A Holiday to Remember – part 3 by Sinwriter

A Holiday to Remember – part 3 by Sinwriter

All characters in this story are 18 years of age or older

I pulled my Jag into a recently emptied parking spot, luckily I found one almost immediately. As any good American could tell you, trying to find a parking spot at the mall in December is a test of patience and the acceptance that luck sometimes exists. Once parked I got out and walked towards the entrance.

It was so crowded.

I spent the next half-hour simply perusing since I had no idea what to buy anyone, until eventually I settled on a few items, here and there. After going from store to store, I decided to take a break and stop by a Starbucks located inside the mall.

“Yes, I’d like a low-fat latte, medium, skim milk.” I say as I placed my order and paid the woman at the cash register. After I got my drink I sat down and simply enjoyed the sounds of people talking and laughing. I could even hear the sounds of babies crying at the distance. I finally took a sip, enjoying that much needed caffeine when suddenly my eyes captured a beautiful sight, Hanna had just walked into the Starbucks.

Hanna wasn’t alone, she had two young ladies with her, a taller blonde and a raven-haired shorter one. I watched as Hanna took off her white hat, exposing her straight, brown hair, it was neck length with streaks of blonde highlights. Her white hoodie clung tightly, accentuating her beautifully crafted body and showed me all of her feminine curves. The beautiful brunette had tight black leggings that showed me her toned legs and those brown winter boots all young women seem to wear. I studied her face just as I had the day I noticed her Tinder profile. She had perfectly shaped eyebrows that stood on top of her stunning almond shaped, green-brown coloured eyes. When she smiled she showed her deep dimples and perfectly strikingly white teeth. Her lips, rosy in colour had become a torture for me, I longed to taste them.

I continued to look at her until by chance she looked in my direction. I didn’t break the look right away, I figured it would let her know I was interested in her, a few seconds later I finally did as I took out my mobile device.

I spent a few seconds looking at my phone, opening apps and then closing them, trying not to appear nervous when suddenly Hanna came over to where I was sitting while the other two teens placed their orders. I smiled as she got closer.

“Hello again.” I say with as much of a masculine tone as I could muster.

“You’re my neighbor right? the one with the really nice car?” Hanna asked me, it was the first time I’ve heard her voice.

“I am, it’s nice to finally meet you. My name is Jack.” I say as I extend an invitation for her to sit down.

“I’m Hanna.” she said with a big smile and sat down. I was blown away by her beauty, despite my self-esteem being the way it is, I found myself feeling somewhat envious of younger men– they all have literal perfection at their fingertips.

“Do you like cars?” I asked her, taking a quick sip of coffee.

“I like yours.” Hanna said, then she cocked her head slightly left and smiled. “How old are you?”

“I’m sixty.” I replied and hoped deep down that this wouldn’t be a deal breaker. I wished harder than I ever had in my life.

“Seriously? You don’t look it.” Hanna said as I saw a slight blush.

I smiled and thanked her. I looked at her for a few seconds, quietly and without realizing I smiled again.

“What?” she asked as she tucked some hair behind her left ear.

“Oh, it’s just that you’re a true beauty.” I said.

“Thank you.” Hanna said as she locked eyes with me.

I smile when I see her bite her lip slightly. “You’re welcome.” I replied with a deep gaze, I let my eyes drop a bit and then brought them back up to hers.

That must’ve done something because after I did that she motioned for her friends to come over.

“These are my friends, Rylee and Tabby.” Hanna said as she pointed to them.

“Tabby? That’s a nice name… I mean to say they both are.” I add and then shake their hands.

I now began to pay attention to both the women that had just arrived. My eyes first focused on Rylee, she was taller than the other two, I’d say about five seven. She had on these gray, tight leggings that accentuated her amazing legs, a reddish sweater and a multi-coloured scarf; she also had blue eyes and wavy, strawberry blonde hair. She had full lips and appeared to be covered with lip gloss since they had a slight shine to them. She easily had the bigger pair of breasts compared to her two companions.

I then looked at Tabby which I figured was probably short for Tabitha (Hey, I get it, I am not a fan of my given name either which is why I prefer Jack). Tabby was easily the shortest one of the bunch, which I’d wager was about five foot two inches tall. Tabby had her black hair tied into a messy, loose knot, she wore a black hoodie, slightly bigger than her thin frame required, black, loose pants that stopped short of her ankles, and white sneakers. She used black plastic glasses, had dark coloured round eyes, heart-shaped lips, and a beauty mark on her left cheek.

