Three's No Crowd
Date: 04.02.2010
Keywords: Three's, Crowd, No,
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"Well, I was going to play it easy tonight," I said reluctantly. "But if it would help the course of higher education, I guess one more wouldn't hurt."
So I accepted their hospitality and we toasted the power of a good education and the future of power tool sales. With each sip I found myself paying more and more attention to the ladies and less and less to Kyle and the boys. It turns out that the girls had been roommates since college, with the exception of the few months of Lisa's failed marriage. Although they worked for different school districts, they had worked their way onto several of the same professional committees and traveled together quite often. The tool boys had certainly noticed my animated conversation with them and interrupted to let me know that they were ready for dinner.
"You coming to dinner, Derek Boy?" asked Kyle.
"No, thanks, fellas," I replied. "I think I'll finish this and head upstairs."
"You're gonna spoil your reputation," Kyle replied.
"Yeah, suit yourself," remarked Dave as they headed out. He slapped Kyle on the back on their way out. "Gonna have dinner with his new boyfriends!"
"Aren't you going to join your friends?" Carrie asked.
"Well, for one thing, they aren't really my friends," I said. "And for another, I really don't feel like going out tonight. I was just gonna head up to my room, order room service and kick back."
"That's what we were gonna do too," replied Lisa, her cool green eyes taking on a dreamy gaze. "I was looking forward to a long hot shower, a good book, and a good night's sleep."
"I like going out and all," remarked Carrie, her large dark eyes sparkling. "But after a while it all seems the same."
I took my last swig of Jack D and set my empty glass back on the bar.
"Well, ladies. It's been a pleasure meeting you both, but my carriage is waiting," I cracked pointing toward the door.
"Well, I was about finished too," Lisa said, pounding down her Scotch. "How about you, Care?"
Carrie nodded, setting down her empty wine glass. "We were going to call it an early night too. We've got a long drive back tomorrow."
"Well, allow me to escort you to the elevator," I said with a small formal bow, trying to keep a straight face.
"You are so full of shit!" Lisa laughed, her full lips framing her picture perfect sparkling white teeth. "But it's such charming shit."
We laughed, walked out of the bar and down the hall to the back of elevators. We made more small talk as we waited for our ride. When the door opened, I stepped in and held the door open for them. It turned out that we were all headed to the seventh floor.
"Weren't you supposed to let us on first?" asked Lisa.
"Well, according to the rules of etiquette, the man should enter the elevator first so that he can be sure that there aren't any weirdoes lurking inside. That way he can also hold the door so the lady doesn't get her gown caught up."
They laughed and exchanged a look and a couple of gestures that puzzled me. As the elevator stopped and we stepped out from through the door, I started to give my regards, but noticed that we were all walking in the same direction.
"I'm over in 764," I indicated with a wave.
"We're in 766," Carrie said with a smile.
"No kidding! What a coincidence!" I laughed. "You're bunking together?"
"Well, since a big newspaper expose last year, the Association won't pay for separate rooms."
"What a drag!" I commiserated. "What do you do in the morning when you both have to get ready at the same time?"
"We wrestle for it," Lisa quipped.
"Gee, will you call me up so can I watch?"
Lisa whapped me on the shoulder as I stopped just outside my room.
"It's been fun, neighbors," I said with a wave. "Have a good evening."
They both smiled and gave me a cute little finger wave as I slipped my card into the lock and stepped inside. I chuckled out loud as I kicked off my loafers and jumped onto the bed. I puffed up the pillows behind me and switched the TV onto CNN. A smile spread across my face as I thought about the ladies next door. I could barely hear their muted voices and realized that our rooms had an adjoining door.
No, Derek, I thought to myself. Let's not go there. I turned up the sound on the TV and flipped through the stations finally settling on an unfamiliar movie showing on HBO. Some kind of a thriller it looked like. I scrounged around for the room service menu and found it buried under some spare binders stacked up on the desk. As I settled back onto the bed trying to decide what looked appealing, a knock at the door surprised me. I wasn't expecting anyone and when I got up and looked through the peephole, I couldn't see anyone in the hall. Then the knock sounded again, but this time I could tell it was coming from the adjoining door. Slowly opening the door, I found Lisa standing on the other side.
