Steven and Siobhan have gone away for the weekend for a company conference. The situation between them has developed fast to the point where they've all been enjoying each others bodies but now it's the morning after the night before. Is this going to be the end of the adventure or not?
Part 7 - The Morning After The Night Before
In the hotel suite, Siobhan was the first to wake up on Sunday morning. Steve was in bed beside her, quietly breathing. She thought back over the events of the previous 24 hours. Not so much the conference but the sexual adventures with Steve and Sharon, including her first time. She’d worried about that happening but had enjoyed all of what they had done but maybe some acts more than others.
The porn film had given both her and Steve some new ideas to try and Sharon had been a great help and willing participant as well. Siobhan cast her mind back to the start of the porn movie and thought to herself, why not.
—--
Sharon woke up on the sofa in the lounge. It had been comfortable enough once she spotted the recliner at the end. The three friends had not really been focussed on features of the furniture when they returned to the room the previous evening. The incident with Mark Pritchard had made them feel even hornier than they already were or at least that was the effect it had on Sharon.
She started playing with herself and reached for her toy but was disappointed to find the batteries were flat again after all the work it had done on Siobhan and her. Anyway, she decided she needed the loo and crept towards the bathroom. As she entered she heard movement from the bedroom and wondered if she would be interrupted.
—---
Meanwhile, Mark Pritchard woke up alone. He was face down on a large double bed and was still fully clothed. He tried to move his head to see the time but even just that small movement hurt. Then he felt the familiar churning in his stomach and lunged towards the en-suite.
—--
Steven got a really pleasant wake up call on Sunday morning when he realised his cock was waking up in Siobhan’s mouth.
“Good morning,” he said.
Siobhan released Steven’s cock from between her lips but not from her hand and said “Good morning Steve,” as she scooted up the bed for a kiss. “I’m feeling much better this morning and want to try having you in me again, besides I’m 2-1 down and want to even the score.”
“Pardon?”
“Sharon has had you twice and I’ve only had you once, not counting the beach.”
“I was about to say who’s counting but you just answered that question. I expect you're score will pull ahead after this weekend, if you want it to.”
“Maybe, I quite like having Sharon around to play with and I can’t see you complaining at having two hot girls vying for your attention in bed.”
“I may need to buy some vitamins but maybe we three need to talk this over first as emotions are funny things. In the meantime I think you need to wrap me up and have your way, otherwise I’m going to shoot my morning load elsewhere thanks to your handiwork.”
Siobhan picked up a square packet for the bedside cabinet and went to work.
“Sharon’s right, this is a bit of a faff but necessary at the moment. I’m going to get to the Doctor this week and sign myself up for the pill. I was a bit jealous of the way Sharon was just able to take you in and have you coat her insides with your juice. It must feel different without the rubber.”
“I can’t answer for Sharon but I can tell you it was different for me. The rubber kind of squeezes around my cock but while I was in Sharon the sensation was flesh against flesh and I didn’t feel constrained like I did wrapped in latex. I look forward to feeling the same sensations when making love with you.”
Siobhan stopped what she was doing and looked at Steven. He thought he’d said something wrong.
“What did you call it?”
“Call what?”
“What we’re doing, here and now?”
“Making love. What do you want me to call it?”
“Having sex.”
“Oh, OK. I look forward to feeling the same sensations when having sex with you.”
Steven wondered what that was all about whilst Siobhan went back to rolling the rubber over his cock. She then threw her leg over his body and guided his cock towards her pussy. She lowered herself slowly until their hips met.
“That’s better than yesterday and no pain.” She started rocking back and forth to get some movement going. “I’m not very good at this am I?”
“You just need to practice.” Steven offered Siobhan his arms for support so she could lean forward further. “Try lifting your bottom using your hips and knees rather than just rocking back and forth.”
“Ooo, that’s much better.” They were building into a steady rhythm when Siobhan went a little too high and Steven’s cock dropped onto his stomach. “Oh bum! I was just building nicely to a climax,” she said.
“Do you want me to take control?” he asked.
“Yes please.”
