Mootiwan
12-10-2007, 06:16 PM
The desert storm had dropped buckets of rain and there was no sign of letting up. It wasn't a night that one would typically go out but we only had two days in Arizona to share together so we had to make the best of it. We took a drive in a random direction and hoped that it would lead us to a nice quiet place where we could remain anonymous and enjoy some quiet conversation.
"How does this place look, Sis?"
"Looks fine to me. A little dangerous and that usually means excitement."
"Tell you what, I'll let you out here and park the car. If you feel like it, order me a beer and I'll meet you in a minute or two."
I watched as you made your way past a few cycles and into the door under the blinking neon light. Most of the letters weren't illuminated, much like the clientele, I joked to myself.
It seemed like everyone came to this place and finding a spot was nearly impossible. I pulled into a makeshift spot and was about to double-time it to the front when the skies opened up. "I'll wait it out" I thought to myself. A few more minutes had passed before I could make the mad dash to the front door. I walked in, wiped my feet and walked slowly in as my eyes adjusted to the dark, dank environment inside. I made a cursory search for you as I continued to walk to the main room of the joint. Smoke filled my lungs and unfamiliar glances impeded my path to the back of the place. It was a rough, but friendly crowd and they had been drinking since the rain had been falling, it seemed like.
After a short while I finally find you in the mass of jean jackets. You were at the bar standing in front of our beers talking to two younger guys. They were both ruggedly handsome, albeit rough around the edges. One of them, a guy with short brown curly hair, was inked up from his neck to his wrist and the other, a blonde, was in a white t-shirt and fairly buff, probably a result of his days working construction. You glanced over to me, giggled and shrugged your shoulders. I gave you a hand signal to let you know to continue on with what you had going. You picked up on it and ordered a second beer and offered both to your new friends. You all raised your glasses, toasted and chugged a good amount down. I ordered a beer and watched this scenario unfold from afar, growing more interested with each passing moment.
Your body language grew from uncertain to relaxed within minutes. Perhaps it was the beer, but I think it was the realization of a repressed fantasy taking place. Laughing led to casual touching and the guys were more than enjoying having you around. You didn't mind much either. The tattooed gent ordered another round of drinks and shots of whiskey to match the beers. I watched as all of you knocked back the shot and followed with a slug of beer. They were duly impressed with your drinking performance and let you know with high-fives. The blonde leaned into to whisper something into your ear and you were prepared to kiss him, but quickly realized that he was just asking you something. You seemed a bit unnerved but with perfect timing, the band changed their tune to a nice honky tonk song that seemed to be a crowd favorite. The blonde asked you to dance and as you were being dragged onto the floor, you grabbed the brown-haired guy and led him out as well.
As the music bounced and bumped, you did the same between these two men. Just as you grew closer to one, the other would pull you away. This game went on for a minute or two before the guys seemed to execute their plan. As you twirled to the beat, you ended up in the tattooed arms of the young stranger and he held you tightly as you danced together. The drinks, music and hint of danger intersected at this moment and you begged to be kissed and he obliged. Your mouths tugged at each other's until you felt the pull of the strapping blonde behind you. He too twirled you into his arms that encircled your petite frame. He pulled you close to him and while you lost a moment's concentration he gently pulled your head close and his lips met yours and you gave into him as you had moments earlier with his friend. With ease, you now bounced between two guys, each time giving a little more of yourself, but sharing equally. You felt lightheaded and somewhat out of control.
The music ended and with each one holding a hand, they led you back to the bar to finish your drinks. You looked to find me through the haze of smoke and the humming inside your head. We finally made eye contact and you looked at me as if to say 'I'm sorry' and I gave you a 'Don't worry about it' kind of hand motion. I couldn't have been more jealous at that moment but there was something inside of me that found this rather erotic and exciting. As much as I wanted to end it, I wanted to let you have some fun, too.
They asked if you wanted another drink, but you refused knowing your limit. They ordered two more and began to sip them as you all enjoyed a laugh amongst yourselves about what happened on the dance floor. There was feigned embarrassment on your part as their egos grew to near capacity. I could read the conversation to a degree by the body language that was being used. There was a sense of competition on their part, trying to land you, this beautiful stranger. There was playful jostling between the two, punctuated by sweet whispers into both of your ears. The flirtatious behavior continued for a few minutes and each was making gestures as if asking you which one you were going to choose. As they waited for your answer you leaned back and put both index fingers to your lips as if contemplating your decision. You glanced in my direction one more time, then in one motion, pointed your fingers into each of their chests and then pulled them towards you, passionately kissing each one. You had made your choice and you let them know for certain. You whispered into their ears 'I want both of you.'
