All night long - Part 1 SeXStoRY

This is a work of fantasy fiction. Any resemblance between any of the characters is purely coincidental. I have never been to any states but GA, AL, FL and MD. Michelle and I decided when we got to the hotel that we would go down to the bar. We were both finally 21 and we could legally drink, now. There was a cute guy in the elevator when we got in and Michelle decided she would wink at him. And she did. The guy was standing in front but there was a mirror in front of him and I could see him checking Michelle out when she winked at him. He snapped his eyes to the front immediately. So, I was sure he saw her. I wondered what he would do as we slowly went toward the lobby. The car stopped on 8 and a woman got on and stood in front of Michelle. Then a man got on at 5. And finally the woman got off at 2 (the parking garage). At the first floor, the man got off and we stayed in the elevator. The guy didn't seem to know what to do. He took a step toward the door but then stopped then stuck his hand out to hold the door. We still didn't move. He looked back at us and when he looked at Michelle, she winked at him again. He seemed to almost panic, then. He had to be at least 25. And he really was cute. But he finally got off after fidgeting for almost a minute. After the doors closed we burst out laughing. Well, we were great at flirting. We scared off the first guy we tried it with. The elevator didn't go anywhere so I pushed the 1 button and the doors slid open. We got off and walked through the lobby looking for the bar. We found out from the desk that it was on floor 2. Oops. We took the big open stairs up to the second floor and went into the bar. It was a bit dark in there but the music wasn't bad. We found an empty table and sat down. The decor was pretty nice with some potted plants s**ttered around. But nothing that blocked viewing much. Just something to help deaden carried sound and conversations. There was a piano in the corner with a microphone on it. And two servers plus the bartender. There was a menu behind the bar with some dishes you could order from the restaurant in the hotel. Almost immediately after we sat down, one of the lounge lizards came over and introduced his sad self. The guy had to be at least 35. His shirt was open almost to his belly button and displayed all three of his chest hairs prominently. He also had on what looked like a rope made of gold. He sat down, uninvited and proceeded to make a nuisance of himself. We told him we were there to meet someone. His reply was, "and here I am. Now that you've met me, you girls want to go somewhere better?" "Are you coming with us?", Michelle asked. "Of course, darlin'", he said. "Then, no, we're staying here. Bye bye, have fun.", she hammered home. "Oh, don't be like that girly. Ole Chuck here'll take good care of you, two." We both rolled our eyes and picked up our bags. We started to get up to leave. Only then did the server show up. "I see you've met Chuck, the public nuisance", she said. "Yeah, we've had the displeasure", replied Michelle. "Oh, come on, now ladies. I'm not all bad. I'm a nice guy ain't I Karen." "Um, let me see", said the server apparently named Karen, "Um, no, Chuck, you are all bad. And you get worse every time I come to work." She looked back at me then Michelle. "Can I get you ladies anything? Maybe get rid of Chuck for you?" I asked, "Could you do that, please? There's a nice tip in it for you." "Say no more!", she said and headed toward the bar. I watched her walk away. Her short skirt swishing back and forth as she walked. Her shoulder length chestnut brown hair flowing in the breeze as she walked. She had lovely long, shapely legs wearing medium dark hose. She was wearing a scoop neck print top with capped sleeves. Her cleavage was easily visible and rather deep. She had light brown skin that could either be a tan or just her natural skin tone. Either way her skin was clear and beautiful. She had hazel eyes and a pretty face with a narrow mouth with full lips, a small upturned nose and fine brows. She was wearing very little makeup but was still quite pretty. At least she didn't have her skin tone on her face a different color than the rest of her body. I'd seen that so many times before. It's an easy mistake to make if you don't really know your skin. She did have a certain glow to her face. It was quite attractive. And her eyes were beautiful. The kind where the lights are on and someone is home. We sat there looking at Chuck who was watching the bar. We saw Karen talking to the bartender then saw the