Steven pulled Siobhan down on top of him then rolled over so he was on top. He kissed Siobhan on the lips then the neck and licked her ear lobes, which made her giggle, then took a couple of minutes to pay some attention to her breasts all of which built her excitement back up again.
His cock had stayed hard so he was easily able to enter Siobhan whilst still kissing and sucking her breasts. As she was building to a climax he lifted up his body then raised her legs like he’d done to Sharon so he could go balls deep into her.
He thought he may have gone too far too soon but within a couple of strokes Siobhan was thrashing as her climax hit. She even bit her hand to stop herself from screaming out. That was too much for Steven and he pushed in deep as he filled the rubber with his seed.
It took a couple of minutes for their breathing to return to normal. Siobhan’s eyelids had fluttered as she came down from her personal high.
“God Steve, that was so much better and deeper than the first time and no pain.”
From the bathroom they heard the flush followed by a knock on the connecting door.
“Come in,” Siobhan called.
Sharon pulled open the door and stood there in her bathrobe. “No need to ask how you two are feeling this morning.”
“Sorry, did we wake you?” Steven asked.
“Don’t be. No, I’ve been awake for a while. I needed the loo then heard noises from the bedroom. I guessed what you were doing. How was it?”
Siobhan answered. “Much better than yesterday and no pain, just the faff with the packet. We’ll do away with them as soon as we can. Speaking of which, we need to move.”
“Do you both want tea?” Sharon asked. They both answered yes please as Steven carefully withdrew and lifted away from Siobhan’s body.
“I’ll go and make some. Do you fancy sharing a bath before breakfast? Siobhan and I can use it to give you a shave Steven, and maybe something more.” She added with a seductive grin.
—--
Twenty minutes later Steven found himself chest deep in the huge circular bath surveying the sight of two beautiful women washing their bodies. He thought they should have been drinking champagne for the full porn movie effect but instead had tea in the plastic beakers provided for use in the bathroom.
The girls had sponged each other’s backs and were now using soapy sponges on their own breasts. They then stood and worked their way down their bodies. Steven didn’t know which way to look.
There was no doubt Sharon had a better body but Siobhan was still a good looking girl. The sight of them washing around their shaved pussies had Steven’s cock waking up, especially when they raised their feet one at a time to rest on the side of the bath so they could sponge their legs to their feet. Steven was half expecting them to start sponging each other again but instead Sharon asked “Do you like what you see Steven?” as she lowered herself into the water.
“I think I’ve died and gone to heaven.”
“I hope not as we are very much still alive and feeling very well here on planet earth, aren’t we Siobhan.”
“Absolutely. I can’t believe I’ve been so stupid as to miss out on doing it for all this time, or that you’ve been so patient with me Steve or that Sharon has been so good to me too.”
The girls moved over to Steven and started sponging his body.
“I think Sharon has been good for both of us, Siobhan.” Sharon blushed. “Wow, this feels decadent.” Steven said.
“Do you have a problem with that?” Sharon asked.
“Certainly not.”
The girls got Steven to lean forward so they could sponge his back. The sensation was fantastic as the sponges were slightly rough to exfoliate the skin.
“Stand up Steve.” Commanded Siobhan.
He did as he was asked and the girls giggled as soon as he did because his cock was standing to attention.
“I think Steve liked the show he’s been watching and the attention he’s been getting,” Siobhan added.
The girls continued to sponge Steven’s body, paying particular attention to his groin.
“Now sit down on the side of the bath and open your legs,” said Sharon. “Some of your hairs are quite long so I’m going to use some clippers first.”
Sharon pulled a small pair of hair clippers from a wash bag she had on the side of the bath. They were similar to some Steven had seen in a Barber shop, just smaller.
“This thing’s in the way. Siobhan, can you come and hold Steven’s cock?”
Siobhan obliged and Sharon went to work trimming Steven’s pubic hairs. Once she was happy with the results a small aerosol of shaving foam and a safety razor in a shade of pink came out of her bag.
“This razor is sold for women to use but I’ve seen the same thing in the Male Grooming section at the chemists. The only difference is the colour of the plastic and the price!”
