High Rise Nooner.
High Rise Nooner.
OK, number the second, but the names have been changed to protect the guilty. I am all about mixing things up, and I have a few friends who are on the provider side of the hobby. One of these is an MA who I see frequently and we share our various adventures during our sessions. She wanted to meet an SP friend of mine and I suggested an MA/SP/CH meeting. (notice how I slid myself in there?) She knew that my SP friend and I had already done a duo with another MA.
Because of our various schedules it was going to be hard to find an appropriate time and locale. Luckily we settled on a Noontime meeting when we were all free. Then the location was the next issue. I work downtown and know that some of the hotels rent Dayrooms, which is great because the Noon or 1 PM check-outs screws up nooners. I walked into one of my favourite downtown locales, the Marriot and luckily was able to secure one of the bigger kingsized rooms with a couch. I was even luckier when I went to check out the room and discovered it was on the 25th floor looking north.
To set the scene; straight ahead, the Supreme court, and beyond it the River, the city of Gatineau and the Gatineaus hills, all bathed in incredible sunlight. Look slightly left and you are looking up the Ottawa River as it dissapears up the valley. Look slightly right, Parliament hill, the Chateau, downtown Ottawa, you could even watch the protesters on the lawn of the hill.
I got a bottle of wine, some nice fruit/cheese plates and laid them out on the coffee table, and went to get the ladies. The SP had been in the hotel before but usually on the lower floors and was impressed at the room I got. The MA, who doesn't usually do outcalls was floored by the view, the room, the whole 4 star hotel experience.
We sat and drank some wine and had some great conversation. However, we were on a time limit because of our respective agendas, so it was not long before the three of us were in the shower. There we were, three mouths, six hands, 4 lovely breasts, two delectable pussys and a penis, all in the shower getting warm and soapy. The girls were admiring and complimenting each other's breasts and I was making sure that we were all squeaky clean everywhere.
Then the quick dry off and off to the king-sized bed. On the way I stood in the window turned around and mooned my office over in Hull, then spun the other way and waggled a very erect Mr Happy in the direction of the Hill to let the politicians know what I think of them. hehehe
Now if you are expecting me to describe a pussy-pounding, intense acrobatic sexual encounter you are out of luck. We all climbed onto the bed as the bright sunlight streamed in and started exploring and caressing each others bodies. There was a little bit of oral, but for the most part it was HJ and finger fucking. A feast for the tactile senses. We all had a happy ending. (the girls probably more than me, damn female anatomy) But for the most part it was three bodies entwined touching, kissing, caressing. A perfect lunch time rendez-vous looking out on one of the most gorgeous view anywhere, and because of the two ladies, the view in the room was equally spectacular.
I don't think we are going to be able to secure the view again, but the three of us will get together again soon. Maybe then I will have sexual acrobatics to describe.
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