With this declaration, the sudden shock on their faces was something to behold. Though I didn't know exactly what you said, the message was obvious. Their stunned faces said it all. They were unclear as to what the next step should be as their excitement took over their thought process. You looked as though you were waiting to follow their lead, but I sensed that it wouldn't be too wise to lose control of the situation, ending up in their territory. You glanced in my direction during a lull with a look that asked for help. I made my way over to the bar and asked to cash out as I stood next to you. Our bodies were touching and your electricity made my hair stand on end. You slid your hand behind your back and I softly rubbed it, squeezed it reassuringly and then placed one of our two hotel keycards into it. I could almost see a light turn on overhead and since I was within earshot, I could now hear your voice.
"Boys, my hotel is just down the road about a mile. Do you think I could get you guys to give me a ride?" The use of double entendre was so you and I had to smile as I tipped the bartender.
As they paid their check, I whispered to you "I will follow you in their car to 'have your back.' Once you get into the hotel parking lot, take the long way back to the room so I can clean up any clues that I'm with you. I'll be close, don't worry." With that, and your arm behind your back, you found my 'tickle spot' before you joined your two would-be paramours again. You wrapped your arms around the both of them as if to remind them of what's to come.
I made my way out in the parking lot and waited for the three of you to make your way into their vehicle. Aah... a pickup truck. Nice. Tattoo Man hopped in the driver's side and you slid in the middle with the blonde completing the Sissy sandwich. In the light of the bar's roadside sign, I could see that you turned and planted another wet open-mouth kiss on the driver and then on the blonde. You said something to them which had them adjusting themselves as the truck's engine warmed up. The two of them were looking at each other like two schoolboys, almost giggling and making facial expressions while you merely looked down for a short time. Whatever had your attention no longer had a grip on your vision, but it certainly did mine. I could see that your attention was divided between the two of them, as you looked right, then left. I noticed that you had one arm in either direction and that you had started a pumping motion with your arm as you looked at both of your lovers - up and then down. The truck wasn't going anywhere for the moment as they were being held captive in your spell. You knew that you couldn't stay there all night. You mentioned something to the driver and he nodded.
"How does this place look, Sis?"
"Looks fine to me. A little dangerous and that usually means excitement."
"Tell you what, I'll let you out here and park the car. If you feel like it, order me a beer and I'll meet you in a minute or two."
I watched as you made your way past a few cycles and into the door under the blinking neon light. Most of the letters weren't illuminated, much like the clientele, I joked to myself.
It seemed like everyone came to this place and finding a spot was nearly impossible. I pulled into a makeshift spot and was about to double-time it to the front when the skies opened up. "I'll wait it out" I thought to myself. A few more minutes had passed before I could make the mad dash to the front door. I walked in, wiped my feet and walked slowly in as my eyes adjusted to the dark, dank environment inside. I made a cursory search for you as I continued to walk to the main room of the joint. Smoke filled my lungs and unfamiliar glances impeded my path to the back of the place. It was a rough, but friendly crowd and they had been drinking since the rain had been falling, it seemed like.
After a short while I finally find you in the mass of jean jackets. You were at the bar standing in front of our beers talking to two younger guys. They were both ruggedly handsome, albeit rough around the edges. One of them, a guy with short brown curly hair, was inked up from his neck to his wrist and the other, a blonde, was in a white t-shirt and fairly buff, probably a result of his days working construction. You glanced over to me, giggled and shrugged your shoulders. I gave you a hand signal to let you know to continue on with what you had going. You picked up on it and ordered a second beer and offered both to your new friends. You all raised your glasses, toasted and chugged a good amount down. I ordered a beer and watched this scenario unfold from afar, growing more interested with each passing moment.
Your body language grew from uncertain to relaxed within minutes. Perhaps it was the beer, but I think it was the realization of a repressed fantasy taking place. Laughing led to casual touching and the guys were more than enjoying having you around. You didn't mind much either. The tattooed gent ordered another round of drinks and shots of whiskey to match the beers. I watched as all of you knocked back the shot and followed with a slug of beer. They were duly impressed with your drinking performance and let you know with high-fives. The blonde leaned into to whisper something into your ear and you were prepared to kiss him, but quickly realized that he was just asking you something. You seemed a bit unnerved but with perfect timing, the band changed their tune to a nice honky tonk song that seemed to be a crowd favorite. The blonde asked you to dance and as you were being dragged onto the floor, you grabbed the brown-haired guy and led him out as well.
