Her date had fizzled out on her big time at this convention far from home, but when she passed by the room next to hers, the wild sounds of the savage sex going on inside, made her pause, and listen at length…. and begin to drip into her silks.
She knew who it was. The couple been chatting her up downstairs, and they seemed to both like her company. She was pretty sure they were hitting on her in tandem, but she was saddled with this other lunkhead. Having shed him, she was now on her own, and she thought as she listened, ‘yeah, I’d could use some of that.’
She listened a little longer, getting more and more stirred, and when she heard the tempo slow a bit for breath catching, she tossed caution to the wind and knocked a few times.
“It’s Jeannie… from the bar earlier”, she answered to the ‘who is it?’ query. “I was wondering….”
The door unlatched and open a crack, and the sex-flushed girl, Valerie, peered out at her. Jeannie stuttered, then blurted out “You two sound fucking amazing… fucking. If the offer’s still on, I’m solo now….”
Valerie yanked her inside, and bolted the door.
Jeannie was going to do things tonight, she’d never even imagined. And she wouldn’t sleep in her own bed for days to cum.