Having had their night in a hotel room, Gaby Harrington and Steve Prentice were preparing, for now, to go their separate ways. During the conversations that they had had when not fucking, they had established that twenty-five-year-old Steve had taken a fancy to the hotel barmaid, Mandy, an attraction that seemed to be mutual. Sixty-year-old Gaby had confided that she and the slightly younger Mandy were occasional sex partners and the possibilities of a threesome were considered.
"I am going to be away for the next three or four days," said Gaby, who was mentally making plans.
"Oh, I will miss you," said Steve, which was true, but he knew that he would probably be able to find another willing sex partner.
"Yeah, so how about you and Mandy getting to know each other a bit better?" asked Gaby, with a grin.
"Are you serious?" asked Steve.
"Sure, you want to fuck her and she wants to fuck you and then when I come back....well, you know," said Gaby.
"You mean a threesome?" said Steve, who thought of the potential joys of having two mature women at the same time.
"Yes, it would be fun; I will phone Mandy later this morning and have a chat with her; I will let you know what she says," said Gaby before giving Steve a light kiss that rapidly became a snog.
They were still in the hotel foyer, and the elderly couple that had been in the room next to theirs had just been complaining in reception about the 'disgusting' noise that the people next door had been making. The elderly couple did not know, for sure, that Gaby and Steve had been their neighbours, but they looked at them disapprovingly anyway.
They parted, with Steve reflecting on the vision of Gaby's arse in the post office queue and everything that had happened since. Gaby reflected on the wonderful sex that the young man gave her and thought of probable future excitement.
Gabrielle did not phone Mandy until late morning because Mandy had obviously worked the previous evening, although Mandy probably got more sleep than Gaby had.
"Hi Gaby, how was your night with your hunk?" said Mandy on answering the call.
"Sensational, but that is sort of what I want to talk to you about," replied Gaby.
"Really?" said an intrigued Mandy.
"Yeah, I am going away for a few days and wondered about you and Steve getting together for some fun," said Gaby.
"Are you serious?" responded Mandy.
"Ha, yeah, that is what he said; it seems that he wants to shag you and you want him, so why not?" replied Gaby.
"You are setting me up with your lover boy?" said a still incredulous Mandy.
"Yes, but I expect to join in when I come back," chuckled Gaby.
"You dirty slag, you want a threesome," laughed Mandy.
"Yes, should be fun, don't you think?" giggled Gaby.
"Well yeah, but I can't get my head around you offering me your lover," replied Mandy.
"Well if you do not want his huge cock between your legs, then say so," said Gaby in mock indignation.
"Shit, no, I do, I do; just surprised, that's all," said Mandy, fearing that she was losing her chance.
"I will give you his phone number in a minute but give me a while because I told him that I would let him know what you said," said Gaby.
"So you have discussed this with him?" said Mandy.
"Yes and I told him you have got a great arse too," laughed Gaby.
Gaby gave Mandy Steve's number but said not to phone him until later. Gaby then phoned Steve and told him that Mandy was up for a fucking and a threesome and that she would phone him later.
Gaby told Steve that she looked forward to having him again but, in the meantime, to give Mandy a good seeing-to. Steve assured her that he would, something that Gaby did not doubt.
That afternoon, Steve's mobile rang with an unknown number, although he had a good idea who it was. "Hello, Steve speaking," he answered in what he thought was his sexiest voice.
"Hello Steve, it is Mandy from the hotel bar, um, Gaby, um...." said Mandy who was a bit hesitant, despite what she was phoning about.
"Hi Mandy, so good to hear from you; Gaby said that you would be phoning," said Steve, putting her at her ease a bit.
"Yeah, she is a matchmaking bitch, isn't she?" laughed a more relaxed Mandy.
"Yes, but I planned to get to know you, even without Gaby's help," responded Steve.
"You did?" asked Mandy.
"Yeah, I decided that I wanted to fuck you the moment I saw you," said Steve, truthfully.
"Well that is good to know because I wanted to fuck you on first sight too," replied Mandy, who was long-time separated from her husband and had frequent sex partners.
"It seems that we are going to fuck then; when can I see you?" said Steve, who actually had his cock out and was stroking it as he thought of the sexy barmaid.
"I am working in the hotel bar all evening, but I am not working tomorrow," said Mandy, hopefully.
"Okay, I will phone you in the morning," said Steve, although he was already planning something else.
"Yeah, speak to you tomorrow," said Mandy, who was wet at the prospect of having Steve between her legs.
Steve had decided to go to the bar at the hotel before closing and offer Mandy the chance to come back to his house for the night. If she could not or did not want to, it was no big deal, because it looked like they would get together the next day anyway.
Steve was undecided whether to walk or drive to the hotel because a short romantic moonlight walk along the river, should Mandy come back with him, seemed very appealing. He was strictly non-alcohol if he drove, if he walked he could have a whisky. He decided on the walk but was not going to get to the hotel until close to closing time.