Sharon lathered the skin around Steven’s cock and scrotum then expertly set to work with the razor. Siobhan meanwhile was doing a good job of not only keeping his cock out of harm's way but also keeping it firm.
After a few minutes Sharon said “I think you’ll do. Drop back in the water and rinse off the rest of the foam then get out and dry off for the finishing touches.”
Sharon and Siobhan got out of the bath and started drying their bodies. Steven followed after a quick dip back into the water and pulled the drain plug in the bath as he left.
“Stand back against the wall Steve whilst we check out Sharon’s handiwork.” Siobhan commanded. The girls crouched down and made comments about how much nicer a smoothly shaved cock was to the touch.
“OK, you’ve convinced me! I’ll check out the shaving gear at the chemists when I replenish my stock of condoms with some more adventurous types this week.”
“Good boy, you’re learning fast,” said Sharon. “I’m sure Siobhan will appreciate it. One last thing, you need some after shave lotion. Not the sort you use on your face, a much gentler one. Mine is in a cream and I expect there’s a similar one for Men. I think you should go and lie down on the bed and we’ll bring it to you”
Steven followed Sharon’s instructions and the girls followed him into the bedroom. Sharon was carrying a pot that looked like it contained face cream. She offered some to Siobhan, took a small amount herself then they proceeded to massage it into his shaved areas. Steven felt his cock twitch. “Ooo I think Steve is nearly ready to come,” said Siobhan.
“So am I!” said Sharon. “I’m the only one here that hasn’t come at all this morning and the battery in my little friend has gone flat.”
“Steve owes you something for his shave. Do you want to taste his come?” asked Siobhan.
“Maybe. What are you thinking?”
“Try a sixty-nine with Steve and I’ll join in somehow. You only got my amateur attempts last night but Steve was better than ever at eating me after we watched the movie,” said Siobhan.
Sharon looked at Steven. He nodded so she climbed over him. He was faced with her perfectly shaven and clean pussy and went to work on it. His fingers told him Sharon was ready as her juices flooded his face when he parted her lips. He started using some of the techniques he’d learned from the porn movie. “Oh goodness me.” Steven heard her say just before he felt her mouth on his member.
Sharon was struggling with her technique thanks in no small part to having Steven distract her. Suddenly he had a new sensation as Siobhan joined Sharon in licking his shaft and taking turns at sucking on the tip. The sensation was amazing. “I’m coming” he almost cried.
Whether the girls had planned it or not Steven felt the girls kiss with the tip of his cock between them and share his come. He hummed into Sharon’s pussy and she came.
“Mmmmm that was OK as a starter for breakfast” said Sharon. “Did you swallow as well?”
“Yes” replied Siobhan “It was fine and much nicer without any hairs in the way. I don’t think there’s much stuff left on Steve.”
Whilst the girls licked him clean Steven played with Sharon who was still laying on top of him with the tip of his tongue. She half turned around and said breathlessly “Stop it Steven or we’ll miss breakfast and we have to check out by eleven.”
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The three friends were in smart casual wear when they went down to breakfast and were far from being the last to emerge that morning.
The girls were in their mini skirts again. Siobhan was wearing a white polo shirt whilst Sharon had a tight vest with blue and white horizontal stripes that accentuated her breasts. Steven was wearing a pair of chinos and a short sleeved shirt.
Breakfast was being served from a buffet in the conference room. The girls didn’t hold onto Steven as they walked in this time. They were both wearing deck shoes with flat soles and ankle socks. Sharon’s injured foot was much better supported by them and she seemed to be able to walk almost normally.
It had been a long time since dinner and they’d all had a lot of exercise in the meantime so they made the most of breakfast. They were part way through eating when Malcolm and Marjorie Carruthers came into the room. They picked up plates of food then joined the friends at their table. Greetings over and done with, Malcolm turned to Sharon.
“Sharon, Sir James and Lady Margaret are having breakfast in their suite but he called and asked me to check that Mark Pritchard’s credit card had been cancelled.”
