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The Game
by Neruda (paulodom2012@gmail.com)

***

Two close girlfriends have a day of escalating 
exhibition. (FF, exh)

***

Author Note: This story was a special request from a 
friend. The events in this story are not real, but the 
two main characters are. Ginger and Kathy are real 
people and I have made every effort to portray them 
and describe them accurately. Ginger requested the 
story, and the ideas for it came from her.

***

They had been planning this for a long time. Of course 
it was Ginger's idea. All the fun ideas were Ginger's. 
She may not be quite as outspoken as Kathy is, but on 
the inside she hides a naughty side that few people 
know about.

"Let's leave them behind!" she said. "Let's just go to 
the beach without them. If they can't take time off of 
their precious jobs, then screw them. We need some 
time off and I need little umbrella drinks served to 
me by shirtless cabana boys. Let's just go!"

Kathy took a moment to squirm in her seat and then 
agreed. "You're right. We've been planning this 
weekend for a long time and if they can't get off it's 
their loss. We don't need to suffer because Ben and 
John can't stand up to their boss. Let's go without 
them."

"Let's just go!"

All the plans for the weekend had already been made, 
all the reservations booked and the down payments sent 
in advance. So Ben and John were supportive of them 
going. With all the usual encouragement of "I'll miss 
you" and "Be Good" the girls loaded their luggage into 
the trunk of the car and set out for an adventure. It 
was only 6 hours to some nice beaches in Florida and 
they could use the time on the road to catch up on 
their lives.

"You seemed to really like the idea of leaving the 
boys behind when we decided to do that. Other than the 
schedule was there any reason," Kathy asked.

"Well, it's not that there is anything really 
particular. It's just that I was really looking 
forward to this weekend and needed the time away. Then 
when I thought we couldn't go, I got really down about 
it. Things have been a little stale between Ben and I 
and I just wanted to have some fun. You know?"

"What do you mean stale?" she asked.

"Well you know. We've been married a long time and he 
works so hard. Some of that spark is gone. I mean 
there was a time when I couldn't keep him off of me. I 
mean he was on me all the time! Now that we have been 
married so long it's just different.

"Like last week I was getting out of the shower when 
he walked into the bathroom. I was soaking wet and 
pink all over from the hot shower. My nipples were 
standing up, because I had just finished trimming 
myself and I was a little turned on by it. He walked 
in and didn't even look twice at me! He just grabbed 
his watch off of the counter and left. Doesn't he 
think I'm pretty anymore?"

"Of course he does sweetie," Kathy replied. "John and 
I have been through that before also. Do you remember 
when I started to go the gym all the time a few years 
back? I had the day off so I called John at work and 
tried to get him to have phone sex with me. I told him 
that I wasn't wearing anything at all and I had been 
thinking of his hard cock all day. I told him how hot 
I was and I wanted him.

"Do you know what he said to me? He said that he was 
really tired and probably wanted to go to sleep early 
tonight! Early! Not only did he miss the whole point, 
but the bastard wasn't even interested when he got 
home. I curled up on the bed and cried for an hour. I 
couldn't stand the thought of him not finding me 
attractive anymore. So I started going to the gym 
again."

"Oh my God," Ginger said. "I had no idea. What did the 
two of you do?"

"Well we talked about it and we started setting time 
aside for just the two of us. I told him if he didn't 
want to make proper use of me, I would find someone 
that would."

"You did not!"

"I surly did. I meant it too. It was funny. We had 
this big fight in the car and he said that I wouldn't 
do it. I told him that I bet I could find a guy to 
fuck in the next ten minutes. He said we were on the 
road and that wasn't possible. So I looked next to us 
and there was a truck in the slow lane with a couple 
of teenage boys in it. 

I rolled down the window and started shouting for 
them. When the driver looked over I pulled my shirt up 
and flashed him. I thought he was going to run off the 
road! Ha, ha, ha. It was a long minute before he 
regained control of the truck and just about that time 
a cop pulled out and started flagging him down.

"John was some kind of pissed that I had flashed that 
kid. But he got the message. It was spend more time 
with me or get used to spending a lot of time alone."