As the music bounced and bumped, you did the same between these two men. Just as you grew closer to one, the other would pull you away. This game went on for a minute or two before the guys seemed to execute their plan. As you twirled to the beat, you ended up in the tattooed arms of the young stranger and he held you tightly as you danced together. The drinks, music and hint of danger intersected at this moment and you begged to be kissed and he obliged. Your mouths tugged at each other's until you felt the pull of the strapping blonde behind you. He too twirled you into his arms that encircled your petite frame. He pulled you close to him and while you lost a moment's concentration he gently pulled your head close and his lips met yours and you gave into him as you had moments earlier with his friend. With ease, you now bounced between two guys, each time giving a little more of yourself, but sharing equally. You felt lightheaded and somewhat out of control.
The music ended and with each one holding a hand, they led you back to the bar to finish your drinks. You looked to find me through the haze of smoke and the humming inside your head. We finally made eye contact and you looked at me as if to say 'I'm sorry' and I gave you a 'Don't worry about it' kind of hand motion. I couldn't have been more jealous at that moment but there was something inside of me that found this rather erotic and exciting. As much as I wanted to end it, I wanted to let you have some fun, too.
They asked if you wanted another drink, but you refused knowing your limit. They ordered two more and began to sip them as you all enjoyed a laugh amongst yourselves about what happened on the dance floor. There was feigned embarrassment on your part as their egos grew to near capacity. I could read the conversation to a degree by the body language that was being used. There was a sense of competition on their part, trying to land you, this beautiful stranger. There was playful jostling between the two, punctuated by sweet whispers into both of your ears. The flirtatious behavior continued for a few minutes and each was making gestures as if asking you which one you were going to choose. As they waited for your answer you leaned back and put both index fingers to your lips as if contemplating your decision. You glanced in my direction one more time, then in one motion, pointed your fingers into each of their chests and then pulled them towards you, passionately kissing each one. You had made your choice and you let them know for certain. You whispered into their ears 'I want both of you.'
With this declaration, the sudden shock on their faces was something to behold. Though I didn't know exactly what you said, the message was obvious. Their stunned faces said it all. They were unclear as to what the next step should be as their excitement took over their thought process. You looked as though you were waiting to follow their lead, but I sensed that it wouldn't be too wise to lose control of the situation, ending up in their territory. You glanced in my direction during a lull with a look that asked for help. I made my way over to the bar and asked to cash out as I stood next to you. Our bodies were touching and your electricity made my hair stand on end. You slid your hand behind your back and I softly rubbed it, squeezed it reassuringly and then placed one of our two hotel keycards into it. I could almost see a light turn on overhead and since I was within earshot, I could now hear your voice.
"Boys, my hotel is just down the road about a mile. Do you think I could get you guys to give me a ride?" The use of double entendre was so you and I had to smile as I tipped the bartender.
As they paid their check, I whispered to you "I will follow you in their car to 'have your back.' Once you get into the hotel parking lot, take the long way back to the room so I can clean up any clues that I'm with you. I'll be close, don't worry." With that, and your arm behind your back, you found my 'tickle spot' before you joined your two would-be paramours again. You wrapped your arms around the both of them as if to remind them of what's to come.
I made my way out in the parking lot and waited for the three of you to make your way into their vehicle. Aah... a pickup truck. Nice. Tattoo Man hopped in the driver's side and you slid in the middle with the blonde completing the Sissy sandwich. In the light of the bar's roadside sign, I could see that you turned and planted another wet open-mouth kiss on the driver and then on the blonde. You said something to them which had them adjusting themselves as the truck's engine warmed up. The two of them were looking at each other like two schoolboys, almost giggling and making facial expressions while you merely looked down for a short time. Whatever had your attention no longer had a grip on your vision, but it certainly did mine. I could see that your attention was divided between the two of them, as you looked right, then left. I noticed that you had one arm in either direction and that you had started a pumping motion with your arm as you looked at both of your lovers - up and then down. The truck wasn't going anywhere for the moment as they were being held captive in your spell. You knew that you couldn't stay there all night. You mentioned something to the driver and he nodded.