Seducing Jennifer Pt. 23-24

We turned and walked toward the gym and sauna. And indoor pool. When we were out of hearing range of Carlo, I sang softly, "Livin' it up at the Hotel California...such a lovely place...such a lovely face..."

Tommy chuckled and finished it for me. "Relax, said the night man... We are programmed to receive...you can check out any time you like, but you can NEVER leave!"

I sobered suddenly. "It's kind of starting to feel that way, Dude. Seriously. This whole thing is like a dream." And not as nice as some other ones I've had recently, I thought to myself.

We toured the downstairs facilities and then checked out the roof before going back to Suite 74. The girls were seated at the table, books open before them, chattering busily, but it didn't sound like school work to me. "And Tommy can be so polite and attentive when he wants to be! And so handsome too! His skin is like black velvet, I just always want to touch it!"

"Hey there pretty ladies!" I interrupted. "Studying hard, I see."

Mary Louise blushed deeply. "We were discussing, um, world history. The period after the collapse of the Soviet Union. Up to now."

"Great!" I said. "We were discussing the same thing. So maybe we should all discuss it together."

"Isn't it about lunch time?" Tommy asked. "I always study better after a full meal."

"Tommy!" Mary Louise began ominously, "Jennifer and I have decided that we will study for at least two more hours and then go out for lunch. So come and sit here beside me and we will all study together. Tommy obediently pulled a chair close to Mary Louise's and sat down. I couldn't be sure, but it looked like their knees were touching under the table.

I sat next to Jennifer and slipped my hand between her thighs. She squirmed and removed it. I put it back. She sighed, shot Mary Louise a significant look, and left it there. "So where shall we start," she said.

"Maybe with the northward migration of, uh, manual labor?" I suggested casually, inserting a finger under the hem of Jennifer's shorts. She had panties on under her shorts. Bummer.

"I believe that trend is reversing," Jennifer said, firmly pushing my hand back down toward her knee.

Mary Louise and Tommy looked at each other and smiled knowingly. "You know," Tommy said, "maybe you and Jennifer should study together in another room, and Little Red and I could work out a, ah, lesson plan."

"No!" Jennifer and Mary Louise said in unison. "You guys stay where you are, and keep your minds on business."

We finished off the meager remains of the history course and moved on to Honors Physics. We were all 'A' students, so even this subject was not terribly challenging. My hand rested comfortably against Jennifer's crotch, and she had given up on removing it. We moved on to Economics.

"Speaking of supply and demand," my supply of energy is diminishing and I'm about to demand some food," Tommy said. "Whatcha got for lunch, Chief?"

"We're going out for lunch," Mary Louise reminded him.

"Uh, yeah; about that," I said. "There's a nice restaurant right here in the hotel, and I can just sign for the bill, so maybe we ought to go there? They have pizza..."

"Sounds good to me," Tommy said, pushing his chair back. "Let's do this thing. You girls need to go shake the dew off your lilies or anything before we go?"

"Tommy!" Mary Louise said severely. "Try to have a little couth, please!" She rose from her chair and stood, turning to Jennifer. "You want to stop by the restroom before we go?"

"Sure," Tommy said.

"Not YOU! Girls only!" Jennifer and Mary Louise disappeared into the princess bedroom and Tommy and I waited by the front door.

"Fuck me," Tommy whispered. "I could hardly think there at the table because all my blood was trapped in my dick. That Mary Louise...any time I get close enough to smell her, it's instant boner."

"I know exactly what you mean," I commiserated. "My dick has been up and down so many times it thinks it's an elevator."

"Mine is trying to disprove a basic law of physics. You know, 'What goes up must come down.' Not necessarily true, Dude." We laughed and bumped fists.

"Hey," I said, "Maybe after lunch we ought to do a little private studying. Jennifer and I could go in her bedroom, and close the door, and you and Mary Louise could have a little, uh, teacher's conference."

"Sweet! I'm up for it." Tommy chuckled throatily.

The girls came out of the bathroom, eyeing us suspiciously. "What are you two talking about?" Mary Louise asked, taking his hand.

"Economics," I said. "Physics," Tommy said. We laughed. The girls sighed and exchanged glances.

In the elevator Mary Louise and Tommy stood on one side, holding hands, and Jennifer and I stood on the other. I put my hand on her waist and pulled her against me, kissing her forehead. She leaned against me and I could feel her stiff little nipples against my stomach. She wasn't wearing a bra, at least.

"Told you, Red. They can't keep their hands off each other for five minutes," Tommy said.

"I think it's sweet," Mary Louise said. "I like to see people in love. It makes me feel all squiggly inside."

We all walked down to the hotel restaurant. The dining room was truly awesome, with soaring ceilings, crystal chandeliers, and roaring-twenties décor. An impeccably dressed Maître D' escorted us to a corner table. We were the only customers in the place. He seated the girls with a flourish and handed us all heavy leather-covered menus, then left us.

