To the left of the staircase was a full kitchen with granite countertops and cherry wood cabinets. It had a bar with three barstools near the staircase. A bathroom was next to the kitchen. At the bar sat a woman I had never seen before dressed in a black and red party dress while behind the bar stood a tall man in a suit. A blender full of an icy concoction and several bottles of booze were on the bar before him. He was wiping his hands on a towel as he watched us enter.
“What are you two doing here?” Robin asked as she approached the bar.
I lagged behind slightly, closing the door behind me. I heard voices around the corner from the dining table. I was getting a suspicion that more was going to be going on here that I had first anticipated.
“Robin,” the man replied with a deep rich voice as he approached her, beaming a smile down at her. He was taller than I was and I could tell by the way he wore his suit that he was muscular underneath. He was in his late thirties and had long brown hair, which was pulled back into a ponytail.
I felt a twinge of jealously as he bent down and kissed Robin on the mouth. His arms went around her and he cupped one of her ass cheeks through her dress. At the same time I saw Robin pass her hands down his chest and massage his crotch for a second.
The embrace was quickly broken and he looked at me. He said, “And this must be John. We’ve heard so many good things about you,” he said with a big smile as he stepped to the side of Robin and stuck out his hand.
As I shook his hand Robin said to me, “John, this is Alex.”
“Nice to meet you,” I said politely, not quite knowing what to make of it all.
“I hear you’ve swept our Robin right off her sexy little feet,” Alex said as he concluded his handshake.
“What are you doing here?” Robin repeated.
Alex said, “Angela invited us here. She said we were throwing a big party in honor of you and your new boyfriend. She told us all about him and how happy he makes you.”
Robin nodded. “He does do that. Where is Angela?” she asked, looking around.
“She wanted me to tell you that she loves you. She wants you and John to party all night long. She said that she’s going to the movies and will have her phone turned off, so don’t worry about her,” Alex replied.
Robin just looked at him for a second, as if his words had not registered with her. “So, she’s not here?”
Alex blinked. “No, she’s going to the movies.”
Robin said, “She’s not going to join us later?”
Alex shook his head.
“Wow,” Robin whispered. Then she smiled and said, “Okay then; let’s party.”
Alex returned to the kitchen and started pouring what looked like strawberry daiquiris as Robin approached the lady sitting at the bar. The woman stood up and kissed Robin on the lips. She cupped Robin’s ass in her hands Robin caressed the backs of her thighs.
“John, this is Maria, Alex’s wife,” Robin introduced.
Maria was Hispanic, with light brown skin that seemed to glow with an inner light. She was in her early thirties. The top of her party dress was black and sequined over her full, barely-contained tits. Below her tits the dress was red and clung tightly to her shapely figure. The dress stopped at mid thigh revealing her long somewhat-muscular brown legs.
Maria walked up to me as she said to Robin, “Oh, chica, he is a handsome one, isn’t he?” Her Spanish accent was thick. She was about as tall as I was and she leaned forward and kissed me on the cheek. She smelled like lavender.
“Nice to meet you Maria. How long have you and Alex known Robin?” I asked.
“Oh, we’ve known this little firecracker for about a year and a half now,” Maria replied, putting her arm around Robin for just a moment. Then she took a couple glasses of the daiquiris off the counter and said to us, “Come meet everyone else.”
Maria led us past the dining room around the corner to a living room. The living room contained a coffee table and TV as well as a big couch. There were also two chairs, one close to the couch and one in the far corner. Four people sat in this area, one in the chair next to the couch and three on the couch. All three of them rose as we approached.
“Dana and Chris,” I said as I recognized the nearest couple. I was grateful to see someone I recognized. It put me more at ease.
Chris came up and we shook hands. He was dressed in white slacks and a white shirt that was open in front with lots of chains on his hairless chest. He also wore a white sports coat. “John,” he said.
As Chris moved on, he greeted Robin with a kiss on her mouth. Dana greeted me similarly. I opened my mouth to her and let her kiss me. She had her hair down this time, her cute face framed by shoulder-length blonde hair. She wore a blue leather tube dress. It was very sexy as it pressed her small tits up, making them look bigger. It clung tightly to her waist and hips, stopping way short to show off her sexy legs. As her hands fell to my crotch and massaged my hardening cock through my black slacks, I boldly slipped my hand forward under her dress. She moaned into my mouth as I stroked her pussy through her panties with my fingers.
