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I opened my eyes and hers were already fixed on me, watching. Every pulse brought out another grunt, and her eyes would narrow briefly in satisfaction. 

Ana smiled above her, continuing to play with Paige and herself. “Let me see it.”

Paige released me with one more loud pop, making sure to save it all, her hand massaged me briefly as she rose. She opened her mouth and let it spill out, down her chin, dripping and sliding between her breasts. “I love to wear it.” She said, gazing lustfully at Ana. 

That did it for Ana, her knees went weak and she fell forward onto the bed next to me. Her hips curled and her thighs quaked. She started to regain her composure but her voice came out as a gasp, “Oh fuck, that was a strong one.” She took a second more to recover then she looked me in the eyes and continued with a hungry rumble in her voice. “I want to go down on her with you.”

Paige excitedly fell on the bed between us. Ana and I approached her and lifted one of her legs on each of our shoulders. I got there first and spread her open for Ana. My wife moved in close, her tongue eagerly reaching for Paige’s throbbing clit.

A delighted giggle came from Paige as Ana’s tongue first touched her. It settled into a pleased moan as I joined my wife. we kissed and teased all the way from her ancles until our tongues met on our new toy’s clit. We always work well together, teasing and enjoying our new playmate until she joined us in postcoital bliss.

“Oh god, Y’all are so good to me.” Paige caught her breath as Ana and I moved to either side of her.

The trio of us lay together in the afterglow; Ana snuggled up to Paige while I sat back and looked over the two of them, stroking their hair.

“You should blow off your convention and spend the day with us, Paige.”  I watched her shift to look at me then ponder for a moment.

“We have your boss bent over a barrel. This is a paid vacation now.” Ana added leaning forward and kissing her neck.

I watched a pleased shiver sweep through our new friend’s body. Her eyes closed as her internal resistance broke down for us and she accepted the idea. “I need help deciding what to wear.”

“Fashion Show!” Ana jumped from the bed excitedly. Her naked form bounced in all the right ways to get me back at attention.

I stood and circled the bed standing next to my wife, halfway back to a full chub. “Fashion show, Seconded.”

“The resolution passes unanimously.” Paige sprung from the bed and joined Ana in her excited hopping. Adding a second bouncing woman to the mix was enough to rouse my attention to maximum values.

The unfortunate reality that they couldn’t just bounce forever came to pass and Paige headed over to her dresser and pulled out an outfit. She raised one finger and stepped into the bathroom. “Let’s shower and meet back here.”

Ana looked down at my erection then reached out and gave it a gentle squeeze and a tug. “Let’s get you clean, big guy.”

I blushed as I followed her from the room, “You flatter me.”

Ana held her grip and led me over to our room. “I already unpacked.”

She and I had different definitions of unpacked. The suitcase was empty and her portion of its contents were piled on the bed in a mass of mismatched costume pieces, adult toys, and lingerie. On the chair nearby were my neatly folded purple shirts and linen pants stacked and ready to go.

We passed through to our bathroom. Impressed is how I would describe my first reaction. The shower had a variety of options from a series of wands to rain and even a waterfall. Ana and I enjoyed our private time together, our hands, soapy and slick, touched every inch of each other more than necessary.

I pointed to the tiled bench at the back of the shower. “Sit down and spread your legs.”

Ana obeyed wordlessly. She knew what I wanted, spreading her labia for me to have my mid-morning snack and staring up at me with her eyes and cheeks stained black from the remnants of last night’s makeup. I brought the wand with me, teasing her with my tongue and the spray together. I found some kind of magic that day because a few seconds later she was overcome and cried out as she finished.

I stood. “Turn over.”

She obeyed again, her hands on the bench and her ass wiggling inviting me to use her. I slid inside my wife and thrust hard, our thighs making a loud wet slap.

She grinded against me, tempting me to let go.

“You want it, don’t you?” I knew the answer to my question, but I wanted to hear it from her lips.

She turned her head to look back at me. “I need it.”

I moved the wand arm wrapping it around and squeezing her hips tight while teasing her again with the spray. I repositioned to please her and myself with her body making long slow thrusts down towards her g spot. The pleasure built to an easy climax, powerful and comfortable. I growled loudly and she let out another scream as we finished together.