We flipped open the menus and studied the selections, which were described both in Italian and in English. There were no prices.

"Sweet Jesus," Tommy whispered. "Can we afford this place? I got like twenty bucks on me. Which might cover the water..."

"I got this, Dude," I said. "Don't sweat it. If you're going to come all the way over here to help us out, I can take care of food and stuff."

Jennifer nodded. "We really do appreciate this, guys. And if there's ever anything we can do for either of you, just name it."

We all studied our menus and agreed on an extra-large Sicilian pizza with ripe olives, mushrooms, pepperoni, prosciutto and extra cheese. A starched and pressed waiter took our order. "Anything to drink?" he asked.

"You got a nice Chianti?" Tommy asked innocently.

"We'll all have iced tea," Jennifer told the waiter firmly.

"And the antipasto platter to share," I added. The waiter bowed and disappeared into the kitchen.

"I need to visit the ladies' room," Mary Louise said to Jennifer. "You want to come with me?"

We helped them out of their seats and they headed for the restrooms.

"Shit-fire," Tommy said. "They just went ten minutes ago. And why do they always have to go together? They have to hold each other's panties while they pee or something?"

"They're going in there to discuss their plans for the afternoon, not pee, Doofus," I said. "Bet you a dollar their plans are pretty much the same as ours. But they'll never admit it. They have to make you think it was all your idea, or they feel slutty."

"Hope you're right, Dude," Tommy said morosely. "But I'll take that bet anyway. I ain't even got to first base yet. And I got a couple of foul balls on me already. So it's kind of iffy."

"Just keep on swinging, Studly. You'll hit one out of the park if you can be patient for a while."

The girls came back, smiling secretively at one another and giggling just as the waiter served the antipasto platter. "Buon appetito," he said as he left.

"Oh my, but he's a smooth one," Mary Louise said appreciatively. "And aren't Italians supposed to be the world's experts in, mm, seduction?"

Tommy glared at her. "Of course," she added hastily, "I've heard that they find it necessary to try to seduce everything on two legs. So that would be a definite deal-breaker for me." She batted her eyes innocently at Tommy. "I need a man who finds me completely irresistible, to the exclusion of all others."

"Hard to find one who wouldn't," Tommy muttered, picking at the antipasto. "Unless maybe he prefers little boys."

"Why, thank you, Tommy!" Mary Louise gushed. "You deserve a big reward for that lovely complement."

Tommy perked up instantly. "You know, " he said, "I'm not real hungry after all. Maybe me and Little Red should go back to the room and let you two have some privacy. You could bring us the left-over pizza when you're done."

"Sit, Tommy. We're going to have a nice, quiet luncheon and we'll discuss rewards later. If you're good and you eat all your vegetables."

The pizza was served, and we all ate ravenously. It was different, but delicious. They certainly didn't have anything like that at Domino's. When we were finished the girls found it necessary to visit the bathroom once again. The elegant waiter materialized at the table and handed me a leather folder. "You may sign for this and it will be applied to your account, Sir," he told me. "Including gratuity."

I signed with a flourish and thanked him. "Sweet bleeding Jesus," Tommy said, rolling his eyes. "Where do I get one of those accounts?"

"You don't," I said. "But stick with me and you won't need one."

Upstairs in the suite we all stretched and yawned, and I suggested a quick nap before going back to work. Tommy was quick to agree, and the girls feigned reluctance, but I noticed them glancing at each other with sparkling eyes. "We'll take Jennifer's room and you two can take mine," I offered generously.

"No bedroom for us!" Mary Louise interjected. "So you two can just stay in your own rooms, and we'll rest out here." She smirked at Jennifer, who glared back.

"You two could try that big leather sofa," I told them. "There's plenty of room for both of you." I went into my bedroom and closed the door firmly. Jennifer and I met in the connecting bathroom and she flew into my arms. "Oh, Jacky!" she moaned into my mouth. "I want you so much I can't stand it!"

"I know what you mean," I said faintly, putting a hand on her firm breast. "Let's go to my room. In case you might like to get naked."

"You WISH!" She smiled demurely, but I saw mischief in her pale blue eyes. "You go ahead. I need to make a stop in my dressing room. Just to freshen up a little."

"The bidet again?" I teased. "I'm starting to get jealous of that thing."

A tinge of color flushed her neck and cheeks. "Maybe. But that's none of your business."

"I think maybe the Rule applies here," I said, kissing her warm neck near an ear. "I think I need to be present when you use that thing from now on."

"I guess that's fair," she said, blushing furiously. "I got a little carried away the last time..."

"I'll carry you away," I said, scooping her up in my arms. I carried her to the dressing room and set her down gently. We undressed each other, pausing to stroke and kiss along the way, and when she stood naked before me my heart was stuttering like a snare drum. She climbed onto the bidet and I stood close behind her, my hands on her shoulders and my stiff cock against her spine as she adjusted the taps. Warm water bubbled up from the spout beneath her and she sighed happily.