"Oh my god, that's so hot..." Ginger said.

"What, flashing the kids in the truck?"

"Yeah, I can't believe you did that."

"You should do it the next time you are in the car 
with Ben. Teach him a lesson he won't soon forget!"

"I may have to."

It was silent in the car for a couple of minutes 
except for the music that was playing. It was some 
sappy country song that was all they could pick up in 
this part of north Florida.

"I want to do it." She said. "I want to flash 
someone."

"You mean right now?" Kathy asked.

"Yes, right here, right now! I mean what kind of harm 
can it cause? For some reason I just really want to 
feel sexy right now. How about it, the next guy we 
pass I flash."

"It's okay by me. How are you going to do it?"

Ginger thought about that for a second and made up her 
mind. The beautiful, slender blond was wearing a light 
weight cotton blouse with a red bra underneath it. 
Quickly she unbuttoned the blouse and shrugged it off. 
Then she reached behind her to unhook her bra. It 
wasn't fancy, but it fit her 34 Cs perfectly, and 
accented her natural curves. 

When the bra was unfastened her breasts stayed up firm 
and high. She had had them enhanced a few years ago. 
Her light pink nipples started to harden instantly in 
the cool, conditioned air of the car. She covered them 
up for just a moment with her hands and looked at her 
friend for encouragement.

What she found there surprised her. Kathy, driving the 
car, had taken her eyes off of the road and was 
staring at Ginger's chest. It wasn't in the way she 
would expect her best friend to be looking at her. 
There was just the slightest hint of lust in her eyes. 
It sent an electric shiver all the way through 
Ginger's body. That moment was flash burned into her 
memory, and she felt the beginnings of her arousal 
start to build.

"I'm going to do this," She said to Kathy. Kathy 
looked back at the road. Ginger shrugged her way back 
into the loose sleeveless white blouse. She buttoned 
it up, but not nearly as far as last time. The bumping 
motion of the car on the road made her nipples rub 
lightly against the soft fabric. She looked down, but 
the material was too thick to see through. "I'm going 
to do this," she said. This time it was more to 
herself. 

She stuffed the red bra in the glove box and tried not 
to look at her friend. She could feel a flush 
spreading against the fair skin of her neck and 
cheeks. She was blushing and she didn't know if it was 
because she was embarrassed, or if it was because she 
could not remember the last time she was this turned 
on.

While they waited for the next car to pass them on the 
road, she folded her slightly trembling hands in her 
lap and tried to keep them still. She could feel her 
too fast heart beat keeping time. Everything has 
slowed down in a surreal way.

Then Kathy burst out in laughter, and when she saw 
why, her stomach flipped. The next car had a family in 
it; mother, two sons and a father behind the wheel. 
She had vowed to flash the next car that passed them 
and here she was, about to flash a whole family!

Yes, she was feeling nervous, but at the same time it 
was exciting her. She took another look at the car 
through the side view mirror. The father looked bored. 
Mom was leaning her head against the side window and 
appeared to be dosing. The two boys in the back seat 
looked like they were both absorbed in their video 
games. So, the only one that would really see her was 
the dad. This could work.

Kathy started releasing the gas pedal a little at a 
time so their speed was slowing but not noticeably. 
They were in the fast lane, but there weren't a lot of 
other cars on the road. The Family SUV began to catch 
up with them and was about to overtake them. With a 
few deep breaths Ginger unbuttoned another two buttons 
on her blouse and made sure it would open wide enough 
for her needs. Her nipples were almost painfully hard, 
and her breath was catching in a ragged stream.

"Here they come," Kathy said. "Get ready."

Ginger turned half way around in the seat and knelt on 
it so her chest was above the level of the window 
sill. Just as the car pulled even with them, and the 
father casually looked her way to see who was in the 
car next to him, she ripped open her blouse. But 
that's not all. She wanted to make an impression. So 
she started pinching and pulling her tits. Partly to 
turn him on, partly because she couldn't stand it; 
they were begging to be touched. This whole scenario 
was only making her hotter and hotter.