I stepped back into the rain, quickly cleaning myself off and washing the conditioner out of my hair. I waited and watched my cum drip from her onto the shower floor before spraying her clean. “I’m going to get dressed and rest in the common area.”

“Sounds good. Let’s do the fashion show out there” she said, stepping into the rain and wrapping her arms around me, nuzzling my chest with her cheek. “I love you.” she spoke in almost a whisper that I could barely hear over the shower.

“I love you too.” I bellowed.

She smiled and released me, offering a kiss which I didn’t hesitate to indulge in. “Go get ready, I need to clean off my makeup but I’ll be out there soon.”

I nodded and stepped out. I dried and combed out my hair and beard before stepping into the bedroom. I got dressed in the living room where the sun was up, bathing the common areas in bright light. I took a moment to collect the dirty champagne glasses and wash them in the kitchen sink. I took care to clean Ana’s crimson and Paige’s rosy gold lipstick marks from the rims the same way I’d recently scrubbed them from my body. An old trick I’d learned a long time ago as a bartender was that lipstick was stubborn and would be harder to clean after it had been through the washer.

As I was finishing I heard a door open shortly before Paige’s head and wet hair peeked around the corner. “Hey, did y’all just…?”

“Yes we did.” I answered her frankly and with an amused smirk on my lips.

Paige’s lips parted like she meant to say something witty, but then something sincere came out instead. “That’s so hot but it makes me a little jealous.” She was stepping away from being so guarded but still wasn’t saying exactly what she means.

I made an inquisitive grunt. “Jealous how?”

She stepped out into the open, she was wrapped in a white robe tied at the waist. She took a moment to think before answering, easing back behind her barriers. “Like, I wish

“I’m always ready, you know that.” I chastised her sarcastically.

Ana gave a signal and Paige opened the door. She was dressed as a sexy nun, complete with a habit and rosary made from anal beads. Her breasts looked like they might explode from her scapular and her legs were adorned with sheer stockings with black lace. She wore it with confidence, giving me a twirl to let me get the whole picture. She struck a pose, then met my gaze. “I like this. It scratches a lot of subconscious itches.”

Ana and I stood and started to applaud. “Bravo, tres magnifique.”  We praised.

Paige blushed, doing another spin, slower, and more indulgent. She pressed her cleavage together as a finale, bringing about a second standing ovation.

Ana excused herself, returning briefly wearing her red belly dancer outfit. She dinged and clinked as she glided across the room, gyrating her hips, mouth wide with a goofy smile. “Let’s not keep the people waiting.”

The three of us headed out, my hand patted each of them on the booty as they passed through the doorway. At someone’s suggestion we headed down to the lobby for the buffet. I could go on about that breakfast for a while, but I know that’s not the hunger you’re all here to hear about.

Ravenous from our lovemaking, the three of us chowed down on heaping plates of our favorite sweets and savories. We made a motley crew, A belly dancer, a scantily clad nun, and a middle-aged man with long hair in a purple t-shirt that said something crass. I caught a few people staring, but one woman a few rows down kept staring at me and looking away whenever I’d look back.

I held my gaze and waited on her to stare at me again, when she did I motioned her over. She hopped up, grabbed her plate, and traveled through the busy room in one smooth motioned that ended with her sitting across from us eyes fixed on me.

“Are you…” She couldn’t finish her question.

“I’m Melvin.” I saw her eyes go wide as I confirmed my name.

She sighed like a lovesick teenager, “Hi Melvin.” She continued to stare. I sat back a bit and gestured to my left. This is my wife, Ana.

She turned her gaze to my wife. “Ana!” she squealed.

I started to introduce Paige, but the woman interrupted. “Is this Nikki?”

I laughed, the tension breaking all with one question. “You’re a fan, I was confused at first.”

I was there.” She made an awkward gesture, balancing her foot on her big toe and twisting it back and forth.

I smiled at her and gave an amused chuckle. “Good. I can take care of you right now if you want.”

She was visibly stunned. I could see her mind in full retreat and I offered her an out.