bartender reach down under the bar. When I glanced at Chuck he was halfway to the door of the bar. I nudged Michelle and pointed at him and she looked then grinned at me. We were all smiles when Karen came back. "Well, that works for a while. But he's too stupid to get the message. One day someone is going to hurt him. Karl there behind the bar is my b*****r. He got me this job. All I have to do is tell him Chuck has been hitting on me again. He goes for that Cubs baseball bat and Chuck is gone for at least a couple of hours." "Well, thanks, Karen. We aren't used to guys that dumb. Most get the hint pretty quickly and just leave us alone. We aren't here to pick up guys." "Well, what I can I get for you ladies, then? Oh, and I'll need to see your IDs, please, if it's alcoholic." "Um, can I have a cranberry vodka, please", Michelle asked. "And I'd like a white wine", I said. "I'll try to keep the guys off you, lovely ladies tonight. But I get off at 10. I can't promise anything after that." "Well, that's okay. You don't have to promise anything.", said Michelle, "But it's nice to know you get off at 10." "So, you girls are from out of town, yeah?" "Yeah, we're from Atlanta", I said. "Are you from Chicago?" "Me? Oh, no. I'm from Janesville, Wisconsin. I came to Chicago a couple of years ago to look for a job." "You girls have a pretty accent", She said. "You don't seem to have much of an accent", I said. Michelle nodded. "It's the midwest accent", she said, "It's how they teach newscasters and actors to talk. So it doesn't sound like we have an accent around here. Or, at least, not much of one." "What kind of job have you been looking for, here", Michelle asked. "Oh, I have a degree from University of Wisconsin in chemical engineering. I figured I might be able to find a job using that here. I'm just about to give up though and maybe try Milwaukee. Let me put your drink orders in and I'll be back in a few." "What's a 'cranberry vodka'", I asked Michelle. "I dunno'. Stacie ordered one when we went out Saturday night", she said. "She wouldn't let you try it?" "No, she said that she wasn't going to jail for contributing to the delinquent of a minor no matter how nice my tits were." Then she pointedly looked at my boobs and said, "I wonder if she'd let you try it?" We both laughed at that. My 32F boobs got lots of stares and it seemed like everyone wanted to put their hands on them. Stacie was a bit of a titty hound so, she might just let me try her drink. "You know, she just might let me try it." "She'd probably buy you one." And we both laughed again. Michelle is my best friend and lover. But we both date other women as well as guys. She also knows that my tits are about all that some people look at where I'm concerned. I know Michelle loves me. So, we can joke about it. "You think Chuck will be back any time soon", I asked. "I dunno'. Maybe. Karen said he usually comes back in a couple of hours." "Yeah. Let's just leave if he comes back and won't beat it when we tell him to just get lost." "Okay, sweetie. That Karen is rather pretty, isn't she?" "Yeah, she is. Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" "If you're thinking that we may not even have to leave the hotel to find a playmate then the answer is, 'yes'." "Well, that's not what I'm thinking?" "Really? What were you thinking, then?" "I was thinking that you were thinking that we may not even have to leave the hotel to find a playmate tonight." "Wow, that's uncanny! That was exactly what I was thinking", Michelle said with a wicked grin on her face. "I know. You were thinking that, too." "You read my mind so well. What am I thinking, now?" "Um, let me see", I put my fingertips to my temples and squinted my eyes. "You look like you're constipated", she said as she poked me in the arm. "Oh, gee, thanks", I said dropping my hands to the table. "You're welcome. So, what was I thinking, then?" "I love you, Deb?" "Yep, got it in one." "Of course", I said. And we continued talking and laughing with each other. Karen came back with our drinks. "Okay ladies, here you go. I need to see those IDs, now. And I can tell a fake. I've been trained." I looked at her as if I was astonished, "A fake?!? From US?!? How could you ever suspect your two best friends in the room of using fake IDs", I said acting hurt. She laughed, "Well, I have to say that. Of course, I would never suspect you guys, my two best friends in the room, of using fake IDs. You would never to such a thing with a close friend like me." I pressed on."Oh, I don't know. I saw that look when you said, it. I think you were