We were staying at the hotel for my Caitlin’s birthday. It was an expensive hotel, more than we could really afford, but it was a special occasion.
We’d been out for dinner, and were dressed accordingly. Myself in a black velvet frock coat, Caitlin in a long black dress, slit high up the side, with a low cut back. She looked stunning! I was looking forward to getting her up to our room, where much fun was to be had.
We had stopped for a drink at the bar before going up to our room, when a handsome man approached us. He asked if he could join us, but his eyes were on Caitlin. Asking whether we wanted another drink, he waved a barman over and surprised us by ordering a bottle of Krug.
Our conversation ebbed and flowed, but as time passed, he flirted more and more with Caitlin. She blushed and smiled at the flattery, and his interest.
After a long pause in the conversation, he leans in towards us.
“What would you say if I were to offer you one million pounds for one night with your wife.”
Caitlin and I glanced briefly at each other.
“Sure, if she likes.” I look over, she smiles and nods at me. “I know,” I say, “For a million, make it two. A cheque is fine.”
Slightly startled, the man draws out his cheque book, as Caitlin moves to sit on his lap. After he has written out the cheque, she gives him a long slow kiss. “Lets go to your room.” she says.
I watch them depart, leaving the half finished champagne on the bar. As I top up my glass, I feel an arm around my waist. “Hello, Amy.” I say, “There’s been a change of plan…”
I take Amy up to our room, with the rest of the bottle.
Being poly takes a lot of tension out of things, doesn’t it? I love it!