“But I’d understand if you’re fully satisfied from earlier and want to take a rain check.”

She nodded. “Rain check. Plus, I want to ask Ana first.”

I was actually pretty relieved at her answer. I’m not a chump, but it’s been a busy morning and sometimes a guy just needs half an hour to hydrate. “She’ll be disappointed that you waited, but she’ll love the respect.”

That comment seemed to rouse her from behind her shield again. “I’ve got some outfits laid out when y’all are ready.”

“Can’t wait to see them. Ana is…” I was interrupted by our door opening and my freshly fucked wife stepping into the living room in a similar white robe to our friend. I changed course on the remainder of the sentence trying to be smooth. “Right there. I think we’re ready for you.”

Paige excused herself and went into her room. My wife and I cuddled up on the couch; she laid back and put her legs over my lap where my fingers ran up and down occasionally stopping to massage her calves.

A moment later Paige emerged in an understated black dress that stopped before the ankle. It was cute but not really what we were after. She left and returned again wearing a dark cropped denim jacket over low cut but modest shirt, and black skirt with white hearts. Incredible outfit, and closer, but not what we were after. She went into the bedroom again and came back in a completely different style from the others. A loose tube top with white wrap. I thought it was stunning, and I approved.

“I have an idea.” Ana interjected and raised a finger to us asking us to wait. She returned shortly after with a stack of clothing, one of her costumes that I didn’t recognize at a glance. “I already vote yes for this one. Let’s get it on you so Melvin can confirm what I already know he’ll choose.”

The two of them left the room for longer than any previous change. I heard them talking and laughing. Their voices started getting closer and the door opened; Ana came out first and sat next to me. “Are you ready?”

There was a bump under the table. “Damnit,” I feigned injury “I hit the nerve.”

Chip glanced casually at me then looked away.

Paige engulfed me again, all the way to the base. She backed off and added a hand to the mix.

“I’m going to need a lot of water today.” I took a long drink from a bottle trying to keep myself from crying out with pleasure as Paige drained me for the third time today.

“We definitely need to keep you hydrated.” Ana pushed me another bottle of water as Paige released me below the table and both her hands wound up back on my knees.

Chip stood with an annoyed growl, “She’s not coming, you’re just fucking with me.”

Ana started to protest, but he stormed away.

Paige waited for a moment before coming out from under the table. She dabbed at her lips with a paper napkin. “Thanks for running interference.” She couldn’t help but giggle as she spoke.

“It was just like in the books.” Our fan across the table spoke up reminding us she was there.

“Possibly based on a true story, maybe.” I recited the line like I had a million times and she let out a squeal.

“I have to go tell my friend that I met you guys. I’ll see you upstairs.” She turned to leave and Ana shouted after her. “What’s your name?”

“Janet” was her answer.

“See you on the 7th floor, Janet!” I called after her.

Janet turned every shade of red as she left and headed for the elevator.

The three of us finished our meal.

“You’re such a magnificent whore for us, Paige.” Ana added the comment casually.

Our new friend smiled. “I strive to be the best.”

We finished up and I downed the water and double checked my crotch to make sure that if I stood up it wouldn’t shock my fellow convention goers. I stood first, “So we need to avoid your boss,” I scanned the room, as best I could tell he was gone. I motioned to them and they got up.

The woman giggled nervously, covering part of her face with her hand. “I didn’t mean to…” She trailed off and started to stand.

“Nikki isn’t here as far as I know. She has a tendency to show up unexpectedly though so I can’t say either way.”

Ana and Paige chewed matching mouthfuls as they watched the moment unfold.

Ana swallowed. “What’s your name?”

The woman turned to her. “Ana your voice is so beautiful.” The question was left hanging while we all chewed through another bite in silence.

The quiet got uncomfortable, and then as it worsened to bordering on unbearable it ended as suddenly as it began.

“Oh shit, my boss.” Paige ducked behind me in the middle of the aisle. The obstruction quickly caused a jam of hangry people trying to squeeze past each other.

Ana leaned back. “He’s coming this way.

Paige acted quickly, diving under the table. I felt her hands touch my knees for balance as the man came over.