Just when she was really getting into it she heard 
another bark of laughter form Kathy who started 
slamming the horn. Everyone in the car heard it and 
looked in their direction. Suddenly instead of one 
wide eyed man looking at her she had four people, 
including his wife and their two teenage boys. 
Everyone was watching her tweak her nipples with a 
vacant look of desire on her face. Then everyone 
panicked!

The father started yelling at his wife that it was all 
a big misunderstanding, the mother was screaming at 
him, or her. She didn't know which. Both of the boys 
in the back had their eyes GLUED to her. The SUV was 
swerving and she was ducking down in her seat trying 
to cover herself up again. Kathy was laughing at her 
like a lunatic and she felt more embarrassed than she 
ever had in her life.

But she also felt really turned on.

Kathy slammed the accelerator and they sped past the 
lumbering SUV and down the road. Now both of them were 
laughing and having a good time.

"Felt good, right?" Kathy asked.

"Oh god it felt good," she said, still slumped down in 
the seat of the car.

"When I did it I was wet for day after! It was all I 
could do to keep from fingering myself in the car. I 
bet it turned you on too." she joked and then reached 
down and started tickling Ginger. First under the arm 
and then when she flinched away down her stomach.

"Stop it," Ginger protested.

Before she did, Kathy's hand ventured a little too far 
down and touched the crotch of Ginger's matching white 
shorts. Maybe it was intentional, maybe it wasn't but 
it took Ginger completely off guard. Her breath caught 
and her whole back arched in ecstasy. Just that one 
probing touch right in the right place was almost 
enough to make her come. She quickly pushed Kathy's 
hand away and tried to change the subject.

"Okay Ms. Showoff. It's your turn!" Ginger challenged. 
"If you think it's so hot, let me see what you have.

"Gladly. Just switch places with me!"

The road was mostly empty on this Friday morning so 
they didn't feel the need to pull over. What followed 
was a complicated struggle of Kathy sliding under 
Ginger as the two of them traded places in the car. As 
their two bodies slid over one another from left to 
right, and they groped for hand holds to move them 
faster into position there seemed to be a lot of extra 
touching going on. 

At one point, when they were almost over, Ginger 
reached to her right and her hand slipped completely 
inside of the striped halter shirt that Kathy was 
wearing. It was a clumsy move, and completely 
unintentional, but for just a second she found herself 
holding her best friend's breast.

"That's it," Kathy said. "Just grab hold of it if you 
want it."

Ginger yanked her hand back, embarrassed. In another 
moment they had finished the cross over and both of 
them were settling into their new positions.

Without another word Kathy reached back behind her 
neck and pulled the place where the halter tied over 
her head from back to front. Her breasts were much 
larger than her friend's, but they also sagged more 
and releasing them from their confinement showed their 
weight as they settled. Her nipples were hard and 
dark, and both of the women knew it wasn't just from 
the cold air.

"So how am I going to top you?" Kathy Asked.

"What do you mean?"

"Well I can't just show my tits to the next car that 
passes by," she said. She had completely removed her 
shirt and was sitting in the passenger's side without 
any attempt to cover up. Her heavy breasts bounced 
softly as the car vibrated down the road. Ginger found 
it harder and harder to keep her eyes off her friend. 
She made a concerted effort to watch the road. "That's 
what you did. If it's my turn, I have to outdo you, 
right?"

"I guess," Ginger replied.

"So what am I going to do?"

"Are you looking for me to dare you to do something?"

"That's it!" Kathy said. "Dare me. We'll make a game 
of it."

"Alright, okay. We'll make a game of it." Ginger 
thought for a long moment and couldn't help but feel a 
little envious of the size of her friend's breasts. 
"The next car that comes by, I want you to flash them, 
and while you are, I want you to suck on your own 
tit."

"What?!" Kathy exclaimed.

"You said you wanted a dare and you wanted to outdo 
me, well that's how you do it. I want you to suck on 
your own tit when the next car comes by."