suspecting that I might be using a fake ID since I'm so small. I must be a k**, right? That's what you were thinking." She looked at me after trying to look our IDs over and trying not to laugh. "Come on, guys, give me a break. They make me say that. And I really do have to be careful. You guys could be trying to play me." "I know, honey", I said. "I know you're just doing your job. It's okay, we wouldn't pull anything like that. Take your time and look at them. Right Deb." Michelle picked up on it without missing a beat, "That's right Michelle, we would never try anything like that with our new besty here." "Wait a minute, which of you is Michelle?" "I am", I said. "I thought I was", Michelle said. "Didn't Mike say that my name was Michelle on those and your name was Debra?" "No, I said, I'm Michelle and you're Debra". Karen was looking back and forth at us then at our IDs. She looked like she was going to cry, then she smiled. "Okay guys, very funny. I saw you guys smiling at each other." "Yeah, you caught us", Michelle said. "We would never really pull that on you. We might try something else with you. But not that." "Oh? And what might something else be? Telling me you're broke?" I handed Karen our my key for our hotel room, "No, Karen. We're not broke. We're guests in this hotel." "What's this for", she asked. "Well, you could charge our drinks to our room for a start", Michelle said. "Oh, yeah. I wasn't thinking. Most of the people we get in here are locals. Let me go start your room tab. I'll be right back with your key." "Oh that's aright, Karen. Just keep it. We've got another", I said. And Karen headed back to the bar but stopped at another table to respond to a customer, first. "Do you think we laid it on too thick", I asked. "I don't know. She seems to like us. And she's been giving your boobs the eye." "Yeah, I saw that but pretended I didn't notice. She was also checking you out while I was talking to her." "Well, not really checking me out. She was looking at my chest then my face and back and forth." "Hmmm, we might have a winner already." "That would be nice. It would give us longer to hang out with her. I almost wish we had more than a couple of nights here. I like her as more than just a sex partner." "Yeah, I like her, too. That could get pretty messy, though. How would we deal with a relationship triangle like that? I don't want anything coming between you and me, Michelle", I said. "I don't either, lover. It would take a lot to get between us. Besides that's why we came here for this." "It's a long way to come just for a fuck." "Yeah, maybe we'll have found a long term friend." "With benefits?" "Yeah, I guess so. We could always suggest she move to Atlanta if things don't go well for her here." "Maybe. But let's just see what happens tonight before we plan out the rest of our lives." "Oh, you're right. Let's just try to stay in the moment." And she was back with a plastic card and a smile. "Okay, ladies. Here's your bar tab card. You can pay this when you leave or we can charge your tab to your room if you don't pay in the bar. You can pay this at that little machine out in the entry way for the bar, it's always outside the door. So you can pay it at any time. It will take credit cards, debit cards, cash, paypal or bank-drafts even." And she handed the card to me. "Can I get you lovely ladies anything else?" "Lovely? Me? Her?" I asked pretending to be surprised. "Are you k**ding? Look at us? You think _we're_ lovely?!?" She looked a little defensive at first but she saw our smiles, "Yes, actually I do think you're both lovely." Michelle replied, "Not as lovely as you are, Karen." She said it with a smile on her face. When Karen looked at me, I smiled sweetly and nodded. "You're a very lovely girl, Karen. Very lovely", I said. Her expression was blank for a moment then she smiled. "You guys are sweet. Thank you. Did my b*****r put you up to this?" "No, Karen. We've never met your b*****r. I meant what I said", I said. "So did I", joined in Michelle. For a split second, Karen looked like she would cry. "You guys really are sweet. You're not trying to get out of paying your tab are you?" "Wow, you are a suspicious one", I laughed. "Well, I see all types in here. And you wouldn't believe how many of these folks try everything they can think of to get out of paying for their booze." "It's okay, Karen. We understand. And, no we're not trying to run any kind of scam on you." "Well, I get the impression you guys are trying something. But I don't know what it might be." "It might be that we're just trying to pick you up", I