“Good morning, Chip, how was your sleep?” Ana was looking up at the man as she spoke.

“I slept fine. I’m looking for Paige.” He was curt and rude; there was no more call for pleasantries between us it seems.

Ana’s hand ran up my left leg and back down again. “She’s supposed to be meeting us here. You can sit down and wait for her.”

Chip waffled then stepped over and sat next to my wife. “Do you have any idea how long she’ll be?”

Ana’s hand moved quickly to my waistband and pulled it down letting me tumble out of my pants. One of the hands left my knee and started to tease me. “She shouldn’t be too long.”

I felt Paige’s lips surround me before she started to carefully move up and down my length. Ana’s hand rubbed down my thigh and then went into Paige’s hair.

“Do you have some fun planned for your convention today?” Ana asked coyly.

Chip answered dryly. “We’re here for work.”

The three of us dropped our trash in the bin and crept over to the elevator. The door opened with a ding and we filed Paige in first to hide her.

We rode to the seventh floor. The door opened and we stepped out into the convention. There were stands and stalls inside of wire framed cages set up everywhere. There were shops for toys, costumes, literature, and art. Paige and Ana immediately gravitated to the art and literature, helping each other pick something fun while I did the man thing and browsed on my own.

I turned down an aisle fingering through issues of books and magazines. There was a woman standing near me, she was small with dark hair and glasses. I noticed the book I was looking for near her. “Excuse me, can you hand me that copy of Old Fashioned?”

She glanced at me. “Sure.” The woman grabbed the book and passed it to me. This time taking a longer look, and so did I. She was wearing a matching purple shirt and lipstick. Across the chest was spelled out “Literate Pervert” an obvious reference to my writing.

“Oh my god, You’re Melvin Melons!” She continued as I took the book.

Ana and Paige looked over from the next aisle and I handed the book to Paige, “You’ll like this one.” I turned back to the woman next to me, she was looking up at me with eyes full of desire and passion. I really could get used to being recognized. “I am, it’s a pleasure to meet you.” I paused to invite her to tell me her name, but she didn’t

An ear-shattering screech erupted from her mouth as she threw her arms around me. “I love your writing. Is Ana here?”

“She’s right over there.” I gestured to the belly dancer and the nun nearby.

She let out another screech running around the aisle and wrapping both women in an embrace. “Whichever one of you is Ana makes me laugh so hard!”

I felt a tug at my shirt, there were two more women next to me, one I recognized. “Hey Janet, is this your friend?” The newest woman gasped trying to say something to me, then without warning she fell backwards. Janet and I acted quickly, catching her and lowering her to the ground. “Does she need a medic?”

“She just gets star struck.” Janet answered waking her friend with a couple slaps on the cheek. “Wake up, Missy.”

Missy’s eyes opened a crack, just enough that she could see me again and she let out a delighted scream as she got to her feet. “I can’t believe I feinted in front of Melvin and Ana Melons.”

“You’re Melvin and Ana, right?” I wasn’t sure who had asked, the question came from the group.

There was no point in lying now. “We are and if you’d all form an impromptu line we can start a meet and greet.”

That was the wrong thing to say. The women charged me. I couldn’t make heads or tails of what they were saying as I was pushed to the ground.

Ana and Paige cried out but their words died off too.

I crawled across the floor looking for a break in the bodies where I could escape and avoid being trampled. I dragged myself past what felt like hundreds of possible upskirt shots that made me wonder if they had wanted me down here or not.

Someone called out, “I think somebody shit their pants.” A hole opened in the crowd and I could see a fresh stink bomb broken in the center. I made my way for the opening, crawling out from a forest of legs into fluorescent light and fouled air.

An arm reached down to help me up. When I was on my feet I found myself holding Paige’s hand and she was helping to cover my face with her cowl. “Where is Ana?”

“We got separated. She gave me a stink bomb and asked me to help you. She said she’d create an exit for us.”

That’s when I saw my wife, she stepped up on a chair, one foot on the seat and another on the back. She pointed down into the hallway; her lips were now stained purple to blend into the crowd. “This is a decoy, the real Melvin just escaped that way.”

