After three days, I began to be bored to death at night. I had to be here for work, but was the only one of the group staying at this hotel. The hotel bar was usually not very crowded, but was always better than the atmospheric hotel room. My glass of Guinness was half-empty and I was thinking about what porn I would watch next to jerk myself off to sleep. 9:30. I took another sip when suddenly a lady took a seat next to me at the bar. She stared at a beer mat and started fidgeting with it. Just as I was about to ask her if she might like a drink, she looked at me piercingly.

“Yeah, sorry. You must think this is very random, but you know … my husband and I, we have a bet.”

I was dumbfounded. This was indeed very random.

“See, he doesn’t think you’re ‘in’ for it. But I think you do.” She nodded toward a table further down the bar. There was a man sitting there with his hands on the table. He was looking our way and when I looked at him he only raised his fingers for a moment. I nodded. The woman was still looking at me penetratingly. She was somewhere in her mid-thirties. Not a fashion model, but certainly not un-cute either. She wore a short skirt that was tight around her round buttocks. The man at the table – her husband – was about the same age and had a hipster beard. They seemed like an average couple.

“And what would I be ‘in’ for or not?”, I asked.

“A threesome. With us.”

“A threesome?” Had she really said that? I couldn’t suppress a laugh. “Well, tell your husband you won the bet. I’d definitely be ‘in’ for that, haha.”

The woman turned a little on her bar stool. She smiled a little. “Maybe I wasn’t very clear,” she said. “I mean now.”

“Now?”

“Yes. Will you come upstairs with us? To our room. Now?”

I looked at my glass of Guinness for a moment. Was it half full or half empty? I took a big gulp and thought about the porn I had wanted to watch. A threesome with this couple? Surely that was better than this cowardly beer. And certainly a lot better than whatever porn I could find on the Web. Another sip and the glass was almost empty.

“‘Sure. I’ll join you,” I said and let myself slide off my stool. The woman giggled a little and walked ahead of me to her husband. I held out my hand, but the man made a “stop” gesture.

“No names. No need to introduce yourself. We’re looking for an adventure. Not friendship.”

I could have imagined a warmer welcome, but I also understood what he meant. They had invited me for sex, not to build an intimate relationship with each other. I lowered my hand again and followed the couple to the elevator. The three of us watched the display above the door, counting down from 12. We were at 3.

“Are you doing this … uhm …,” I asked.

“This is the first time,” the woman interrupted me. And her husband nodded. “And you?”

“This is also my first threesome,” I said. That was a little lie. I had had a threesome with two women before, but I wanted them to feel that a threesome was something very special. The couple nodded. The elevator bell interrupted the awkward silence and we stepped in.

As the elevator began to move slightly jerkily, the woman turned to me and began kissing me. Her husband began to touch her buttocks and I felt her hand in my crotch. I couldn’t help but feel a slight panic take hold of me. What if the man was bisexual? I honestly didn’t have to think about giving him a blowjob.

It was quite a long dark hallway from the elevator to their room. The woman led the way and she twirled her buttocks defiantly. Occasionally she would look over her shoulder smiling. When we got to the door she slid her skirt up a little and then I saw something shiny between her buttocks. My god. She’s wearing a butt plug!

With a thud, the woman dropped onto the bed.

“Well, come on guys. Let’s see what you’ve got,” she said with a mischievous smile. The man looked at me expectantly, to see if I would make the first move. And so I began opening my belt and fly. He followed and soon the woman took our cocks in her hand. Taking turns, she licked and sucked on them.

What followed I can’t remember exactly. When her husband licked her, she sucked me, and when she sucked him, I fingered her. Or she would let my cock slide between her feet. Sometime I removed her butt plug. At one point she was on her hands and knees and being fucked by her husband. I was in front of her and with each thrust of her husband, my cock slid into her warm mouth.

The whole experience was at the same time tremendously horny, but also confusing. I mean, how must he have felt about me having sex with his wife? As he lay on his back and she mounted him, she moaned to me to take a seat behind her.

“I want both of you. At the same time. Fill me,” she moaned.

In practice, that turned out to be a lot harder than I thought. But with patience, a generous dollop of lube and some agility, I managed to penetrate her narrow rear while she sat on her husband. The woman moaned intensely and loudly, and I just hoped that the people in the next room wouldn’t be bothered by it, or complain. The uncomfortable feeling gave way to pure pleasure, and not much later I shot my load deep inside her. And, judging by the sounds of the man, not much later he did exactly the same in her other hole.

I let myself roll off the couple and watched as the woman moved over the man’s face.

“Honey, you lost the bet. It’s time for your quid pro quo,” she said. “Lick me all over!”

Full of amazement, I watched the man – I suspect with slight reluctance – lick away his own cum, as well as mine. The woman smiled at me and winked. She nodded at my still half-hard cock.

“Do you want him to lick that clean, too?” My cock obviously contained traces of the activity just now, which I didn’t want to do to the poor man. Apart from that, I didn’t need a guy’s mouth around my sex.

“No, never mind,” I said, “but, I am curious. What would have been your quid pro quo if I hadn’t gone with you?”

“In that case, I would have had to lick him clean,” she said, pointing to my cock to indicate what that would have entailed. “So I can’t thank you enough.” She laughed and I kissed her on the mouth.

“I’m going to shower,” I said.

“Wait, you’re not leaving yet, are you? It’s still early and there are still a few things I want to try out with you two.”

That didn’t seem like a bad idea. This woman was obviously planning many things that could dispel my boredom in the hotel and were better than any porn on the web.