"Okay, I'll do it," Kathy said a little breathlessly. 
She placed her arms over her head for a moment to 
stretch. Ginger watched her movements like a hawk. Her 
lithe body was toned and firm. Her armpits had been 
recently shaved and were clean and smooth. That made 
her think of Kathy's pussy which she claimed she 
shaved clean, but Ginger had never actually seen. The 
air in the car seemed to grown thicker as she was 
thinking about that. She had to face the fact that she 
was very turned on by this.

Ginger had never really been attracted to girls, not 
in that way. But at the same time, she was a little 
curious. Not that she wanted to turn lesbian or 
anything, but... it may just be nice to let another 
woman touch her. To feel another woman's fingers 
touching her... somewhere private...

She was startled out of her reverie by a sharp intake 
of breath from the passenger's side. She looked and 
saw that an 18 wheeler was pulling even with them in 
the middle lane. Kathy was breathing heavy and 
shallow, and it was making her breasts rise and fall 
with her chest. Her dark nipples could not have been 
any harder.

Following the same procedure that Ginger had done she 
knelt in the passenger's seat and faced the window. 
She was cupping her breasts.

"Honk the horn"

"What?" Ginger asked.

"Honk the horn, he doesn't see me."

Ginger gave the horn one good toot then another. 
Suddenly the massive truck jerked slightly toward 
them, but recovered quickly. Truck drivers were more 
focused on driving than most people.

Kathy started by pinching and pulling her nipples, 
just like Ginger had. But that wasn't good enough for 
this stretch of the bet. So she lifted her left breast 
to her mouth and began tonging her nipple. After a 
moment or two she took it into her mouth and sucked on 
it.

Even from the driver's seat Ginger could see the truck 
driver transfixed on the free show he was getting. She 
hazarded a glimpse at the road, not wanting to miss 
her friend's performance, but also intently trying to 
stay alive.

When Kathy was done with that breast she released it 
from captivity and went on to her right one. She 
repeated the same process of licking and then sucking 
on her tit. Whether it was part of the show or not, 
Ginger saw Kathy's hand dip between her legs for just 
a moment. That seemed to startle her out of the act. 
She scooted down on the seat and hid her face.

"Go, just go!" She said. She was giggling and hiding 
her face against the door of the car.

Ginger slammed on the accelerator and they easily over 
took the slow moving truck. In a few minutes they were 
down the highway and he was no longer even in sight.

"Oh, my god!" Kathy said. "I think I got a little 
carried away there."

"I'll say. It was really hot though." Ginger's heart 
was beating just a little too fast. Her skin felt 
flushed and she just knew that if she took off her 
panties right now they would be soaked. She had no 
doubt that Kathy was feeling the same way.

By bits and pieces Kathy seemed to recover until she 
was sitting up fully in her seat. Her skin was still 
flushed and she had a somewhat distant look in her 
eyes.

"So I guess it's your turn," Kathy said with an evil 
grin.

"I guess it is," she replied uneasily. Kathy could 
have a down right evil side to her when it came to 
things like this. She liked to push boundaries. Just 
when Kathy was about to open her mouth and say 
something she was saved by the bell. "There's the exit 
for the hotel."

Ginger turned quickly and got off the interstate. Now 
that they were on surface roads there were a lot more 
opportunities for someone to see into the car so Kathy 
hurried up and put her stripped halter top back on.

The hotel was a luxury resort right on the beach and 
they had no trouble finding it. It was the kind of 
place that had a spa and clothing shops built into it. 
The service was excellent and the prices were high, 
but they could afford it this weekend.

They checked in, and waited for a bell hop to come get 
their bags and show them to their room. While they 
were waiting Kathy started grinning and Ginger felt 
trouble on the way.

"It's your turn, right?" she asked.

"We're not playing anymore. That was a road game."

"Oh, we're still playing all right. And it's your 
turn." Kathy said.

"Hey, I didn't agree to that. On the road was fun but 
here is different. It's much more up-close and 
personal."

"That's the point," she said. "The whole point is to 
outdo one another. So here's what you are going to do. 
I want you to flash the bellhop in the elevator."

"What? I can't do that."