“Yes Mr Carruthers, sorry Malcolm, I called the card company when we got back to Steven and Siobhan’s room last night. We should probably reimburse Steven for the cost of the call assuming the hotel charges for it at their standard rates.”
“I quite agree. Did you all manage to sleep well?” Now there was a leading question if ever there was one.
“Very well thank you. The room has a very large sofa that I spread myself out on once we turned in.”
Siobhan had a coughing fit. “Sorry, something went down the wrong way.”
“Poor dear,” said Marjorie Carruthers. “My Mother always told me to chew my food properly before trying to swallow.”
They were saved from any more innuendos when the sound of a commotion came through the door from Reception.
—-
Mark Pritchard had the Mother and Father of all hangovers. He couldn’t face breakfast and had decided to get the hell away from the hotel before anyone saw him. He’d gone to checkout at reception and all was well until his company card had been declined. He’d reacted badly, not least as he remembered enough about the previous day to know the hotel bill would be huge.
He decided that Sharon must have been behind this error and asked, impolitely, if the receptionist had seen Sharon Carson. He was directed to the breakfast room.
—-
“I think I recognise that voice. Let’s hope he stays where he is, at least whilst we finish eating,” said Sharon.
Mark Pritchard’s raised voice had also attracted the attention of the other guests who were eating breakfast. From what Steven could hear he guessed why he was upset.
“Trouble is we need to go past reception to get back to the room. Malcolm, if Mark Pritchard starts on Sharon, do you think Sir James’ permission would extend to me subduing him this morning?”
“Undoubtedly Steven and if you need any assistance I’ll help where I can.”
“Let’s hope it doesn’t come to that but it’s handy to know.”
“Sharon, something else Sir James asked me to do as soon as I get in tomorrow is to look at the spending on Pritchard’s card over the last three months as he’s firmly in the spotlight.”
Steven saw Sharon go slightly wide eyed but quickly composed herself. “Are you going to be looking for anything in particular? He often gets me to book things for him using his card and usually gives me all the receipts he can find to match the monthly statement. I then give the whole lot back to him to sign off and submit but I have copies of everything in the office in case there’s a query.”
“That’s useful to know Sharon. I’ll call you in the morning if I may.”
“Malcolm, will you please stop talking shop,” Marjorie interjected. “What are you young people going to do this morning?”
“We’ve got to finish packing and check out from the room first but we thought we’d do some souvenir shopping before lunch rather than just hanging around the Hotel.”
Before Marjorie could say anything more Mark Pritchard came into the breakfast room and made a beeline for their table.
—
“Why the fuck isn’t my credit card working this morning Shazza?” He shouted at Sharon.
“Good morning Mr Pritchard,” Steven said calmly. “I take it you’ve forgotten about the apology you owe these ladies this morning.”
Pritchard turned and looked at him. “You can fuck right off out of my face you cheeky bastard. I’m talking to my secretary.”
“Wrong answer Mr Pritchard.” Steven stood up.
“Are you threatening me, little boy?” Steven was in his early twenties and Pritchard must have been ten years older. Steven imagined Pritchard was probably a bully at school.
“Certainly not sir, just taking a defensive position in case you’re dumb enough to try and punch me again.”
“Why you…”
“Pritchard! Sir James asked Miss Carson to cancel your company credit card as a result of your behaviour after dinner yesterday evening so you should direct your abuse at him if you’re brave enough. Steven is quite right, you owe Miss Carson, Miss Mitchell and him an apology for your behaviour then you can add an apology to all of us for the foul language you’ve used here this morning.”
“Oh fuck off Carruthers, you and your chums will be waiting for hell to freeze over before I apologise to any of you and as for that tart and her girlfriend….” Pritchard had turned away from Steven to talk to Malcolm and he then made the mistake of pointing at Sharon and Siobhan.
Steven hooked an arm under Pritchard’s armpit, bent his elbow up to grab the back of Pritchard’s neck and grabbed Pritchard’s other arm to hold him tightly. “Time to go Mr Pritchard.” Steven proceeded to manhandle Pritchard out of the room and back into Reception whilst Pritchard called Steven all the names under the sun and questioned the marital status of his parents.