The mob moved in a frenzy out of the shop and into the hallway. Some of the skeptical stragglers were still around, including Janet and Missy, and quickly found me in the diminished population. “We need to run.” I told my partners as we helped Ana down from the chair. Her chest and booty bounced pleasingly again as she landed and I couldn’t help but give her ass a pat, and Paige’s too. It felt like the kind of thing you should always make time for.

We got out and headed the opposite direction. The subterfuge didn’t last long and we heard them coordinating behind us, calling out whenever we’d make a turn to instruct the horde. We entered a long row and had no way to elude the stampede that had formed behind us.

We made it to the end of the row and made a quick U-turn into another long hall. We’d gained valuable seconds but it wouldn’t be enough. It was a desperate situation. Out of nowhere, one of the vendors stepped out to stop us. “You can hide in here.” She directed

I took a look at Ana; she smiled at me and turned back to Paige who was back to flipping through the book I’d handed her. “It’s a pleasure to meet you both, I need to get back to my wife and our date.

“Is it true what Janet said happened at breakfast?” The look on Missy’s face told me she wanted to know every detail, but that’s why I write the books.

I wasn’t sure what Janet had told her happened. “She was there so it’s probably true.”

“Maybe Janet and I can meet you two for breakfast tomorrow, we’d love to share a meal under the table.” Missy’s apprehension left and only a confident horniness was left on the surface. “Our husbands gave us a pass.”

I had to fight the first reaction. It was sexy being propositioned by two married women and if I’d been a weaker man I might have taken the opportunity. I was certainly no fool and I knew better than to trust anyone has a pass or that if they did things wouldn’t turn out terribly for everyone involved. “I don’t know if I’m hydrated well enough for that.”

They both laughed before giving me a lusty gaze. “We would make sure that you always have something to drink.”

Ana saw my struggle and intervened. “Only if I give permission.” She added.

Janet looked to Ana, “Of course,” she turned to Missy, “we just thought it would be fun for us all.”

“I’ll think about it,” Ana added. “Thanks for saying hello and introducing us to your friend.

Janet nodded.

I took a step back and looked around the room. It had gotten crowded suddenly. Ana and Paige did the same and we all realized that we’d been encircled, all of them wearing purple lipstick and whispering under their breath to each other.

“What’s happening?” I asked the question hypothetically, I didn’t expect there to be an answer.

“I think they know y’all.” Paige added.

Ana tugged Paige’s arm and pulled her over towards the exit. “We should get moving.”

The crowd moved to block them from leaving.

us to the back of her booth and closed the wire frame door. She flipped her open sign to “Be back in 10 minutes.” and locked up.

I looked around, there was all manner of costume and lingerie, a lot of it hand made. There was a flashing neon sign that said, “Babbling Brooke’s” by the door and next to some makeshift changing rooms.

The three of us caught our breath as the mob stormed past us, oblivious that they had even lost track of our group yet.

The shop attendant sat with us in the back, “You’re Ana and Melvin Melons, right? I love your books, less than others it seems. I’m Brooke, it’s lovely to meet you. How exactly did this happen? Has this ever happened before?” It seemed like she might ramble on forever.

“Thank you for the rescue.” Ana took Brooke’s hand, which distracted her enough that she didn’t notice she was being interrupted.

“No problem, I think I can help you all out of this jam with a wardrobe change.” Brooke pointed to the walls of outfits and costumes that surrounded us.

“Oooh.” Ana’s mood changed quickly. She went to the wall knowing exactly what she wanted. She took a matching red and white striped hat, sweater and stocking, and a denim skirt. “Does this sweater come in sexy?” she asked.

The attendant chuckled and pulled a similar item from a rear shelf. “It comes in sexy and 4 different colors.”

Ana took it and stepped into a dressing room. She emerged a moment later in her red and white striped camouflage before selecting a pair of round glasses nearby to complete the ensemble. She shifted the ball on the hat to the back and struck a pose.

I clapped, joined weakly by Paige who had become focused on the wall behind me. She was staring at a large mermaid’s tail. It wobbled back and forth and it’s turquoise scales glistened as the stampede roared by again.