"Sure you can. Unbutton that little white blouse of 
yours and tie it at the bottom so it gaps at the top. 
Then stand on the side of him in the elevator. He will 
be able to see your breast. I dare you!"

"Okay," Ginger said, almost without thinking about it. 
In fact she had opened her mouth to say no, but she 
said yes instead. She ducked into a ladies room in the 
lobby and locked the door. She was breathing hard 
again, her excitement building.

She still wasn't wearing a bra. She took off her white 
sleeveless blouse and looked in the mirror. Her 
breasts had never been very large, but they were 
always wonderfully shaped with just the right upturn 
to her soft pink nipples. Of course they weren't that 
soft right now.

She gave them a little squeeze, and it felt so good 
she pinched the nipples a bit. A couple of years ago 
she had made the decision to have them enhanced. Sure 
they still weren't as large as Kathy's, but they had 
always been shaped better.

Hurriedly she shrugged back into her blouse and tied 
the tails together in front. It took a few tries to 
get it just right, but in the end it gapped open at 
the top. From the front it looked like an ordinary 
shirt. But if you were standing close to her and to 
the side you could see right down her top to her 
nipples. She smiled at the work and left the bathroom.

"Okay, I'm ready" Ginger said. She turned to the side, 
first one way, and then the other for Kathy to see.

"You sure are," she said. "And just in time."

Right then a young Hispanic man about 22 came up to 
take their bags. He was about 10 years younger than 
the girls, but it didn't matter. They were smoking hot 
and they knew it. Ginger entered the elevator first so 
she was standing at the back. The porter followed her 
in and stood facing the doors. Kathy came in last and 
stood in the front.

When the doors closed Ginger asked "Excuse me, is the 
pool opened?" She said lamely.

The young man turned to look at her, but never got the 
reply out. As soon as he looked over he was greeted by 
a front row view of the pretty blonde's breasts, 
completely exposed from his angle. His mouth hung open 
dumbly.

"Excuse me, I asked if the pool is open?" She repeated 
kindly in a motherly tone.

"Uhhh, yes ma'am. The pool is definitely open." He 
still had not broken his stare.

Just at that time Kathy turned around and said "Do you 
see something there that you like?"

That snapped him out of his stupor and he looked back 
at the front of the car. "Oh, yes ma'am. I mean no 
ma'am. I mean I wasn't looking at anything."

Kathy turned back to the front and tried to hold back 
her giggles. The young porter's face could not have 
been any redder. Ginger closed her shirt a little, but 
mainly she just felt alive; alive for the first time 
in a long time.

Their room was a suite. It was two master bedrooms, 
with their own bathrooms, and connected by a living 
room and a small kitchenette. It was done in 
traditional pinks and tans of a nice hotel in Florida. 
A little garish, but it was fine for short term. The 
porter was tipped (again) and the girls had the room 
to themselves.

"That was wild!' Ginger said.

"I know, that guy couldn't keep his eyes off of you. 
And why should he?" With that she walked up to her 
friend and arranged her blouse so that it gapped open 
again. "Damn, hot! So, how about a drink?"

"Sure, but here in the room or down at the bar."

"Both, but here in the room first. Then we can take a 
little nap. Bar later. How does that sound?"

"Okay," Ginger said. She went over to the phone and 
called for room service. "Can you bring up two frozen 
margaritas?" she asked politely.

"With tequila shots on the side," Kathy suggested to 
her.

"And can you bring 4 tequila shots also? Great, 
thanks." Ginger hung up the phone and turned to Kathy. 
"Hey, guess what," she said.

"What?"

"It's your turn!"

"Oh, okay. Now that's it's my turn you are eager to 
continue the game. Just remember that if I take 
another turn you have to too."

"That's okay; I have something really good for you."

"Oh do tell..." Kathy said.

"Well, you know how you're always telling me that you 
completely shave your... well down there?"

"Yes..." Kathy said hesitantly.

"Well, I dare you to go put on a long shirt and 
nothing else. When the waiter comes with the drinks 
you have to find a way to let him see. Either raise 
your arms up, or turn around and bend over to pick 
something up. But you have to let him see your shave 
job. Unless of course... you're chicken."