The more Pritchard struggled the more pressure Steven applied with his thumb under Pritchard’s ear, which made him cry in pain. Malcolm Carruthers followed and ducked past to talk to the receptionist who was looking wide eyed and had the phone handset halfway to her face.
“Pritchard, stop crying like a baby! When I tell him to, Steven is going to release his hold on you then you are going to pay your bill and leave the hotel forthwith. A failure on your part to pay your bill or any attempt to assault anyone here will result in the hotel calling the Police to have you arrested. Sir James and I will see you in his office at 9:30 tomorrow morning where your future will be decided. If you would care to present a copy of your bill to us at that time we will reimburse you for your legitimate expenses.” There was an emphasis on the word legitimate.
Malcolm nodded to Steven and he released his grip on Pritchard. Steven stepped back and braced himself just in case, with his right fist primed, silently wishing Pritchard would try to hit him so he could land one on the arrogant sod. Pritchard turned as if to take a swipe but saw he would be onto a loser and backed off.
The Receptionist presented him with his bill, which seemed remarkably long, running to two or three pages. Steven noticed Pritchard exhale then pull out a wallet and hand over a couple of credit cards, asking for the bill to be split between them and the cash he had in his wallet.
In those days it took a while to get the card transactions completed as the Hotel had to make a phone call for an authorisation number. Eventually the receptionist handed Mark Pritchard his bill in an envelope and wished him a safe journey. A man mountain of a Hotel Porter had appeared and was standing by ready to escort Pritchard off the premises.
Pritchard looked at Steven and said. “Farewell Techie Bastard. You’re barking up the wrong tree with young Shazza. She’s queer you know. Just ask Mrs C.”
Steven noticed Malcolm’s ears go red and returned the compliment before his boss decided to thump Pritchard. “Goodbye Mr Prickhead. If your brain was bigger than your ego you’d know that if a woman won’t sleep with you it doesn’t make her queer, it just shows she has good taste, and also that a Gentleman never has to pay for it.” Steven smiled and the look on Pritchard’s face was priceless.
“This way sir.” The porter had placed a hand on Mark Pritchard’s shoulder and was guiding him in a less than gentle manner towards the door.
As they watched, Malcolm said. “Well done Steven, on all counts. The Ladies demeanour this morning rather gave the game away to Marjorie and me. They both look very content by the way. Now go back to your girlfriends, I’m going to ask for a copy of Pritchard’s bill so we can be prepared for tomorrow.”
Steven turned back towards the Conference Room. Sharon and Siobhan were at the front of a small group of people alongside Marjorie. It was Marjorie who started clapping. Steven held his arms out to the two girls who came to stand either side of him, linked arms behind his back and each kissed him on the cheek. Oh well, Steven thought, no prizes for guessing who the office gossip is going to be about this coming week!
—
Siobhan, Steven and Sharon returned to the breakfast room to finish the last of their coffee and pastries. Time was getting on and they needed to get moving. The girls grabbed a handful of rolls and some packets of butter and cheese from the buffet to make a snack for later then they went back to the room to pack.
Whilst filling their overnight bags Steven said. “I think we need to talk about how each of us are feeling after what’s happened between us over the last 24 hours.”
“Lover’s pact?” Said Sharon.
“Lover’s pact,” replied Siobhan.
“Lover’s pact,” Steven added. “Who wants to go first?”
“I called the pact so I suppose I’d better go first,” said Sharon. “I’ve had the lowest of the lows and the highest of the highs since this time yesterday. Wayne wasn’t much of a boyfriend, in or out of bed, but he was my boyfriend.
To find he’d shagged some paid for tart whilst Siobhan and I were in the conference really hurt my feelings and then for him to slap me hurt physically. I felt really small and insignificant when I ran out of that bedroom.
I meant it when I told you both yesterday that you were life savers. I could have gone to a very dark place and not come back if you hadn’t been here but instead I felt safe from the moment Steven caught me as I rushed into your room and since then you’ve both been marvellous but Steven especially, tending my foot, taking care of me at dinner and seeing off Mark Pritchard, twice.
