Helping Each Other

Tori could just make out Trish asking her husband, "Miles, what are we going to do?!" Miles on the other hand, had also lost his self confident air, but his was replaced by anger. He had his cellphone up to his ear and had a hand over the mouthpiece to cover his response to his wife. "Well I don't bloody well know, do I?!" His crisp British manners now forgotten in the desperation of finding lodging for the night.

Tori found herself walking towards them. The flirting and vague propositions they had offered her swirling through her mind, along with the wild, vivid fantasies she had conjured up with her vibrator at work in her bed. Mixed with those thoughts was her determination to avoid any entanglements with married people.

Her more sensible side reasoned that they would surely behave themselves in a situation where their spouse was in attendance. Before she could allow herself to overthink the situation, she approached them.

"Excuse me," Tori said to Trish, "I don't know if you remember me. But we met yesterday." Trish turned to the voice and her face immediately showed her recognition of Tori, but it also had a hint of annoyance, as if she was realizing that Tori had been so eager to get away from her the day before when they had a real opportunity to get acquainted, but now, when Trish was worried about her lack of a place to lay her head that night, now, Tori wanted to talk to her.

But she had maintained her composure, and politely said, "Yes, yes of course I remember you. Tori, right?" Miles meanwhile, scanned Tori's heavy winter clothing, phone still to his ear. Then met Tori's uncertain glance with a curt nod.

"Yes, Tori, that's right. I couldn't help but notice your situation. It seems like a lot of people checked out of their rooms and found they couldn't leave." Trish swallowed her retort about the statement of the obvious, and agreed, adding that her and her husband were included in that dilemma.

"Well," Tori started, suddenly unsure of herself again, she realized that she might be making a big mistake. Trish gave her a look that said to get on with it, so she proceeded. "I called here and reserved the last available room when I saw the flights were all canceled."

Tori saw she now had Trish's full attention, and Miles' too, it seemed. Although both of them seemed to be annoyed with Tori for rubbing her good fortune in their faces. So she continued, "The thing is, I have a room with two queen beds. I'm obviously not going to need them both, soo...."

She'd watched Trish begin to register what she was getting at as those bright blue eyes grew with surprise, then they started to tear up with gratitude. It was her turn to stutter then, "So you, are you, you mean.....?"

Miles had apparently been on hold on the phone, and hearing what Tori was saying he hung up. "Excuse me, but what I believe my wife is trying to ask is, are you offering us your other bed then?" His crisp British accent, now humbled, still made Tori swoon.

"Yes, that's exactly what I'm suggesting." Tori told them. "You both seemed so nice when we met," Tori added, "and I can't imagine being stranded in this town in this weather. I thought it would be a shame to have an unused bed...." She kept to herself her thoughts about how sexy she thought they both were. Not to mention her curiosity about their sleepwear.

"Oh Tori, thank you!" Trish gushed, pulling Tori in for a hug. Even through the winter apparel both women wore, Tori felt the curves of her new friend, and felt herself getting warm again, as Trish held her a little longer than necessary.

"You must allow us to pay for the room then." Miles said, again totally in charge and confident. He was smiling at Tori as his wife held her.

"No! Don't be silly, I put it on the company card. It's all taken care of." Tori told him. She thought briefly that just seeing this couple in whatever they slept in would be payment enough. It would fuel so many future fantasies.

"Meals then!" Miles stated. "We will be paying for all your meals today. Starting with lunch. Which is overdue." He smiled at both women. "Are either of you ladies getting hungry?"

"I am, now that you mentioned it." Trish said, finally releasing Tori. "Considering that you made me miss breakfast!" She added with a lewd grin and an elbow to Miles ribs.

Miles returned her lascivious smile and quipped, "Quite. But in my defense dear, there WAS some protein intake involved, for both of us." He winked at Tori, and she felt the blood rising to her face.

So Tori gave her spare key card for her room to the Townsends, and they went to the room to stow their luggage and get ready to go to lunch.

Miles knew of a good place for lunch, it turned out that he had an affinity for good old greasy spoon American restaurants. It was a diner right around the corner, so they braved the elements once again and made a dash for it.