said. "Why would you guys want to pick me up", Karen asked. "Well, look at you girl. You're a pretty woman. You're intelligent, you're quick on your feet and you're just fun to talk to. Why wouldn't we be trying to pick you up", I asked her. "But you guys don't know me. I might be a real bitch." "Well, when you pick someone up, you're not looking for something long term. You're looking for something for that night. If it turns into more than that. Then you deal with it then", Michelle said. "You guys want me to hang out with you tonight? Is that it?" "Well, yeah", we said in unison. We shared a glance at each other and a smile. Karen looked at me then at Michelle. "I don't know guys. I mean we just met." "It's okay, Karen. Take your time to think it over. We'll be here until 10", Michelle said. "Do you mean just hang out like watch TV or play video games and stuff. Or are you talking about sex?" "I think we'd like to spend the time with you and just see what develops. Is that okay with you?", I said to her. Michelle nodded her head. "You've already seen our IDs, Karen. You can always tell your b*****r where you're going and the hotel has our information", Michelle said. "Come on, we like you. We're not going to hurt you. I wouldn't dream of it." I nodded my head. "Well, just give me 'til I get off my shift and I'll give you an answer. Okay?" "Yeah, that's fine, Karen." Michelle nodded her assent. Karen walked away and I couldn't help but watch her walk. She really did have great legs and a beautiful butt. We sat and talked and watched the clock as well as watched the other patrons. We enjoyed our first drinks ever. I found I liked white wine. It took a little getting used to, but the taste was quite pleasant. I took a sip of Michelle's drink and I didn't care for it. I don't really like cranberries anyway. She seemed to think it was okay, though. She only drank about half of it before the ice melted and Karen brought her another. I had a second glass of wine and I was feeling very mellow when 10pm finally rolled around. Fortunately, it seemed that we had seen the last of Chuck. Karen came over to our table and asked if she could get us anything else. She was going off shift and wanted to make sure we got what we wanted. Michelle said, "Well, you know what we want, Karen. And it's not more drinks." That seemed pretty direct to me. I decided I would add my two cents. "Come on, Karen, we'll have fun together. We can put on a movie on the cable and girl-talk or whatever suits your fancy." "That's sounds like fun, actually", Karen said. "If you girls will give me about ten minutes to check out and change, I'll be ready to go. Okay?" We both nodded. That was plenty fine with us. Then Chuck walked in the bar. I didn't see him but Michelle did. She pointed him out to me. "He's right there behind that couple at the table there on the far wall. See him?" I looked for a bit and couldn't see him. Then that couple left and I could see him. It looked like he was trying to watch us. I decided to talk to Karl, the bartender. I got up and was a little unsteady on my feet. I don't know why. I made my way to the bar zigzagging between the tables full of customers. Karen and Karl were both behind the bar. Karen was running her charges. Karl was making a drink for a customer at the bar. "Hi, um, Karl, right", I ventured. He looked up at me and said, "Yeah, that's me. Wait just a moment if you don't mind. I'm working on a customer. I'll be right with you." Karen looked up and saw me and tilted her head a she looked at me. "Everything okay? Is there a problem or do you need something else?" "Chuck's back", I said. "And it looks like he's watching us." "Crap! That moron is going to get himself killed one day. Karl, honey, can you deal with Chuck when you finish there?" "What? Uh, yeah, okay. Is he bothering you girls", Karl asked me. "Um, not yet. But I think he's watching us. I don't know what he's up to. But we're leaving in a few minutes and I'd rather he didn't follow us." "Oh, don't worry. I'll make sure he doesn't follow you", said Karl. And he picked up the phone and cradled it in his neck. He worked on the drink he was building with one hand and dialed the phone with the other. "Security please", I heard Karl say. "Hey, yeah, this is Karl over at the bar. We have someone here who is bothering our paying customers and hotel guests. Could you send someone over to deal with him, please?" He paused for moment. "Yeah, it's Chuck. Chuck Thomas." Another pause. "Right the owner's b*****r." pause "Okay, thank you. Have a great night. Thanks." And he hung up