"Oh, bitch don't even start with me. I'll take this 
much further than you will and you know it. If you 
really want me to do this, you better prepare for the 
worst."

"I dare you," Ginger said.

"Okay, I'm going to go change now."

They both went to their separate rooms. Ginger was 
really worried about what Kathy would ask her to do 
next. She could feel her anxiety, but more than that 
she felt excited. When she was on the elevator 
something had snapped in her. It wasn't Kathy pushing 
her into the game anymore; she wanted to be in the 
game. Not only was she turned on by it all, but she 
felt younger and alive and wasn't feeling burdened by 
a house note or a job... or even a husband. That 
thought was scary. But it was also exciting.

She decided that she wanted to be comfortable but sexy 
also. She fished in her bag for her little black 
bikini. She had ordered it online and it was small. 
There wasn't enough fabric on the whole thing to make 
a decent lamp shade. She wanted it to turn john on, 
but maybe she could use it to turn on someone else. 
Maybe that would be more fun.

She started by taking all of her clothes off in the 
bathroom. Predictably her panties were soaked. She 
briefly considered masturbating, but she wanted to let 
her desire build. Who knew what was coming later in 
the day.

The little black bikini had spaghetti straps. A small, 
narrow strip of material ran between her legs and it 
tied on both hips. Only a slender string ran between 
the cheeks of her ass. The top was another adventure. 
The shapes of the cups were nice, and accented her 
curves, but there was not a lot of material there. 

The real change for her is that the bikini was 
unlined. There was no protective layer of padding 
under the cloth to hide the shape of her nipples, 
especially when it was wet. Even in the dry bathroom 
the shape of her nipples were clearly visible through 
the material. She tied it low to make more of her 
cleavage visible. She realized quickly that she would 
have to constantly monitor the small top or else her 
nipples would be showing.

Looking at the effect in the mirror it was truly a 
scandalously small bikini. She loved it!

When she came out of her large room and into the 
sitting room Kathy was already there. Of course she 
was, she had a lot less to put on. She was standing in 
front of the picture window, staring at the beach down 
below.

All she was wearing was a white tee that stopped just 
below her ample ass. It looked like an older shirt, 
large and comfortable but also a little thread bare in 
places. Her bare legs were nothing short of gorgeous, 
all the way from the floor to where they disappeared 
under the shirt. Both girls worked out a lot, but one 
of Kathy's best features was her thighs, hard and 
lean.

When she heard Ginger enter the room she turned 
around, looking a little embarrassed. She pulled at 
the bottoms of the loose shirt, but even then it only 
reached an inch or two below her crotch. It was 
obvious from all the way across the room that she was 
not wearing any panties. Nothing would be small enough 
to fit under there and not be seen.

"Are you sure you want me to do this? You know what 
this means for you?" Kathy asked.

"Yes, I'm sure. He should be here in about five 
minutes. How are you going to do it?"

"Well, I thought I would drop his tip on the ground 
right in front of me. When he bent over to get it, he 
would be able to see right up the bottom of the shirt. 
He would only be inches away."

"Wow, that's really hot. A perfect stranger's face 
only inches away from your bare vag. Are you sure you 
are up for it?"

"Yeah, but you better not flake out on me when it's 
your turn."

"I'm done flaking out," Ginger said. "Now let me see."

"Let you see what?"

"Let me see it! You are always telling me how shaved 
it is, I want to see. Come here". Ginger sat down 
cross legged on the sofa. It was low to the ground. 
When Kathy crossed the room to stand in front of her 
it gave her an eye level view of her puss.

Without waiting to be asked Ginger reached up and 
pulled her friend's shirt up a few inches. All she 
could do was stare. It was GORGEOUS! She had never 
seen another woman's pussy like this before.

It was shaved as bare as any baby's butt. Kathy was 
obviously very turned on. Her scent was almost 
overpowering. Ginger felt her mouth water at the 
possibilities. Kathy's lips were full and she just 
knew that if she touched her, her fingers would slip 
right into to her moist pussy. Her heart was racing. 
Her blood was boiling.