Dana pulled back with glassy eyes and said, “Well, hello John.”
I smiled at her has she moved over to greet Robin. I watched as she kissed her and they played with each other’s tits for a moment. The twinges of jealousy were gone and I was looking forward to finding out what the evening would hold.
Chris and Dana accepted their daiquiris from Maria as Robin said, “John, this is Raine. Raine, this is my boyfriend, John.”
Raine was 20 years old and short, about the same height as Robin and The rest of her hair fell to just above her shoulders, ending in purple tips. Her face was made up with a thick base giving her a pale complexion and she had dark eye shadow all around her beautiful blue eyes. She wore pink lipstick on her full lips that perfectly matched her hair. I couldn’t see if her ears were pierced but she had an eyebrow stud, a lip stud, a nose ring, and a pierced tongue with a barbell through it. She wore several necklaces, a pink tank top under a black leather jacket, and tight black pants. She was thin but her tits were full showing a nice bit of cleavage above the tank top.
“Hi Raine,” I said to her, not quite knowing how to greet her.
“Hello, ‘boyfriend John’,” she purred as she looked up at me. “Come down here and give me a kiss,” she instructed. “I don’t bite. That is, unless you’re holding me down and fucking the shit out of me.”
Her words turned me on and also scared me a little. I bent down and kissed her.
Raine pressed her tongue up into my mouth forcefully as she boldly tried to stroke my hardening cock through my slacks. She pulled her head back, still rubbing my crotch, and said, “So this is the big cock that’s been regularly stuffing Robin’s little cunt. You must be a really good fuck to get the ‘boyfriend’ title.”
Robin, watching all this, said, “He’s the best.”
“Feels like a big cock,” Raine commented before leaving me to embrace Robin. She kissed her and boldly slipped her hand inside the slit of Robin’s dress.
Robin moaned and slipped her hand between Raine’s thighs. She rubbed her fingers against Raine’s crotch, pressing firmly up against her pussy through her tight pants.
I got harder just watching the exchange.
Breaking the embrace Robin introduced the last guest saying, “John, this is Raine’s wife, Kikue.”
Wife? Lesbians? I didn’t care about their personal life, but what would lesbians want with me? Kikue was Japanese and was as short as Raine and Robin. She was nineteen and had a pretty oval face, framed by short straight dark hair. She wore a black dress that covered her small tits and swept low in the back. The dress clung tightly to her thin body but flared at her narrow hips to end in a jagged hemline at knee level.
Kikue smiled at me shyly and nodded a greeting.
“Nice to meet you, Kikue,” I said to her, smiling back.
She came toward me and stood on her tiptoes and kissed me on the cheek. Then she put her hand behind my head and bent me a little lower until her mouth was at me ear. She whispered, “Tonight, I would really like you and Alex to fuck me at the same time.”
My eyes grew wide at that. She had a thick Japanese accent, but there was no mistaking what she had said. I had not expected a statement so bold to come from one who seemed so shy, even if it were whispered. When she released me I smiled at her and nodded. I couldn’t wait. I found myself wondering if that shyness went away when she came.
Kikue greeted Robin with a kiss as they cupped each other’s ass with their hands. I realized that this was definitely a different lifestyle I was living than I had been used to. I was really getting to like it.
The blender started up again in the kitchen as Maria, Chris, Dana, and Raine walked out onto one of the balcony with their daiquiris in their hands. Kikue went to the bar where Alex was fixing another batch.
I looked at Robin. Not that it really mattered, but I still found her to be hotter than any of the other women here. That’s not to say I wasn’t really looking forward to getting to know each of them more intimately.
“Let’s look at the rest of the suite,” Robin said.
I nodded.
We climbed the spiral staircase up to a small landing on the seventeenth floor. The doors were wide open and I could see that there were two rooms off this landing and both of them contained a king-sized bed. One room had an attached bathroom.
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