Steven, I knew Siobhan wanted to give herself to you this weekend and I was worried I may have scuppered her plans but as things turned out I’ve thoroughly enjoyed the time we’ve spent together and all the things we’ve done, on the beach and making love here in this fantastic suite.
I can see now that what I had with Wayne was a sex life and a not very good one at that. What you two have done between you is to show me what being made love to should feel like. You are very lucky Siobhan, I saw how Steven treated you with complete respect then felt the same after the way he treated me.”
There were tears in Sharon’s eyes when she added “I’ve never felt so loved in bed before. My only regret is that this weekend and this adventure is coming to an end.”
Siobhan got to Sharon first and hugged her girlfriend. Steven joined them and put his arms around both girls.
“My turn,” said Siobhan, holding back her own tears. “I’m guilty of being a coward. I was frightened of any one of a number of things to do with sex. From pain to pregnancy to not being allowed into the gates of Heaven when I die for the sin of fornication.
There was pain, there’s no denying that, but the pain quickly faded into pleasure and the chances of getting pregnant can be controlled. As for the gates of Heaven I think I’ve been through them a couple of times already this weekend thanks to you and Steve.
The arrangement didn’t work out quite the way I expected it to but I was really glad you were here with us Sharon to give me some advice on what to do, especially with the oral thing on the beach, what I would taste and what I would feel when Steve took my virginity.
This may sound weird but the things I really enjoyed though involved all three of us. On the beach, watching the movie and seeing Steve with you. Whether Steve was doing you with his mouth or fucking you when we got back to the room I found both a real turn on to the point where I wanted some more of him and some of you myself.
Being with you whilst watching Steve’s cock slide in and out of you was heavenly. How did you describe yourself? Bi-curious I think you said. I think I may be the same and maybe a bit more than just curious but I admit I don’t really know.
What’s amazing to me is I’ve never felt attracted to a girl before so I think I need Steve and you to give me some more lessons in my oral technique as I’m sure I could make a better job of it on both of you. Most of all I want to add something to what we do together and not just lie back and take it all from you.
Sharon, you and Steve are both more experienced than me. I’ve got nothing else to compare this weekend with. I thought we were just having sex but you’ve both used the term making love and I’m not sure I can tell the difference between the two just yet.
What I’m trying to say is I don’t want this weekend to end but to carry on and see where this adventure takes us.”
The girls both looked at Steven. “Follow that,” he said. “At the start of this weekend I hoped that Siobhan would allow me to take her virginity. I didn’t realise, until she told me that you had arranged for us to have this room, that you were complicit in her plans Sharon.”
Sharon tried to interrupt but Steven stopped her. “I, we, have to thank you for everything you’ve done for us but it won’t be by saying goodbye and never again.
I agree with Siobhan that I don’t want this weekend to end either. I won’t be able to pretend after we leave this room that nothing has happened here and go back to the way we were last week. Our opportunities may be limited by work and social commitments but I’m sure we three can, and will be, spending more time in each other’s company.
My only regret is there’s only one of me to satisfy both of you and I have no idea if we can work out a way to make sure you each get your fair share of me!”
“We can always play cards to see who gets you after a night out,” suggested Sharon.
“Snap?”
“Rummey?”
“Strip Poker?”
“Now there’s an idea for later.”
That broke the mood and they all laughed.
“What if this arrangement doesn’t work out?” Asked Siobhan, sounding serious.
“Anyone of us can call a lover’s pact between us if they think it’s not working or even if they want out so we can talk about it in confidence as lovers and try to stay friends with or without benefits. Deal?”
“Deal.” The girls both replied and the three lovers sealed the deal with a kiss or two each to be precise.
—-
Melinda and Wayne had gone from the luxury hotel to the delights of a room above a pub. The floorboards creaked in time with the bed springs and the plumbing made alarming noises but they hadn’t noticed.
After a few drinks and a meal Wayne had been flagging but Melinda gave him some pills from her handbag and he’d been able to go for hours. She’d been very willing to please and had allowed him to do things to her body that Sharon never would.