"Hi, Derek," she said with her cool sweet little smile. She was dressed in a fluffy pink terrycloth robe that she clutched together as if her life depended upon it. "I hope you don't mind, but Carrie got first dibs on the shower and decided to take a bath instead. So, can I use your shower?"
"Well, for one thing, you were supposed to call me the next time you wrestled. And as for my shower," I said looking behind me into my darkened bathroom. "Nope, not being used. But, you realize there's a charge for this service."
"How about I buy you a drink at the bar later on?" she offered with her smile broadening a little.
"I don't know," I said teasingly. "Particularly seeing how close I was getting to your two little boy scouts down there in the bar earlier."
Her eyes widened for a moment as she realized the implication. Despite having a pretty decent poker face, her expression made me begin to smirk. As she started to realize that I was only joking, she put her hands down to her hips. Her robe opened a little exposing a touch of cleavage cradled nicely in her pink satin bra.
"Oh, you, you, you," she stammered, tapping her foot as she tried to find the right putdown. The curves of her breasts jiggled seductively as she tapped. "Oh, you shit!"
"Come on! Go ahead," I laughed, opening the door widely so she could come through. "Just kidding! Just kidding!"
"I told you, Care!" she called out as she turned to shout back toward her own bathroom. "A little glimpse of my bra and he rolled right over!"
"Hey, I can't help it!" I called out. "Pink is my favorite color!"
Carrie's laugh echoed from the other bath where the door was partially open. I paused by the open adjoining doors, as Lisa stepped into the bath setting her little bag of notions on the counter, and pondered the situation. Yep, that's me! Good Neighbor Derek! A petite little brunette with the large dark eyes in one tub and this sleek blonde girl in pink undies getting ready to jump in the other. Now, how could I turn this to my advantage, or are they even interested?
"You know, ladies," I said loudly and slowly. "It dawns on me that some guys might try to take advantage of this little situation we have here. Now, I hope you realize how lucky you are that I'm such a gentleman."
"Darlin', I know one thing," called out Lisa from my bath. "You're so full of shit that you couldn't think of trying anything stupid. And besides, guys who claim to be gentlemen rarely are."
As I leaned back against the open doorway, I noticed that the layout of the rooms and the mirrors allowed me a nice glimpse into each bathroom. I could see Lisa as she finished pinning up her hair and preparing for the shower and if I leaned over just right, I could see Carrie's legs stretched out in the tub. When I turned back to Lisa, I could see her reach behind to unhook her bra. As she slipped it off her shoulders and leaned forward and set it on the counter, her sweet pair of tits came into full view. She ran her hands up and over them bringing her small pale nipples to attention. She then reached down to draw her thong panty down from her hips. When she leaned over farther to remove it, I could see her beautiful little butt part just enough to catch a glimpse of her shaven pussy.
Suddenly, the room began to feel warm and I began to wonder if this weren't some sort of put-on. Really, she must realize what she's doing, but then, I'm the type of guy who won't be shy about turning the tables when the time is ripe. When I looked away from Lisa in the bath, I could see Carrie's legs playing hide and seek in her bubble bath. No, I couldn't remember being in a situation quite like this before, but then the thought of being a peeping tom held no appeal. That was creepy behavior and chicks don't dig creeps. Although part of me wanted to keep on looking, I went back to my bed and scooped up the room service menu.
"Were you going to order room service tonight?" I shouted out. When they both answered in the affirmative, I made a suggestion. "Why don't I get your orders now so that it's ready once you're done."
"That's a great idea," called out Carrie.
"Sounds good to me," echoed Lisa.
"Who's first?" I asked.
"Why don't I go first," replied Lisa. "I'm ready to jump in now."
She came to the door and held it open slightly, carefully standing behind it so I couldn't see her nakedness. Except that when she leaned around to stick her head out I could see her sweet naked backside in the mirror. I was so distracted that she had to tell me twice what she wanted before I got it right. When she closed the door and turned on the shower, I stepped into their room to take down Carrie's order. It dawned on me that they had turned on the heat in their room full blast so that it wasn't just their arousing behavior that was warming me up. As I stepped closer, I could hear Carrie swishing around in the tub.
I grabbed their new cuffs that were still on the table and gave them to Sally and told her to put one on each wrist and to leave the ends of them loose. She fumbled a bit with the catches, but managed to get the manacles on as I instructed.
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Keywords: Three's, Crowd, No,