The three of them were very good looking, and they had a look of athleticism to them. So, I took a wild guess. “Cheerleaders?” I asked.

“How did you know?” Hanna replied.

“Just a hunch.” I said with renewed enthusiasm.

“You know… you look very familiar.” Rylee said. “Like really familiar.”

“He does?” Hanna said, stepping in. “Well, he’s my neighbor, maybe that’s how?”

“No, I never forget a face.” Rylee added and then took out her phone. After a few seconds she showed it to the other two women at the table.

“Wow.” said Hanna.

“Okay.” Tabby said then looked at me with new eyes. “You got a nice body on you for an older guy.

I simply looked at them quizzically, which caused Rylee to finally show me what she had on her phone. It was my Tinder Profile. I saw my name, age, and a picture of me shirtless, showing off my healthy, muscled physique.

“I saw this profile recently and I was like, wow, hot old guy.” Rylee said as she put away her phone. “And now you’re here.”

“Are you all on Tinder?” I was curious, so I asked them.

The three women giggled together and thankfully our conversation flowed perfectly after that, none of that weird, awkward silence. I kept up my charm, throwing a few jokes here and there and making very carefully crafted lewd remarks.

Twelve minutes later…

“Oh shoot, my mom is asking if we’re ready to be picked up?” Tabby asked suddenly while she looked at her phone.

“I don’t know, are we?” Rylee asked, looking at her two friends.

From what I could surmise, it seemed that the ladies were willing to entertain me a little more, whether it be physical or not I couldn’t tell, so I took the next logical step.

“I could always drop you ladies off, later, if you want.” I said, shooting my shot, as these youngsters say nowadays.

“My parents aren’t home.” Tabby said to her two friends.

“Tabby!?” Said Hanna in a surprised tone as she looked at her friend and then at me.

“Hanna?” Rylee now asked.

The girls all looked at each other, some kind of silent body language that only close friends could possibly understand. There was a moment of silence.

“Okay, I’m game, let’s go to Tabby’s then.” Hanna said and the other two agreed

Now, I often hear people my age complain about the open sexuality that today’s youth seem to enjoy. I personally found it very silly to hear and never accepted it as such; anyone that is old enough to have experienced the 60’s or the 70’s would attest; but I do admit that it is a lot easier nowadays. As I pulled up to Tabby’s home, I made the smart decision to not park in her driveway.

I suddenly felt as happy as a clam. I may have been jumping ahead of myself, but I went into her home optimistically, in my mind I was about to have sex with three very beautiful young women.

The house was all on one floor, the salmon coloured walls were appealing to the eyes, not too strong a color to choose. The living room was immediately to the right of the entrance, it had a wall mounted TV, a circular glass coffee table surrounded by a large, sectional couch of white/beige color. The floor was white marble that led to a long hallway. The kitchen was slightly to the left at the beginning of the hallway, the long hallway continued and at its end was Tabby’s room.

As I was being led into the bedroom my heart rate shot up, I was suddenly very nervous, I have never been in a situation quite like this. It’s amazing what some charm, confidence and good looks can do for you. I remember being in High School, I couldn’t even get a first date. I was this scrawny, timid thing, barely noticeable. It wasn’t until I met the woman that I married when all that changed.

I was lost in thought and didn’t even realize where I was until I heard the door close behind me. Suddenly, this was all too real. I watched those three teens sit down on the bed. I looked at them, each one had something I loved, Rylee with her nice legs and her straightforwardness, Tabby with her demure physique and those big round eyes that hid behind those glasses, she looked so innocent. And of course Hanna, the beautiful brunette with a perfect smile and a killer ass.

Holy Fuck, what am I going to do? I’ve never even considered how I was going to please three women at the same time. I was so preoccupied with simply getting to this point that I never planned ahead.

I immediately smelled sweet perfume as I entered. The room itself was decently big. There was a big bed with white bedsheets and two white pillows, a closet to my left, a computer table to my right. The walls, unlike the rest of the house, were not painted with the pinkish hue, but with a light, blue tone instead. In fact, it was a nice touch.

All three of them were sitting down on the bed, looking at me, they suddenly appeared shy– looking at each other. I felt a cold chill as I began to feel my chance slowly disappear. I needed to do something, otherwise they might chicken out.

Luckily, Rylee gave me that chance as she removed her sweater and her shoes, the other two followed her by doing the same.