He’d run short of cash after the morning session with her but had a card and drew money from a hole in the wall to pay for the room and to give Melinda the fee they had negotiated for the night. No receipts, no evidence. That suited Melinda just fine as she’d be able to keep a bit aside before handing some of the money to her pimp.
Wayne’s Dad would find out about the cash and he’d have to come up with some excuse or he’d be expected to pay it back. He planned on putting the blame onto Sharon so his Dad would get it back in one of his discounts but even if that didn’t work out Wayne felt the night with Melinda would have been worth it.
The facilities in the room were basic. Washing facilities were limited to a sink in the corner. There was a separate toilet and bathroom down the corridor but the pub charged extra if you wanted a bath.
Wayne woke up with a terrible hangover but Melinda came to his rescue again with another pill from her handbag. Revived, he enjoyed another short session with her before they made the best of the facilities at the pub then went out to find some breakfast and to kill some time in the Amusement Arcades.
—-
Steven rang his brother to confirm he could bring the car back later than planned then they carried their bags down to reception to check out. The bags were taken into a store room to be collected after lunch and they were given some left luggage tickets.
Steven paid the bill for extras on his credit card. The prices charged were extortionate, especially for the phone calls and drinks but against what had happened with the girls he thought it was good value for money. Fortunately the movie they watched was listed as a sundry item.
Sharon asked for a copy of the bill so she could claim back the cost of the call to the credit card company for Steven. She wanted to give him some money towards the rest of the bill but he insisted it was his treat.
As they walked towards the car with their bags Sharon grabbed Steven’s free arm and said quietly “I hope you’re not trying to pay for my favours by settling the Hotel bill.”
“Certainly not, I was just trying to be a proper Gentleman. Mark Pritchard said something very rude about you after he’d finally settled his bill. I think he was trying to start a fight but I just told him a Gentleman never has to pay for it, amongst other things.”
“You didn’t! What did he say next?”
“Absolutely nothing but Malcolm Carruthers did.”
They got into the car before Sharon asked. “Go on Steven, what did Malcolm say to you?”
“Well, let me see. How can I put this? He told me both you and Siobhan were looking radiant this morning. He and Marjorie had guessed we’d had a good night last night and he didn’t mean at the party.”
“Oh goodness, how am I going to face him in the morning?” Said Siobhan.
“Easily, just act normally. Anyway he’s going to be with Sir James first thing, giving Mark Pritchard the nth degree, assuming he turns up for work.”
“I’d best try and get an early night so I can be in early to find the copies of the expenses Malcolm Carruthers asked for. I hope I don’t have to see Mark Pritchard,” added Sharon.
“Can I ask if Mark Pritchard ever tried it on with you?”
“Not really, before last night at least. His chat up lines before you came to my rescue lacked a certain finesse!” She mimicked a drunk. “Your fucking boyfriend’s nicked my weekend shag so now you’re my shag.”
“Charming!” said Siobhan.
Sharon continued. “He’s tried getting me to go for a drink after work and asked me to go away with him a couple of times on business trips but I told him to take someone else as I had the other Directors I look after to deal with. Why?”
“Oh something else he said, which I know from experience to be untrue. I told him that if a woman doesn’t want to sleep with you just means she’s got good taste, or something like that.”
Sharon laughed. “Oh nice! I’ll have to remember that one.”
—-
Steven drove to a nearby seaside town and found somewhere to park near the promenade. The group took a stroll around some shops and bought a few postcards and small gifts. Siobhan bought a straw bag to carry the shopping. Sharon spotted a large branch of a well known chemist and nudged Steven’s arm!
“No time like the present,” she said.
“I hope there’s no one else from the firm taking a walk around here this morning.”
“We’ll keep an eye out for you.”
They went into the shop and Steven found what he thought he needed for shaving and packs of condoms whilst the girls looked around the store.
Fortunately there was a man operating one of the tills though he turned out to be very camp! “Ooh hello, someone’s looking to have a good time. I like the ribbed ones myself.”
