Janis sex tales part2

She was glad that Peter was so discreet. He hardly talked to her and made
sure that he only touched her lightly as he walked by or passed her a paper
during the course of business. She felt the electricity and knew he did too.
It was dangerous but she believed they were being discreet enough that if
anyone noticed they would believe it was inadvertent contact. It was, for the
most part, but still she felt the electricity each time they touched.

When the meeting broke up, she had some papers to gather up and a little
setting up for the meeting tomorrow. When she came out of the meeting room,
there were hundreds of people standing around in the corridor. Peter was in a
group talking to several people. Garolynn was standing right beside him with
her hand on his left arm. Peter appeared to be talking to a man on his right
and when he finished, he turned to Garolynn and they exchanged a few words.
Garolynn patted him on the back and he appeared to give her arm a squeeze.
She left the group and Peter continued to talk to the person to his right.
Since most of the people in this group were part of the bunch that had just
left the room, Janis wandered over there.

“Hi,” she said as she joined the group. “We were just talking about going to
the Rusty Pelican for supper,” Peter said to her “Want to come?” “Sure,”
Janis replied “But I have to change clothes first.” “Us too, - why don’t we
meet in the lobby in an hour?” Everybody kind of agreed and the group began
to disband to their respective rooms, the bar or wherever. Peter quietly
whispered in Janis’s ear, “Race you to my room!” Janis was taken back and
then realized that she didn’t know his room number anyway. Besides, her
husband might call now since it was dinner time at her house. “Come to my
room,” she said under her breath. “OK, soon as I get my clothes changed we
can arrange to do something, legal or illegal,” he said loud enough that she
was sure Garolynn, whom they just passed, was sure to hear. He rode up on the
elevator with her, and several others. She got off on the second floor,
glancing at him as she exited the elevator.

By the time she got to her room, she noticed the elevator was just getting to
the 6th floor and she watched him leave it. She didn’t know what to expect,
except she knew that she was upset with herself the way she noticed how he
paid attention to Garolynn. “After all,” she said to herself “I don’t own
him, I’m not married to him and he’s white, free and over twenty three!” She
drew the shades and began to undress, shedding her skirt, slip and unbuttoning
her blouse. She put her blouse in a drawer of the dresser and folded her
slip, placing it in another drawer. She was hanging her skirt up when she
heard a soft knock at the door. “My God, who can that be?” she thought.
Since she was standing right at the door, she looked through the peek hole.
It was him. “How could he have gotten dressed and down here so fast,” she
wondered, “Should I let him in, or finished getting dressed.” “Just a
minute,” she said as she grabbed another blouse and her levis. She opened the
door and stepped into the bathroom at the same time.

The group was standing near the door and Garolynn and Janis quickly walked
toward them. “Who’s all got cars?” Peter asked. 3 hands raised and they each
collected enough riders that the whole group was accommodated. “See you at
the Rusty Pelican, ” one of the drivers said. Garolynn and Janis got in
Peter’s car along with three other people. Both of the ladies sat in the
front seat, Garolynn next to Peter, in the middle. A cringe of jealousy leapt
into Janis but she tried hard to ignore it.

As the car started to move, somebody from the back seat asked Peter if he knew
where the Rusty Pelican was. “Yes, its really across the street,” he replied,
“But its really easier to drive than walk because of the traffic and the
street here.” “Actually, its about a block down the street but it will take a
few minutes because its next to the freeway and we have to wind around through
a back road or two,” he said. Garolynn leaned over to Peter and whispered
that she thought there was something funny going on near her room. “Why?”
Peter asked. “Well, I thought I heard someone screaming right next door and
then Janis came out of the room next door so it must have been somewhere else
on the floor,” she said. Peter looked over at Janis and saw she was beet red.
Garolynn looked at Janis too and Peter said jokingly, “You have something you
want to tell us about or is this a private matter?” Janis stammered something
to the effect that she had heard some weird sounds also but was not paying a
whole lot of attention. The three in the back seat were having their own
conversation and had not heard any of this.

As they got to the Rusty Pelican, they all got out of their cars. There were
16 total bodies to be fed. They entered the building and indicated they would
like seating for 16. “It will take just a minute,” the maitre de said. As
they waited, they made small talk, mostly about the meeting, the arrangements
and various people in attendance. “We have you table ready,” the maitre de
called to Peter. They filed to the rear of the building where a large, oval
table sat with sixteen chairs. Janis sat on Peter’s right with Garolynn on
his left. It was a tight fit, with Peter on one end of the oval table and the
rest crowded into the rest of the table. The waitress came and took the
orders and food soon arrived.

As they began eating, Peter noticed Garolynn’s leg began rubbing against his
with some regularity. Since he was doing the same thing with Janis, he found
this a little odd. During dinner, Garolynn put her hand on his leg a couple
of times. Feeling kind of brave, Peter let his hand find her leg as he leaned
over to ask her a question. Feeling no resistance, he moved his hand to her
crotch and noticed she slid a little closer to him. Since he needed both
hands, during various parts of the meal, he found himself rubbing both Janis
and Garolynn upper legs and lower stomach during different times of the meal.
Neither seemed to notice the other as he was casual about it, usually leaning
toward one or the other as they carried on casual dinner conversation. Both
were responding to his touch and Garolynn had actually placed her hand on his
cock, rubbing it for a short period.

They had a couple of after dinner drinks, white wine for Janis, Amaretto for
Peter and Kalua for Garolynn along with various drinks for some of the others.
It was getting close to 7pm when someone suggested that they go back to the
hotel. Garolynn and Janis were beginning to exhibit small signs of
intoxication, although nothing that would be noticed except by someone like
…End of the part2. To be continued..