And he had been right, the food was delicious, and Tori, now in a position to let her guard down, had enjoyed the company even more. Trish and Miles were both friendly and outgoing, and a little flirty. But not so much as to make Tori uncomfortable.

They talked about work of course, as they were all employed by the same company, but in different departments and from other ends of the country. Tori was glad for their company and the fact that they were avoiding personal matters, at least for now. It was easily the most enjoyable meal she'd had the entire time she had been in this god forsaken city.

But as soon as they moved on to pie and coffee their personal lives came up. "But who wants to talk about work after the week we've just had." Trish began. "Tell us about you Tori, what's going on with you? Do you have some sexy man waiting for you at home?" Trish knew right away by the look on Tori's pretty face that she had touched a nerve.

"Uhm, no. No one's waiting at home. There was, but, it didn't work out." Tori answered quietly. She hoped that Trish wouldn't press her for more details than that, as it was the last thing she wanted to talk about.

Fortunately Trish read her mood, and didn't want to hurt Tori's feelings. She reached out for Tori's hand and told her gently, "It's okay sweetie, you'll find the right one. I had to go through a few losers before I met someone who I'm totally compatible with." She gave Tori an encouraging smile and took Miles' hand with her free one.

"Plus," She continued, "If you aren't tied down, that means you can play the field!" As she gave Tori a lusty smirk, Miles added, "Of course, if you're into it, you could get tied down while playing the field, if the mood strikes of course." His naughty smile left no doubt about his meaning, and Tori felt her temperature rising again. "You're terrible Miles!" Trish gushed at her hubby. "But he is right you know." She added conspiratorially to Tori, making her squirm.

After the meal, as they waited for the check, Miles asked, "So what would you ladies like to do with the rest of the day?" Tori had no idea, and said as much. Trish, on the other hand had a great plan. "Well, we are stuck in a frozen fucking wasteland with nothing to do and nowhere to go. It sounds like the perfect opportunity for some day drinking!"

Miles and Tori shared a laugh, and Miles said, "That's my girl!" Tori agreed that it sounded like a great idea. So after the check was paid and a nice tip was left, they set off in search of a suitable bar. Trish wanted something dark and quiet, she'd had enough of the crowds in the hotel, as had Tori.

Miles wanted to shoot pool. Tori said she didn't care, as long as they made strong drinks. They all laughed and Miles and Trish shared a look at that statement.

The first bar they tried was across the street from the hotel, and predictably full of people like themselves, who were stranded by the weather. It seemed like a continuation of the parties in the hotel bar, and they wanted none of that.

They decided to move on without even ordering a drink.

The second bar they found was no better, and after one drink they hailed a cab. Miles had a theory that any cabby worth his salt would know all the local watering holes, and would know just where to take them.

His hunch paid off, the cabbie said he knew a place a short ride further downtown. Tori found herself in the back of the cab, sandwiched between her new friends. She could feel their bodies, Miles' firm and strong on her right, and Trish's soft delectable curves on her left. She could smell the masculine cologne Miles used, and the subtle, alluring perfume from Trish. Tori found herself quickly warming despite the poor heating of the cab.

She couldn't help but think about the fact that she was wedged between the two sexiest people she had met that week, and she found herself getting excited by the memories of her fantasies about them as she made herself cum. As she breathed their individual scents, and felt their bodies against her, she thought about her dildo in place of Miles, her fingers in place of Trish. Tori squirmed at the idea of being between them, wondering what it would be like to be naked between them.

Almost too soon they were deposited in front of a small hole in the wall bar at the edge of an industrial area. It was a blue collar joint that Tori would never expect to be an attraction for her sophisticated companions, but they seemed to take it in stride and be right at home immediately.

Inside they found a dim, smoky atmosphere with pool tables in a back room. The faint click of the balls could be heard faintly over the two tee shirt clad patrons at the bar playing along with the daytime game show on the small TV on the wall.

After ordering drinks at the bar from the bored bartender they went to occupy a table in the far corner. As the women settled in, Miles excused himself to go search out the pool table, quipping wryly that he hoped he wouldn't have to explain the difference between 8 ball and billiards.