the phone and finished the drink. "Hotel security is going to send someone over to detain Chuck and probably put him out on the street again. He's been barred from the hotel twice already. This might make it permanent", she said to me. "Well, thank you very much, Karl", I replied. And I tipped him with a ten dollar bill. "Thanks!", he said. And he stuffed the folded note into the tip jar. I headed back to our table only to see Chuck sitting there with Michelle. She looked at me and mouthed the words "help me". As I walked up to the table, I told Chuck that he was going to have a visitor. "Really? Someone's going to visit me, here? How do they know I'm here, now?" "Well, you must come here a lot", I said. "I guess I do. I really like Karen. She's a sweetheart and she's so pretty." "I think if that's all it was, no one would know you were here, would they, Chuck", Michelle asked. "Uh, I don't know. All I ever do is come by and talk to people." "You don't sit here in the bar and watch women", I asked. "Uh, well, no, not really. I was trying to see if Karl was watching for me. He doesn't like me to talk to his s****r, Karen." "You don't say", I said. "Well, I think your visitor is here." Chuck looked around the bar for a minute. Then said, "No, I don't see anybody here that I know except for Cliff over there. And he works for the hotel. He wouldn't come to visit me. We're not friends." And then Cliff was standing at our table behind Chuck. "Chuckie, I hear you've been bothering our guests. You know we've had a talk about that before. Come on with me to my office so we can talk about it again." And he took Chuck's upper arm in his grip. Cliff wasn't tall but he was wide. His neck was wider than his head. And you could easily see the bulges of big muscles under his jacket. "Um, well, uh, okay. I guess I'll see you ladies later. Sorry you had to miss out. I can show you ladies a great time here in Chicago." And Chuck kept talking to us as Cliff led him out the door like an errant c***d on the playground. "Geez, what a character. I've seen some clueless guys, but, wow, that's scarey stupid." I said. "Are you okay, honey? You look a little pale. I didn't realize he had ambushed you when I came over here. Fortunately, Karl called hotel security. The guy got here pretty quickly." Michelle nodded toward the door of the bar. We could just see the top of the main stair case and two big blue suited men in white shirts and red ties were flanking Chuck as they herded him down the stairs. "Well, maybe that's the last we see of Chuck", I said. "I hope so", said Michelle. "He gives me the creeps. I didn't know what he might get up to. He was just totally oblivious to me asking him to go away. He acted like he heard me. But he never stopped talking and he kept coming closer. I thought he was going to get physical." "You were safe, honey. I don't think he would have tried anything here in the bar. After all, we know Karl has that baseball bat behind the bar and Chuck is afraid of him. Surely he wouldn't risk the wrath of Karl", I said. I was trying to sooth her by telling her she was in no danger. She just didn't want to have to deal with someone like Chuck on her own. I don't blame her. I wouldn't either. Especially since I'm so small. Michelle said, "Here comes Karen." And I turned to look. She looked as good walking toward us as she did walking away. "Okay guys, I'm all ready to go", Karen said. "I thought you were going to change clothes", Michelle said. "Oh. Did I say that? What I meant was I had to take my bar apron off. You might not even have noticed it. It's what I put tips, my order pad and other things in." Actually, neither Michelle nor I had noticed it. "So, let's get going, shall we?" I said. "Yes, let's show our new friend a good time, tonight", Michelle said with a big smile. I smiled my sexiest smile, too. Michelle handed me my bag and the three of us left the bar headed for the elevators. The elevator was empty when we got in. "What floor?", Karen asked. "12", Michelle and I said in unison. Karen pushed the button and the next stop was floor 12. We got off the elevator an promptly went the wrong way at first and ran out of hall. So, we backtracked and found our room. Michelle used her key and opened the door and let Karen and then me in. She closed the door and set the lock as Karen and I walked into the room. Michelle opened the door again and put the "Do Not Disturb" sign on the door handle then closed the door and locked it again. I went put all our handbags on the desk and Michelle asked Karen, "What would you like to do first, Karen?"