Kim and Bryan

Kim and Bryan
by
BootyLover

This story is a work of fiction. Any appearance of connection to real persons of events is purely coincidental.

My name is Jack Winters. I’m 44 years old and live near Monterey California with my wife and daughter, a senior in high school. We have a son in college.

A couple of months ago, I had an experience which likely changed my life, but I’m not yet sure what it means for me. I’ve never been promiscuous, but I’ve always loved looking at beautiful women. My sex life at home is ok, not fantastic.

I was in Chicago attending a trade show. I’m not in sales, but the show affords me the opportunity to meet with consulting clients for a couple of days. I attended the opening reception at the convention hotel with plans to have dinner with clients.

I soon noticed a very attractive couple in a group. The woman was a stunning red head, at least 5 foot 8 or 9, wearing a tight fitting peacock dress slit up the side almost to her hip. I didn’t think she could be much older than early thirties. The guy was also good looking, taller than she, slender build, but fit based on his well tailored Italian suit. Her low cut neckline revealed an ample bust, but you could tell her boobs were firm but looked natural. I suspect that was the reason several men were giving them rapt attention.

I left the reception to meet my clients at a famous steak house. Dinner was great as expected, but my clients were an older couple who didn’t want to stay out too late. I was back at the hotel a little after 9 pm, too early to go up to my room. I decided to go to the bar for a nightcap.

When I walked in the first thing I noticed was the attractive couple sitting at the bar with only one empty stool next to her! I walked up and said,”Is anyone sitting here?” The red head looked at me with liquid blue-green eyes the same color as her dress and smiled, “No, please take it.”

I was momentarily stunned at her beauty but finally stammered, “Thank you.” The bartender came up and asked what I’d like. I asked,”Do you have any Isley single malts?” He said, “We have Laphroig and Lagavulin.” I said, “Great, I’ll have a Lagavulin straight up with a water on the side.”

When he brought my drink, the guy with the beautiful red head lifted his similar glass to me and said, “Good choice Mate!” I said, “Yes, it’s perfect on a cool night, in a nice place next to beautiful people,” and saluted him back. He said, “Have you been to Scotland?” I replied, “Yes, a few years ago I toured a number of distilleries. That’s where I first tasted the Isley scotches. They’re my favorite. I love the peaty nose.”

He said, “We did the same. My name is Bryan and this is my wife Kimberly. She’s of Scottish decent.”

I said,”I might have guessed! And a bonny lass she be indeed! (attempting a Scottish brogue). Did you kidnap her from the Highlands? And my name is Jack.”

Kimberly looked at me and said, “No, I’m from Dallas, but my grandmother was from Edinburgh. Where do you come from?”

“I grew up in Texas but now I live down near Monterey California.” We continued to chat and seemed to hit it off. Kimberly had about a 3 carat diamond solitaire in her wedding set. From that and how they were dressed, I presumed they were comfortably well off.

Kimberly asked if I was married and I said I was but my wife didn’t like business conferences. She said she didn’t like them much either, but liked to travel. I surprised myself when I said, “I suspect Bryan doesn’t let you get out of his sight!” He laughed. It was like I was flirting with her, but with her husband’s permission.

Every time she turned towards me her knee touched mine, which I couldn’t tell was intentional or not. I caught a glimpse of thigh encased in a black stocking through the slit in her dress. My eyes seemed magnetically drawn to the cleavage down her low cut dress, but I was careful about staring. And, when she did look at me to say something, her eyes drank me in.

I began to feel I was intruding, so I finished my drink and said, “I should let you two get on with your evening,” and made to leave. Bryan said,”We enjoy visiting with you. Look, I have a suite upstairs with a well stocked bar. Why don’t you come up with us for another drink before you turn in?” Kimberly said, “Yes please, you shouldn’t be alone. You’re a fellow Texan!”

Reluctantly I agreed. When I got to their suite, quite a large one, Bryan took off his jacket and loosened his tie. He fixed me a drink and said for me to get comfortable. I did the same and sat in an easy chair. Kimberly took off her heals and sat sideways on a couch next to Bryan and put her feet in his lap. He began to massage her feet and her slit dress was open all the way to her hip. I couldn’t help but look at the top of her nylons fastened by a black garter belt and a very thin strip of her sheer black panties.

Bryan noticed my starring and said, “Kim’s got great legs, don’t you think?” I again couldn’t believe when I said, “I think Kim has great everything!” Kim had been sort of moving her feet around in Bryan’s lap and she said,”I think something’s going on under my feet.”

I started to get up to leave when Bryan said “Kim, I think Jack is lonely.