"This feels almost as nice as what you do to me," she said. "But not quite."

I slipped my hands down between her parted thighs and spread the lips of her pussy, letting the warm water massage her tiny clit. "The Rule says watch. Not assist," she whispered.

"It's vague on that point," I told her, nudging her stiffening clitty with my finger. "If there are no objections from either party, it should be OK."

"No objections here," Jennifer sighed.

I played with her pussy until she started to squirm, then kissed the top of her head and stepped back. Interesting to see it from her perspective. She really couldn't see much. "You go on ahead now," she said after a few more minutes. "Turn down the bed while I dry off and I'll be right in."

I was lying in the middle of the huge mirrored bed, the blankets thrown back to reveal black satin sheets when she glided into the room. She was wearing only the transparent peignoir from the night before. She stopped in the doorway and let me have a good look at her sinuous form. "Maid Jennifer, as you requested, Master," she said timidly. "How may I serve you?"

New game. New rules. You had to be quick on your feet with these Crowley women. "First you may remove that ridiculous house-coat," I told her gruffly. "Then you will join me in this bed."

"But that's not in my job description," she said plaintively. "I'm only a house-maid. Not one of your many concubines."

"It is now," I said severely. "You've been promoted. Now get over her and be quick about it."

She slowly pulled the fastening string of the peignoir until the bow-knot came apart and the filmy garment slithered to the floor. She climbed onto the high mattress and knelt beside me, one arm covering her breasts and the other hand tucked between her thighs. "What is my master's pleasure?" she asked, her eyes downcast.

"You are," I said, "as you know full well. Now lie here beside me and do not hide your body with your hands. I want to see all of you."

She obeyed, resting her golden head on my outstretched arm. She looked up at the mirrored canopy above us and her eyes widened. "Gee Whillickers, Jacky! That looks like tiny little me in bed with a big naked savage!"

Muffled sounds came from the next room, first Tommy's deep bass growl and then Mary Louise's tinkling giggle. "Sounds like they're getting along splendidly," I said.

"Oh, she's crazy for him, you know. She's had the worst crush on him for years, but he never looked twice at her."

"I'm pretty sure he's looked more than twice," I smiled. "He just figured it was hopeless. Hey; I never knew you and Mary Louise were such good friends."

"We weren't, really, but I think we're about to be. She's really sweet when you get to know her, not like the spoiled little rich bitch she pretends to be. Her father is a bank president, you know. I think they have connections to the Kennedy family."

And the Kennedy family have connections to certain shady Italian gentlemen, I thought. Things were starting to add up in an odd way. "Well, Tommy is nuts about her too, so I hope things work out for them."

"Me too. But I'm afraid that part of Tommy's appeal is the forbidden-fruit thing. Her parents would put her in a convent if they ever knew she was seeing a black guy. It could turn into a real Romeo and Juliet story."

I pulled her into my arms and kissed her until we were both short of breath. Jennifer looked up at the mirror again. "It's so strange seeing us from this perspective," she mused. "I never imagined we looked like that together. Kind of like ebony and ivory," she giggled, "Or in this case, more like red velvet cake with cream-cheese frosting."

"I always liked the frosting best," I said, rolling to face her and slipping my hand between her thighs. "I like to lick it all off..."

"Oooh, Jacky! That's so nasty-sounding! It makes me feel squishy all over!"

"The thing with frosting is, you start with the peaks," I said, sliding down to suck her small breasts into my mouth one at a time. "And then you explore the valleys..." I kissed my way down to her diminutive pussy, and slid my tongue between the tangy folds.

"Mixed metaphors, Jacky. We need to work more on English Lit."

"I prefer English clit," I murmured against her soft cleft. I tasted her wet snatch and licked upward to tease her clitty with the tip of my tongue.

"I'm feeling useless here," she gasped after a few minutes. "Lie on your back, Jack. I'll do you for a while."

Another burst of giggling from the other room, then silence.

Jennifer knelt beside me to take my cock in her mouth and I lifted her hips to meet my face. She put her thighs over my shoulders and we enjoyed each other until she began to shiver and I knew she was about to come. I slid the end of my thumb into her hot snatch and teased her tiny anus with a forefinger, then slid it in just a little. "I'm coming, Jacky!" she sobbed around my throbbing meat. "Come with me! Come in my mouth!"

She shuddered above me and I spurted a hefty load into her warm mouth. I could feel her swallowing frantically, trying to choke it all down, until she collapsed against me and my cock slid out of her warm mouth. She crawled up to lie next to me again, and I held her tight and pulled the sheet up to cover us.

"I love you, Jennifer," I told her as we drifted off to sleep. "I love you soooo much."