I approached, “Can we rent this?”

Brooke took an apprehensive step forward and eyed the three of us. “No judgement but based on your reputation I have to ask you not to use it for sex stuff. Not that this isn’t good for that, it’s actually made for it. There’s a removable access panel on the back and everything. But people usually don’t buy used sex toys for full price.”

“I’ll buy it.” Paige blurted out. “I don’t know what it costs but I can’t not use this for sex stuff with y’all.”

I don’t recall if I got an erection at the time, but I do now when I think about it. “Sounds like we’re going to be carrying you.”

“I’ll make it worth your trouble.” Paige promised us with her eyes and went to the register.

Ana took me to find a disguise. She quickly passed on my idea, a two-person inflatable boobs costume where our heads were the nipples and offered something unexpected yet perfect. A vintage three-piece suit, or what looked convincingly like one. It was a sleek black with a blood red shirt and pocket square. The jacket had a hood and it came with a silver pentagram on a chain. I couldn’t wait to try it on.

Ana hurried into the dressing room with me. She undressed, then dressed me. She took her time and made sure every button was snug and every layer sat right. She looked me over as the horde rumbled by again. Finally, she flipped up my hood. “Something is missing.”

Brooke stepped out of the dressing room where she was helping Paige. “Oh, the Devil’s dealer, very on brand. That’s literally the one I was going to show you. You look awesome. Genuinely I was thinking of you when I made that and I Just want you to have it. But, yeah, something is missing…”

“Thanks, that’s very kind.” I was honored; I would have to do something special for Brooke sometime soon.

Paige came awkwardly through the curtain with her feet bound up in the flippers. She was wearing a white and gold lace-up cami top and a skirt with slits all the way to the waist. I heard her take Ana’s breath away. To complete the disguise, she had a coral headpiece and, of course, the mermaid tail.

“Let’s get you to the nearest body of water.” I said with a chuckle.

“I know what’s missing.” Paige reached for a black mask with the face of a ghost. “Put this on under your hood and nobody will suspect a thing.”

“It’s perfect.” Ana took the mask and handed it to me.

I slid it on. It was difficult to see through, but I could still tell that Paige couldn’t look away. There was a mix of fear, fascination and lust in her eyes. I couldn't look away from her either.

I shook myself back into the moment and looked around to everyone. “So, where are we trying to get to?”

Ana stepped to the center and raised a finger in the air “I just thought of this. Our old room 722. We have the key it's nearby and we know that its occupant is on the 5th floor.”

The three of us agreed and Brooke opened the doors to her stall for us. “Good luck out there.” She turned to Ana and handed her a bag. “It’s dangerous to go alone! Take this.”

Paige waddled over to us her feet moving slowly trying not to damage her new tail.

“Some of the women I make these for tell me that they find it easiest to hop rather than walk.”

Paige gave it an attempt, wobbling as she landed and needing help to keep her balance. She took a deep breath then broke the tension with sarcasm. “I’ll have to set aside one night a week to practice when I get home.”

“Bring it back to me before you leave and I’ll have it delivered. Please clean it first.” Brooke looked into her eyes as she reminded her.

Ana wanted to hold our slutty mermaid in the front, so I stepped to the back and lifted her by the tail. We got comfortable with her wait and found our balance then the three of us stepped back into the jungle.

The crowd seemed to have dispersed somewhat. It had been some time since they had last seen us. We tried to move as nonchalantly as possible as we made our way out of the convention and into the hallways. There were crowds of people even here some of them discussing the commotion. We kept our heads down but someone commented on our costumes. We thanked them and directed them to Babbling Brooke’s. Someone later thought they recognized but quickly changed their mind.

We walked up to the door of 722 and Anna pulled out the key and pressed it to the lock. It clicked and he pushed the door open and pulled the clip at the bottom and latched it so would easily maneuver Paige into the room.

It was dark, only the light coming through the door was visible. We laid Paige down on the bed and I went back to close and lock the door and flipped on the lights as well.

“Oh my God” There was shock in Ana's voice.

