A Tall Drink of Water

We spotted her sitting alone at the bar, sipping a craft beer while perched on the tall stool. She seemed oblivious to everyone and was reading, or appeared to be reading, a novel. A man dressed in a nice suit approached and spoke to her, appearing to offer to buy her a drink, and left after being politely rebuked. She glanced around, her eyes stopping at our booth for a moment, and returned to her book.I gestured at the man and gave Cynthia a smile."What do you think? Up for a little double header?"She shook her head no and gestured towards the woman at the bar."No, not tonight. I find her very intriguing, though.""She is an attractive woman," I agreed. "Very... elegant, I think.""Yes. I love that outfit. She wears it well."Cynthia was referring to the tailored Italian suit and low-heeled pumps worn by the woman at the bar."I wish I could wear things like that, it's so fashionable and elegant.""You always look great," I assured her."Thanks, but... just look at her."We sipped our drinks and watched her for a while, admiring the quiet beauty and allure of this stranger who captured my wife's attention. She turned slightly on the stool, stealing a glance our way, and the hint of a smile showed for a moment."You should ask her to join us for a drink," I suggested."I think I will," Cynthia replied.I watched in surprise as my normally demure wife slipped out the booth, straightened her dress, and approached her. They spoke for a few moments, shaking hands in a formal manner, and the novel was closed and dropped into the Gucci bag on the adjacent stool. After a minute Cynthia gestured to me, and the stranger nodded in my direction. She picked up her glass and stood up, dwarfing Cynthia, and slung the bag over her shoulder. I stood up as they approached the booth and put out my hand."Hi, I'm Brad. Thank you for joining us."She was taller Malatya Escort than I was, at least six foot two or three, with a slim build."Call me Kiss," she replied and shook my hand firmly, grasping it with her long, slender fingers. "Thank you for inviting me."Cynthia slipped in next to me and Kiss slid in next to her, the three of us now sitting against the back of the curved booth. I gestured for the server to being us another round and moved over slightly to get a better look at this tall, willowy beauty."So, what brings you two here tonight?" she asked."A little holiday," Cynthia replied. "We try to go to different cities a few times a year, usually for a few days.""Hmm, interesting.""We like meeting new people and trying new things," Cynthia continued. "A nice change of pace sometimes. What about you?"Kiss drained the remnants from her glass and passed it to the server as he brought our drinks."Thank you," she said to him with a polite smile."Yes, thank you," I added."Me? I travel a bit. Mainly doing a little photography, writing, things like that."As we chatted I noticed Cynthia flush a little and start chewing her lower lip, and could see Kiss had her hand on Cynthia's bare knee. The long fingers were moving slightly, grazing along her inner thigh. Cynthia had that recognizable gleam in her eyes that appeared when she was highly aroused, and my cock hardened as I watched the fingers move slowly between her legs and under the dress."So," Kiss continued. "Are you two in the habit of inviting single women to join you for a drink?"I grinned and nodded my head."Yes, we do like to invite others to join us.""Interesting... "She turned her face to Cynthia and leaned in, whispering in her ear while her fingers delved deeper. Cynthia glanced at me with pleading eyes."Would like to join us in our room Malatya Escort Bayan for a nightcap?" I asked. "We would enjoy having you.?"Would you like that, Cyn?" Kiss asked.Cynthia nodded in agreement and replied hoarsely. "Very much!"Kiss turned and looked at me."Which room are you in?""1208.""I will see you there shortly," she promised.She took her hand away, drained her glass, and picked up her bag as she slid out of the booth. I watched her stroll to the elevator and felt Cynthia clutch my hand."Let's go!" she urged.We were in our room for only a few moments when the knock on the door came. I opened it and Kiss quickly entered, wearing a long black leather trench coat with black stilettos, and carrying a black leather satchel. She dropped the satchel on the bed, turned to face us, and slipped off the trench coat. Kiss stood in front of us, hands on her slender hips, wearing a sheer black bra and matching high-cut panties. Her legs went on for miles, long, slender and shapely legs, and she grinned slyly at our expressions."I hope you don't mind, I?ve brought a few things along," she announced in a seductive tone and gestured to the satchel."Not at all," I replied. "I'm excited to see what you have with you."My cock was fully engorged by the sight of her long, slender frame and the vibe of her sexual energy. Cynthia sat on the bed and stared at her as Kiss opened the bag, reached in, and pulled out a thin wand with a long string and pink feather attached. Kiss looked at it for a moment and laughed."Sorry, that's for my cat."She returned it to the bag and pulled out a handful of long, wide and brightly coloured ribbons. She turned towards me, smiling coyly as she unwound the ribbons, and stepped in front of me. I looked up at her while one hand began to undo the buttons on my shirt and the other Escort Malatya touched my wrist."I think you should have a seat," she whispered seductively.I sat down in the chair behind me and swallowed, wondering what she had in mind while she knelt in front of me. Even on her knees, she towered over me. She leaned in and undid another shirt button while staring into my eyes and whispering."Put your hands on the armrests."I did as instructed and the ribbons were wound around my wrists and secured. She giggled evilly and slid her hands along my legs, spreading them so that they touched the front legs of the chair, and tied my ankles. After securing the last ribbon with a flourish, she stood up, leaned forward and kissed my forehead."You just relax and enjoy the show," she whispered in my ear before standing up and turning to Cynthia."Up," she instructed, gesturing with her hand at Cynthia.Cynthia jumped up and the two embraced, her face in Kiss's chest. She turned her face up and Kiss leaned hers down, their lips meeting in an intimate, slow embrace. Kiss's hands roamed Cynthia's body, her hands cupping her ass before sliding up her back to the zipper of the dress. The sound of the zipper drawled in the room, a slow ziiiip, and the dress was peeled from her body by the long, slender fingers and deposited on the floor. Kiss stepped away and looked at her with a smug grin."Beautiful," she praised. "Very sexy."Cynthia smiled and glanced over at me. Kiss dropped once more to her knees, hooking the hem of the red lace panties with her fingers. Her nose touched the large wet patch and she took in a deep breath, inhaling the musky fragrance of arousal before peeling them from her hips. Cynthia stepped out of them and Kiss dropped them into the satchel."You don't mind if I keep those, do you?""Ha ha," replied Cynthia nervously. "No, not at all."Kiss pushed her to the bed, wrapped her arms around her thighs, and lifted her legs over her shoulders. Cynthia oohed loudly as the long tongue swirled out and licked her. I watched in awe as it twirled, swirled and burrowed into her wetness, driving Cynthia to orgasm in moments.