"Look," Kathy said. "Completely shaved." With that she 
reached a hand down and pulled her lips up and open 
with two fingers. There was not a trace of a hair or 
stubble anywhere.

Just then there was a knock at the door. It startled 
both girls out of their trance. Ginger dropped the 
shirt and leaned back in the couch and looked away 
from her friend. Kathy smoothed the front of her shirt 
and took several deep breaths. She crossed the room to 
answer the door.

As soon as Kathy had turned her back, Ginger's hand 
darted between her legs. The fingers of her right hand 
deftly found the tiny top of her bikini bottoms and 
slipped into them. She was beyond wet. She was soaking 
through the fabric of her tiny bottoms. Her breath 
caught when her index finger touched her clit. It was 
hard and swollen and nothing had ever felt so good in 
her life. She ventured lower and slipped a finger 
inside of herself, as deep as she could go. But just 
as fast as it had started, Kathy had made it all the 
way to the door. She quickly pulled her hand out from 
between her legs and tried to look casual. She wanted 
to see the show. Her index finger left a sticky trail 
up her stomach.

At the door there was a second knock and Kathy 
answered it. The waiter was standing behind a silver 
cart that contained the drinks they had ordered. Two 
frozen margaritas and four generous shot glasses of 
tequila. He was an older man, maybe around 60 and his 
name tag said "Nick".

To his credit he had a lot more composure than the 
young man in the elevator had. He looked at the 
beautiful blond woman at the door and never broke his 
smile, even though his eyes did course up and down her 
lithe body, drinking every bit of her in.

After making the appropriate greetings he pushed the 
cart into the room and fumbled a bit waiting for a 
tip. Kathy went to hand it to him, and just before it 
touched his hand she dropped it.

"Oopsie," she singsonged.

"No problem, ma'am. I'll get it." He said. He was a 
man used to hard work all his life and instead of 
bending at the waist he squatted down on his haunches. 
He picked up the dropped bill and started back up, 
when he froze. He had a perfectly clear view up her 
shirt at her perfectly shaved and wet pussy. Her smell 
must have been intoxicating at that distance.

As casually as she possibly could she took half a step 
to the side, but only with her right foot making her 
legs spread.

"Did you get it?" She asked.

"Yes ma'am," He said but it was another long moment 
before he stood up. He was a smart guy. He knew that 
no woman does something like this by accident. If he 
was seeing this, she wanted him to see it. And he was 
not going to pass up the opportunity. Slowly he rose 
and he looked her right in the eyes before he said 
"Thank you, it's been a long day."

"Well, it's my pleasure, Nick" Kathy said.

When he turned to go, he was sporting a giant erection 
in his maroon waiter's pants. The pants were fairly 
loose, like he had purchased them a size too large on 
purpose. Still his cock was straining against the 
material to be free. He was huge.

Reluctantly he left the room, closing the door behind 
him.

"I wonder where he is going" Ginger asked.

"He's either going to beat off in the bathroom or fuck 
one of the maids in the storage closet," Kathy 
replied. They both laughed at that, and that helped to 
break some of the sexual tension in both of them. 
After all this was supposed to be fun, and honestly 
Ginger didn't want this to go too far. At least not 
yet.

"Shots!" Ginger exclaimed.

"Shots," Kathy agreed. She handed one to Ginger and 
took one for herself. She held her glass up and said, 
"To The Game!"

"To The Game!" Ginger agreed.

They did the first one, and then the second. Then each 
took their margaritas to go sit next to each other on 
the couch. Kathy had not bothered to change after 
their run in with Waiter Nick. When she sat the shirt 
pulled up to her navel.

"Hey Ginger, guess what?"

"What?"

"It's your turn," she said with evil in her smile.

To be continued?

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Author Note: As always I love hearing what you have to 
say about my stories. I always do my best to answer 
every email sent to me. Since this was a request 
story, and not my idea, I will forward anything for 
Ginger to her. She can decide if she wants to respond 
or not. Thanks 

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others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. 4-million people around the world 
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