I turned around to see that the room had been converted into a sex dungeon. It was obvious that this had been planned. Some of the more damning things were a full sex swing and frame, a variety of BDSM gear, and a big wooden paddle engraved with the name Paige.

I stepped into the room. When I first saw the look of revulsion on Paige’s face I couldn’t help but sympathize. “Something premeditated is happening here.”

“There are so many of my fantasies in this room right now. He’s stalked me somehow.” Paige sat up on the bed, her tail wiggling as it hung off the side. She pulled out her phone and started to sanitize her profiles.

“It’s so gross, but this guy certainly went all out to impress you.” Never one to let an opportunity go to waste, Ana stepped forward with an adventurous idea. “Nobody could get in even if they wanted to. We can always make fond memories out of this horrible violation of your privacy.”

Paige shimmied over to the paddle. She ran her hand up and down it feeling the smooth lacquered texture. She lifted it and handed it to Ana. “Help me into the swing.”

Ana and I stepped her into the stirrups, then bent her over the seat. She reached back and removed a portion of the suit, exposing her ass and part of her thighs. “Most of what went on in the fitting room was learning to remove the access panel. Brooke emphasized that she wanted you to see the quality of her work.”

Ana and I let out a belly laugh and each swatted her ass with our hands.

“Oh!” Ecstasy crossed her face and her grey-blue eyes eased shut. “Use the Paddle.”

I lifted it without hesitation and swung. It collided with her more forceful than striking. Our captured siren swung on the line and let out an alluring song.

Ana circled the swing and caressed Paige’s cheeks, comforting her as I gave her another whack. This one hit harder and left a big pink mark and “Paige,” Spelled out across her ass.

I pulled out my phone and showed it to Paige in the mirror. “Do you want to see?”

“Please,” she reached out her hands like she was trying to take the photo herself.

I took the shot and brought it to her.

She and Ana looked together and each let out an intrigued coo in unison.

“I wish it said my name.” Ana reached her fingers up and zoomed the image in. “I’d love to claim that glorious ass.”

 Paige Shivered with delight. “Perish the thought.”

Ana got to her feet and crossed the room. She reached down into the bag that Brooke had given her and lifted out a harness with a red and white striped dildo already

attached. “A conqueror is nothing without her sword.” She stepped into and tightened the harness over her costume. She picked up the paddle and gave our plaything another swat to warm her cheeks.

Ana grabbed a bottle of lube from the table and prepared herself and Paige. I watched two of my wife’s fingers coat our auburn-haired toy’s asshole then, slowly and carefully she lined up her cock and slid inside.

Paige winced and Ana stopped until she slowly let out a breath and her body relaxed. My wife’s hands found their way up her tail and grasped her waist slowly lifting her up and letting gravity bring her back down.

Our plaything moaned, louder and louder. She pawed at me, wordless, trying to get to my belt. I stood for her and let her have what she needed. Her hands freed me and pulled me to her lips. Her mouth sealed around my cock and I felt her suck and lick. Her lips spread wider and wider with each suction until I was fully engorged.

Ana and I swung her back and forth between us. When Paige moved away from me, Ana filled her ass, and as she moved back towards me, I filled her throat.

My hands tightened into fists with geysers of auburn hair spraying out from between my fingers.

 Two of my wife’s slick glistening digits forced their way through our plaything’s thighs and found her clit. It wasn’t long after that. Paige gave in and let us take her over the edge. She shook and jumped, her eyes closed and she grabbed my thighs for stability, her nails dug into my skin with a satisfying sting.

She started to loosen her grip and I spilled from her mouth as she reeled back and let out a series of choked cries that turned into amused giggles. “I’m so glad we took time out of our day for this detour, but let’s get out of here.”

We joined her chuckling and helped her out of the swing then collected ourselves and any discarded garments. Ana cleaned herself and Paige. I washed up, and packed Ana’s harness back into its bag.

We lifted Paige and moved towards the entrance. Ana checked the door, then cracked it open. “It’s quiet.” I wasn’t sure why she was whispering since we’d all just been howling in the throes of passion, but I rolled with it.

“Same as before, you take the front, I’ll take the back.” My voice was hushed mimicking her.