At about twenty minutes before closing, he walked into the hotel bar. It was quite busy but not exceptionally so. Mandy was there with another barmaid. Mandy saw Steve at the bar and her eyes lit up. Steve thought how fucking sexy she looked and his cock twitched.
"Good evening sir, what can I get for you?" said Mandy with a flashing smile, before she ran her tongue over her red lipstick lips.
Steve's cock twitched again before he spoke. "A whisky, please, before a nice moonlit walk back to my house along the river," he said, with his eyes fixed on Mandy's.
"That sounds romantic; one whisky coming up," said Mandy with a sexy smile. She turned to get the whisky from the optic and sensed Steve's eyes on her arse. She was wearing black uniform trousers that were quite tight but not as tight as Gaby's had been the previous night. Even so, Steve noted that she had a lovely looking backside.
Mandy put the whisky on the bar and, with her still having her hand on the glass, Steve put his hand on hers as they looked into each other's eyes. What they both wanted at that instant was to fuck. "Thank you," said Steve, taking his hand off Mandy's and allowing her to let go of the glass.
Steve paid for the drink and Steven Prentice and Amanda Batchelor, although Steve did not know her surname, were two very sexually aroused people. Mandy got through the next fifteen minutes of her shift with frequent glances at Steve who seemed to permanently have his eyes on her. She was also rather distracted by the dampness between her legs. Last orders were rung and Steve held up his glass indicating that he would like another. The bar was now not so busy although a few people were ordering a final drink.
"Are you up for a walk along the river to my house when you are done here?" asked Steve as Mandy handed him another whisky.
"Fuck yes," Mandy almost whispered as she took payment for the drink but with her eyes on Steve's.
Most people were drifting away and 'time' was called, although hotel residents could still remain. The other barmaid would be looking after any residents and she and Mandy were collecting glasses and cleaning tables. Steve's eyes were on Mandy's arse everywhere she went. She sensed that, and her knickers got wetter.
Mandy lived alone and had no reason to go home, it was not uncommon for her to go to a man's and sometimes woman's house after leaving work at night. She was looking forward to going to Steve's house and the sex that would follow. "About ten more minutes," Mandy told Steve as she put some empty glasses on the bar and the soon to be sex partners briefly touched hands.
Mandy finished her clearing up duties, collected her jacket and handbag and spoke to her fellow barmaid. "I'm off now, Shirley, see you next time," said Mandy cheerfully.
"Yeah, see you, Mandy," replied the other barmaid, who then noticed the young man that Mandy was apparently leaving with. Shirley was quite used to seeing Mandy leave with a male but they were not usually as young, or as good looking, as this one.
Once Steve and Mandy got out of the hotel and away from bright lights they met in a snog. They caressed each other's bodies and Mandy felt Steve's penis hardening against her body. "How far is it to your house?" asked Mandy, partly in jest but mostly because she was longing to be fucked.
"Not too far; maybe ten minutes, if you don't keep stopping," replied Steve, before they kissed again.
They managed to get down the side street that led to the river and walked hand in hand for a while before stopping for more kissing and caressing. Steve gripped Mandy's buttocks, which were not quite as big as Gaby's but still quite substantial. "Gaby told me that you and she get it on together sometimes," said Steve.
"Yeah, sometimes; she is a very hot woman, but you know that," replied Mandy.
"She is, and she likes your arse," said Steve, squeezing Mandy's left buttock and making her giggle.
"I know, and I like hers," replied Mandy.
"Yeah, I don't know if she told you but her arse is sort of the reason that we got together," said Steve.
"No, she didn't, I was going to ask how you two hooked up," replied Mandy
"Ha, well she caught me looking at her arse in the queue in the post office," laughed Steve.
"I know that you were looking at my arse in the bar too," said Mandy.
"Yep, you caught me," said Steve and they both laughed as they snuggled close.
They continued walking and were almost at the gate at the bottom of Steve's property. They had one more long, lingering kiss. Steve's boxers were damp with precum and Mandy's knickers were wet from the excitement that she had been and still was, feeling.
"We are here," announced Steve, opening the gate.
"Thank fuck for that, I need your cock," laughed Mandy.
"And you shall have it," replied Steve as he caressed Mandy's backside as she went through the gate.
They did not take long getting up the steps and into the house and after another long kiss, Steve played the host. "Would you like a drink, Mandy?" he asked.
"No, I would like a fuck," she replied, undoing Steve's trousers. She swiftly had his trousers and boxers down and had his large, hard penis in her hand.
As with most women that saw Steve's cock for the first time, she was impressed. "Shit, you have one large cock there, Steve," she complimented, as she stroked it.
"Yeah, and very soon it is going to be in your cunt," replied Steve as he lowered Mandy's trousers. Steve fingered Mandy's wet slit through her knickers before they both decided that they urgently needed to get to bed. Steve's trousers and boxers and Mandy's trousers were left on the floor and Mandy discarded her jacket before they made their way upstairs.