He shared a look with Trish before he left that seemed to be rife with meaning between the two. Tori had a feeling that meaning had nothing to do with pool or billiards. It was the type of look that married people used to communicate silently when in the company of others.

As Miles disappeared behind the smoke stained curtain that hung in the entrance to the back room, Trish turned to Tori and reached across the table to take her hand in both of hers. Tori felt the warmth of her grip travel through her body as Trish told her, "Miles and I want you to know how grateful we are to you for your generosity. It must have been somewhat scary offering to share your room with two people you barely know."

Tori took a second to realize what Trish had said to her. Her mind was still processing the way Miles' polo had fit his thin but athletic frame. And Trish, she had again taken her time as she pulled off her winter parka, pausing, it seemed as she had her arms pulled back behind her, leaving her breasts pointing directly at Tori.

Tori had seen them in these clothes before they left their hotel room, but the one drink they had consumed rather quickly in the previous bar seemed to have gone straight to Tori's head. Or her libido. Her ruminations during the cab ride added to her rising lust.

"Oh, it's nothing." Tori finally blurted, trying not to look at the tits resting on the table in front of her. "I'm glad I could help." She took a healthy sip of her gin and tonic, noticing right away that while this establishment didn't carry the best brands, they were generous with the portions. She made a face as she set her glass back down.

Trish giggled at her friend, asking, "Good drink, huh?" And took a long drink of her own. The rum and coke burned it's way down. "Whoo, I see what you mean. We will certainly get our money's worth here! Or at least Miles will!" She said with a laugh. "You said you wanted strong drinks, I think you got your wish!"

Tori laughed along with her and the women clinked glasses in agreement, before taking another sip. "I don't mean to pry," Trish started. "but I couldn't help but notice the pain in your eyes when I asked you about a man in your life. Have you been hurt recently dear?"

Tori immediately responded with a frown and Trish squeezed her hand. Tori took another, bigger drink and answered, "Yes, I just broke up with my fiancee. I caught him in bed with my best friend. Just a couple of weeks ago actually, so the pain is still rather fresh."

"Oh I see, that had to be extremely painful. So you not only lost your lover, but your best friend too. Do you want to talk about it dear?" Trish asked softly. "Sometimes it helps to get it out." Tori barely heard her, as Trish began to softly stroke her wrist with her thumb. The warmth and softness of Trish's fingers totally distracted Tori.

Tori watched Trish's fingers caressing her wrist, the tenderness of the touch sent a warmth through her. She looked up at the woman's beautiful blue eyes and saw genuine concern. "You can tell me dear." Trish whispered.

And Tori did, she let it all come spilling out, from the missed signs that her fiance and best friend were hooking up behind her back, to the dread of catching them fucking in her own bed. She didn't even realize she was crying until Trish handed her a napkin to dry her tears.

She confessed to her determination to come to this town, this convention, and fuck as many men as possible. She related her frustrations with the choices of men each night in the hotel bar. She even surprised herself with an admission of her own self gratification, which brought a lusty grin from her new friend.

As she was finishing her story, and drying her eyes with the napkin, Miles suddenly appeared with fresh drinks for both ladies. He exchanged another look with his wife and excused himself to return to the back room. Tori looked at the fresh drinks, and the now empty glasses beside them, she hadn't even realized they both needed another.

Once he was gone, Trish scooted her chair over to put her arm around Tori's waist. "Honey you just let it go! I know you are hurting now, but in the long run you will be better off without a man who would do such a thing."

"It's just that I feel like such a fool!" Tori blurted. "I thought our relationship was okay. Not perfect of course, but okay." She turned to face Trish, and saw genuine concern in her eyes. Their faces were inches apart. "Why, why would he do that to me?"

"Sweetie, some guys are just wired that way. Hell, some women are too. There are many who believe that humans just aren't meant to be tied down to one person forever." Trish answered honestly. She looked deep into Tori's eyes and continued, "Which is why Miles and I have an open relationship. We avoid all of the messy cheating and lying, and can have all the fun with other people we want. We just discuss it, and are always open and honest with each other."