She put a hand on my shoulder. “That’s the opposite of what we did last time.”

“Oh, yeah.” I laughed. “That’s true.”

“Let’s go, y’all.” Paige insisted.

“Wait,” I said. I hurried over and grabbed the paddle and collapsed the swing. “These are coming with us.”

“Can you get all that?” Ana looked skeptical but I reassured her.

“It’s no problem.” She didn’t seem any less uncertain and it only got worse as I tried to lift Paige one handed with the paddle balanced on her tail, and the sex swing clamped under my other arm with pieces dragging on the floor. “I swear, I’m good.”

Ana and I picked up Paige and slipped out of the room. It was an easy walk to the elevator even carrying the worlds sluttiest mermaid. But we weren’t just carrying a rosy cheeked siren, we had this sex gear I’m dragging along. As I hobbled, my biceps were on fire and my back ached. Out of sheer stubbornness I continued along until we finally made it to the elevators. The doors opened and we filed in. Ana and Paige were in first, then the paddle, followed by the swing, lastly I squeezed in and as the doors slid shut we all breathed a sigh of relief.

We went up, reaching the suite and changing out of our costumes. I got everyone a bottle of water before drinking three myself. The ladies joined me on the couch and the three of us cuddled up under a blanket watching a movie.

I dozed off first, waking with the two women asleep on my chest, all three of us holding each other.

I took a moment to appreciate my situation. The two most beautiful women in this building were peacefully sleeping on my chest. I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve had sex today. We had a fun adventure. It was a good day.

Ana started to rouse. “Hey.” She wiped her eyes and stretched. “I’m hungry.”

“Me too.” Paige murmured as she began to wake as well.

I stretched too, raising my arms in the air and letting out a groan as I moved my body around. “Let’s go walk someplace.”

The three of us agreed and headed down to the lobby and out into the city. We found a place that worked for all of us and went inside. The meal was nice, the three of us got to have some time getting to know each other. Paige and Ana talked about their shared love of baking and exchanged design ideas for their dream bakeries.

As the meal came to a close Ana and I paid the tab and Paige left a generous tip. We went for a walk through a park nearby. Our companion got us all a glass of champagne and the three of us took a seat together on a bench in the garden, lights strung overhead for minimal illumination.

The conversation was light and fun. There were more laughs than I could count. But the mood soon turned. Paige’s phone chimed, again, and again. She checked it nervously and she went silent. She covered her mouth with her hand and tears started to well in her eyes.

“Are you okay?” Ana put a concerned hand on her shoulder.

Paige shook her head and showed us the phone. There was a video playing on the screen. You could see her in her costume in the swing, Paige spelled out on her ass from the paddle. “I wish it said my name.” Ana circles her, “I’d love to claim that glorious ass.”

“Perish the thought.” Paige answers as Ana leaves the frame of the camera and returns wearing her strap on.

“A conqueror is nothing without her sword.” There was silence after Ana’s words until she slid into Paige inch by inch. There was a wince and the video stopped.

“This is from earlier, in your Boss’ room?” I asked stupidly, I knew what that was.

She nodded her head and turned down the volume. “He sent this to me with a message.” She choked up a moment but continued. “It’s so disgusting.”

Paige passed the phone over to Ana. She took it and read aloud. “You will give me what I came for or everyone will know what you’re hiding.”

“We’re going to have to do something about this.” Ana stood and looked up at our building with white hot rage burning behind her eyes.

I interceded. “We need to try to get some sleep. We know when he’s leaving the city.”

Paige perked up. “That’s right, we have the same flight. It’s at 7PM.”

I reassured her, “That’s plenty of time.” I extended my arm and helped Paige to her feet. Ana joined us and we walked back. We went our separate ways for the night after we put our friend to bed. As I was about to doze off Ana shook me awake and shoved a cold bottle of water into my hand.

“Drink this, you don’t want to get dehydrated.” Where would I be without my amazing wife to take care of me? I sat up, downed the bottle and crashed back to the bed before I

submitted to exhaustion and drifted off to sleep. Soon I felt my wife’s arms close around me and pull me close. Despite that one thing it was a really great day. Fuck this Chip guy.