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Hotel Patio

by @sapphiresoul1983

9 chapters

~23 min read

Travis Decker watches two younger men eye his wife on the hotel patio and decides to make an offer. He directs Leah to flash her body beneath her sundress, then strolls over to Derek and Marcus to ask if they want a turn. Soon his wife is on the couch between them, following her husband's commands to seduce two strangers she's never touched before.

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MEET THE CHARACTERS

Travis Decker

A 34-year-old man with a salesman's easy smile and a predator's watchful stillness. Broad-shouldered and thick-necked from years of lifting weights in hotel gyms, his hair is thinning at the crown but he keeps it cropped short. His hands are heavy and warm, the kind that rest on a woman's hip with casual ownership.

Leah Decker

A 29-year-old woman with honey-blond hair that falls past her shoulders and the kind of body that makes men forget their own names — full breasts, a soft waist, and legs that go on forever. She wears a floral sundress that shows her cleavage and moves with a practiced submission, her eyes always flicking to her husband for permission. There's something hungry beneath her obedience, a desire to be wanted that Travis knows exactly how to use.

Derek Hayes

A 25-year-old former college athlete gone slightly soft around the middle, with sandy brown hair he keeps pushed back and a jaw that's square when he's not grinning. He's broad in the shoulders and narrow in the hips, still carrying the frame of a linebacker even if he's been out of training for two years. His eyes are a pale blue that get stuck on cleavage like they've found home.

Marcus Chen

A 26-year-old with sharp cheekbones and dark, watchful eyes that miss nothing. Lean and wired, he moves like someone who's used to being the quietest person in the room — deliberate, economical, unsettling. A thin silver chain disappears under his collared shirt, and there's a faded tattoo peeking from his right sleeve.

EXPLORE CHAPTERS

Shared Couch

Leah is sandwiched between Derek and Marcus on the wide patio couch, Travis standing behind them with his hands on her shoulders. Derek's thigh presses against hers, and Marcus's dark eyes track the hem of her dress as Travis's fingers brush her collarbone. Lift your dress, baby — show them what's mine to share. She gathers the floral fabric in her fists, pulling it to her waist as the cool night air hits her bare thighs. Derek's breath goes shallow, and Marcus's hand lands on her knee, waiting, as Travis's grip tightens on her shoulder in silent permission.

Returning Men

Leah wraps a hotel towel around herself and steps out of the bathroom, expecting an empty room. Through the glass patio door, she sees Derek and Marcus still on the couch, beers in hand, their voices low. Travis stands by the open door, holding her ruined sundress by one strap. 'They want to say goodnight,' he says, his voice light. 'I told them you'd come out.' Marcus looks up, his dark eyes finding hers through the glass, and doesn't look away.

Still Inside

Leah lies face-down in the damp sheets, her thighs sticky with cooling cum, the ghost of Darius's cock still a phantom fullness in her ass. Travis's weight settles on the mattress behind her, his hand landing flat on the small of her back, heavy and warm. 'Don't clean up yet,' he says. 'I want to watch you feel it while you tell me how it felt.' His thumb traces her spine, and she feels his other hand slide between her legs, pressing two fingers into her cunt without warning, gathering the wetness there. 'And then I want you to tell me what you want at lunch.'

Terrence's Mouth

They take Leah back to Darius’ room, groping and exposing her all the way. Darius texts her husband the room number so he can watch. They take her into the room and dominate her. Rough and hard and she begs for it. Making mention of how much the white slut loves black cock. They spend over an hour on her all men cumming on and on her multiple times.

The Door Opens

The knock is sharp — three quick raps — and Darius crosses to the door without asking who it is. Travis stands in the hallway, his shirt untucked, his eyes moving past Darius to find Leah on the carpet, naked and waiting. He doesn't speak. He just steps inside, closes the door behind him, and leans against the wall with his arms crossed, the same way he watched her in the bathroom that first night.

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