“I’ll let you know if my girlfriends agree,” replied Steven. That disappointed the sales assistant and Steven had to remind him to hand over a carrier bag for his purchases.
The girls came out of the shop a couple of minutes later with some small bags of their own. “What sorts did you buy?” Siobhan asked as she added the purchases to her bag.
“You can have a look when we get back to the car and tell me which you want to try first.”
With time to kill they decided to walk back towards the sea front for a stroll along the prom. “I need the loo if we see one,” said Siobhan. They found some public toilets under the promenade and the girls went off together whilst Steven sat on a bench minding the shopping.
The purchases from the chemists were on top of the shopping and anyone glancing in would have seen the condoms so Steven tucked the plastic bag over them just in case. A small bottle fell out of one of the smaller bags the girls had added. A quick glance told him it was lubricant. His only question was which of the girls had bought it and why. He was still pondering this when he saw two familiar faces walk past.
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The girls reappeared a couple of minutes later. “Come on Steven, no daydreaming. Let’s get an ice lolly to suck on the way back to the car,” said Siobhan.
Steven stood and guided the girls towards a kiosk a short way along the prom and looked behind to see if they’d been spotted.
“What’s the matter?” asked Sharon.
“Nothing, I hope. Keep walking normally and don’t look back.”
Siobhan insisted on paying for the lollies. There were some interesting noises being made by the girls who were putting them as far into their mouths as possible then slowly pulling them out past their lips with a slurp.
“Are you enjoying those lollies girls?”
“Just practising but I’d prefer something warmer and meatier to practise on,” said Siobhan.
“Me too,” said Sharon. “Why did you rush us away from the seating, Steven? We could have stayed there to eat these lollies.”
“I saw a couple I recognised.”
“Why was that a problem?”
“I didn’t want a scene in public.”
Sharon stopped walking and grabbed Steven’s arm. “Who was it?” she asked.
“Two people you don’t want to see again.”
“Steven! Please.” Steven put his free arm around Sharon’s waist for fear she would break down and spoke softly to her
“Wayne and Melinda walked past me whilst you were in the loo. They didn’t recognise me and were heading in the opposite direction. They must have stayed together when Mark Pritchard kicked them out of the hotel and found a bed for the night somewhere around here.”
Sharon’s reaction surprised him. “Good luck to the girl. She’s welcome to Wayne but I hope she charges double time on Sunday. I don’t care about what he gets up to anymore as a part of you is worth ten times more than all of him.”
Steven probably spent a moment too long looking into those doe-like eyes. “A-hem!” said Siobhan.
Sharon kissed Steven on his cheek then released his arm. Steven stepped away from Sharon and they carried on walking.
“Is anyone else wondering what happens next in that movie we were watching last night?” asked Siobhan, changing the subject.
“I expect there were more variations on a theme, maybe with some additional characters, like the women in the lingerie shop. What was the movie called?”
“On the menu it was called Friends In Love, I think. Do we have to hang around at the hotel for long?”
“Probably not. Why?”
“I was wondering if we could all spend some time at your flat this afternoon before you take Sharon and me home.”
Steven looked towards Sharon who nodded and smiled “Yes please”.
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Wayne and Melinda had a successful time in the arcades, coming away from the slots with a small profit. Ever the gentleman he treated Melinda to a lunch of fish and chips before driving her home. He was so relaxed that he didn’t notice the car following them. He dropped Melinda off in a slightly seedy part of town. She scribbled her number onto a piece of paper and signed it with a kiss then handed it to Wayne.
“That’s my home number and it’s not one I usually give out.”
He wasn’t sure what to make of that but tucked the slip into his wallet as Melinda got out of his car.
“Call me, anytime.” She said as she closed the car door and walked away with tears welling up in her eyes.
Wayne needed to work on his story about what had happened at the hotel but he looked forward to meeting up with Melinda again. He kicked himself for not asking what those pills were that she had given him as he was certain a session with Sharon after downing a couple of them would soon win her over. He decided to make a house call on the way home to see if Sharon had turned up yet.