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Janis sex tales part2

She was glad that Peter was so discreet. He hardly talked to her and made
sure that he only touched her lightly as he walked by or passed her a paper
during the course of business. She felt the electricity and knew he did too.
It was dangerous but she believed they were being discreet enough that if
anyone noticed they would believe it was inadvertent contact. It was, for the
most part, but still she felt the electricity each time they touched.

When the meeting broke up, she had some papers to gather up and a little
setting up for the meeting tomorrow. When she came out of the meeting room,
there were hundreds of people standing around in the corridor. Peter was in a
group talking to several people. Garolynn was standing right beside him with
her hand on his left arm. Peter appeared to be talking to a man on his right
and when he finished, he turned to Garolynn and they exchanged a few words.
Garolynn patted him on the back and he appeared to give her arm a squeeze.
She left the group and Peter continued to talk to the person to his right.
Since most of the people in this group were part of the bunch that had just
left the room, Janis wandered over there.

“Hi,” she said as she joined the group. “We were just talking about going to
the Rusty Pelican for supper,” Peter said to her “Want to come?” “Sure,”
Janis replied “But I have to change clothes first.” “Us too, - why don’t we
meet in the lobby in an hour?” Everybody kind of agreed and the group began
to disband to their respective rooms, the bar or wherever. Peter quietly
whispered in Janis’s ear, “Race you to my room!” Janis was taken back and
then realized that she didn’t know his room number anyway. Besides, her
husband might call now since it was dinner time at her house. “Come to my
room,” she said under her breath. “OK, soon as I get my clothes changed we
can arrange to do something, legal or illegal,” he said loud enough that she
was sure Garolynn, whom they just passed, was sure to hear. He rode up on the
elevator with her, and several others. She got off on the second floor,
glancing at him as she exited the elevator.

By the time she got to her room, she noticed the elevator was just getting to
the 6th floor and she watched him leave it. She didn’t know what to expect,
except she knew that she was upset with herself the way she noticed how he
paid attention to Garolynn. “After all,” she said to herself “I don’t own
him, I’m not married to him and he’s white, free and over twenty three!” She
drew the shades and began to undress, shedding her skirt, slip and unbuttoning
her blouse. She put her blouse in a drawer of the dresser and folded her
slip, placing it in another drawer. She was hanging her skirt up when she
heard a soft knock at the door. “My God, who can that be?” she thought.
Since she was standing right at the door, she looked through the peek hole.
It was him. “How could he have gotten dressed and down here so fast,” she
wondered, “Should I let him in, or finished getting dressed.” “Just a
minute,” she said as she grabbed another blouse and her levis. She opened the
door and stepped into the bathroom at the same time.

The group was standing near the door and Garolynn and Janis quickly walked
toward them. “Who’s all got cars?” Peter asked. 3 hands raised and they each
collected enough riders that the whole group was accommodated. “See you at
the Rusty Pelican, ” one of the drivers said. Garolynn and Janis got in
Peter’s car along with three other people. Both of the ladies sat in the
front seat, Garolynn next to Peter, in the middle. A cringe of jealousy leapt
into Janis but she tried hard to ignore it.

As the car started to move, somebody from the back seat asked Peter if he knew
where the Rusty Pelican was. “Yes, its really across the street,” he replied,
“But its really easier to drive than walk because of the traffic and the
street here.” “Actually, its about a block down the street but it will take a
few minutes because its next to the freeway and we have to wind around through
a back road or two,” he said. Garolynn leaned over to Peter and whispered
that she thought there was something funny going on near her room. “Why?”
Peter asked. “Well, I thought I heard someone screaming right next door and
then Janis came out of the room next door so it must have been somewhere else
on the floor,” she said. Peter looked over at Janis and saw she was beet red.
Garolynn looked at Janis too and Peter said jokingly, “You have something you
want to tell us about or is this a private matter?” Janis stammered something
to the effect that she had heard some weird sounds also but was not paying a
whole lot of attention. The three in the back seat were having their own
conversation and had not heard any of this.

As they got to the Rusty Pelican, they all got out of their cars. There were
16 total bodies to be fed. They entered the building and indicated they would
like seating for 16. “It will take just a minute,” the maitre de said. As
they waited, they made small talk, mostly about the meeting, the arrangements
and various people in attendance. “We have you table ready,” the maitre de
called to Peter. They filed to the rear of the building where a large, oval
table sat with sixteen chairs. Janis sat on Peter’s right with Garolynn on
his left. It was a tight fit, with Peter on one end of the oval table and the
rest crowded into the rest of the table. The waitress came and took the
orders and food soon arrived.

As they began eating, Peter noticed Garolynn’s leg began rubbing against his
with some regularity. Since he was doing the same thing with Janis, he found
this a little odd. During dinner, Garolynn put her hand on his leg a couple
of times. Feeling kind of brave, Peter let his hand find her leg as he leaned
over to ask her a question. Feeling no resistance, he moved his hand to her
crotch and noticed she slid a little closer to him. Since he needed both
hands, during various parts of the meal, he found himself rubbing both Janis
and Garolynn upper legs and lower stomach during different times of the meal.
Neither seemed to notice the other as he was casual about it, usually leaning
toward one or the other as they carried on casual dinner conversation. Both
were responding to his touch and Garolynn had actually placed her hand on his
cock, rubbing it for a short period.

They had a couple of after dinner drinks, white wine for Janis, Amaretto for
Peter and Kalua for Garolynn along with various drinks for some of the others.
It was getting close to 7pm when someone suggested that they go back to the
hotel. Garolynn and Janis were beginning to exhibit small signs of
intoxication, although nothing that would be noticed except by someone like
…End of the part2. To be continued..

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