Tori was stunned, she sat looking at Trish with her eyes wide. She thought about Miles holding her hand after his presentation, and Trish waiting for her in the corridor and asking her to lunch. It all made sense now. They were both attracted to her, she had known that. But she now realized that they weren't trying to cheat on their spouse. And she had shunned them both because of their wedding rings. She took a drink from the fresh glass in front of her. They were starting to go down easier now, and Tori was glad for the meal they had eaten.

Trish let her new friend absorb her news for a few seconds before she continued. "Miles told me about you the other night. He went on and on about how beautiful you were, but that you seemed sad. And when I saw you the next day, I knew you were the woman he had been talking about. And frankly, I think I wanted you even more than he did."

Tori was speechless for a moment. But she was quick to realize the implications of what Trish was saying. It meant that she could have had either of these sexy people and she would not have been a home wrecker. It also meant that she could still have them both, that very night!

Her pulse was racing, and she felt herself getting very aroused, very quickly. Trish was so close to her. She had her arm around Tori's waist as they held hands, and their legs were touching under the table. Trish had one breast pressed firmly against Tori's arm. She now knew that she was finally going to get what she had needed all week.

"I'm flattered." Tori said. "I was attracted to both of you too, but I couldn't let myself act on it. I saw your wedding rings and there was no way I was going to get in between a couple and cause the type of pain I was feeling!" She was about to reach out and touch Trish, or kiss her, but she had to know if it was allowed. She didn't know what the rules were for an open relationship, did Trish and Miles need to discuss it first? Did they ever actually play with just one woman together?

She was about to ask when Miles was suddenly at the table with another round of drinks. "Well, you too look as thick as thieves! I take it there has been some bonding going on here?" He said as he rejoined them.

Trish squeezed Tori's hand and said with a laugh, "Oh, there has definitely been some bonding going on here!" She smiled at Tori. "Hasn't there, sweetie?" Tori looked intently at Miles and answered, "Oh yeah, some serious bonding. But I have a feeling it's just the beginning."

"I see." Miles replied with raised eyebrows as he took a seat. "So my wife has explained our relationship to you then?" Tori looked at Trish as she answered, "Some," She looked back to Miles. "I'm just not sure what the etiquette is. Do you two need to know ahead of time when you are going to do something with someone else?" Looking again at Trish she asked, "And do you ever get together with just one other person? Like share someone?"

Trish smiled and said, "I think the best way to answer that is this." And with that she placed her hand gently on Tori's cheek and leaned in to kiss her. The kiss was gentle, tentative at first, but when Tori responded eagerly, it quickly intensified. Soon the two beautiful women were kissing passionately.

Miles watched as he pulled out his cellphone, he had saved the number of the cab company and now knew they would need to return to the hotel, quickly. He was already hardening in his pants, and he knew the women were going to be dripping by the time they got back to their room. He placed the call and ordered a cab as he watched his wife kissing her beautiful new friend.

Tori was quickly consumed with lust and desire. She had been denied any outlet for her passion all week, and now she was kissing a beautiful woman, and their mouths melded together perfectly. Trish was a wonderful kisser, and Tori poured herself into it.

As the heat started to build between the ladies, Miles felt compelled to slow them down. He knew they had more leeway for open, risque behavior in that type of establishment than they would in a more upscale place, but they were still in a public place. When he saw Tori palm Trish's tit, and Trish reached below the table, he cleared his throat loudly and said, "Excuse me ladies, I have a cab coming for us. And we have drinks to finish.

Tori and Trish pulled apart reluctantly, both breathing heavily and staring into each other's eyes. "He's right." Trish said softly. "We should try to behave, for now." She finished with a smile.

Tori said, "Yeah, I can see that getting out of hand." Tori said with a smile and a twinkle in her eyes. "But there is one thing I need to do before I finish my drink." She turned and wrapped her hand around Miles' neck and pulled him into a kiss. Just as it had been with Trish, the kiss started out slowly, sensually, but quickly became passionate.

But Tori broke off before it became too hot. "Sorry, but I had to do that." She told him. Miles smiled at her and said, "There is absolutely no need to apologize dear. I thoroughly enjoyed it. And I am eager to continue." He told her, placing a warm hand over hers and giving it a squeeze.