I had formulated a theory based on careful observation and experimentation. Now after much consideration,I have decided to share my findings.
I saw him as he entered the home of my friend's finance' mother, tall dark and handsome like the majority of the males that I have had the pleasure of meeting of this family which seem to be nothing but. He was there with his partner Aiden, another epitome of male yumminess. Again, 6ft. plus, well formed, of mixed black and Latin persuade. Yes, they both were eye candy at its finest.
As I sat there among them, a guest, taking in the sights and most definitely enjoys the view. I quickly noticed that Franco had waist length cold black hair. The longest that I think I have ever seen on any man or even among his relatives. It intrigued me not so much as to the why of it all.
As the evening worn on, Franco and I had a chance to talk one of one. Aiden sat close by listening was there with us, observing with a soft smile on his handsome face whenever I caught him staring at me. We talk about ourselves and other things all the while checking each other out. They seemed to be "interested" in that I did not look to be as old as I was. I am older, about 15 years than their 43 years.
I answered his appreciative looks with it's a black think comment. We three laughed at it together as I wondered with "interest" if Franco was as he appeared. Yes he was all swag and sexual yumminess, but... the hair. What was with the hair? As the evening worn and I spent time talking to Aiden and Franco,I formed a theory about Franco. It had me wondering if Aiden was aware as well.
Throughout the conversation, Franco and Aided tastefully interject sexual comments where they thought it would do the best. Yes, they did stir the heat in many places and kicked my imagination into overdrive. I just drifted into a Mona Lisa smile and filed it all away for later, bookmarked with an mmm. It wasn't my intent fuck and run, since it was my first time visiting and I was only in town for three days. To get total enjoyment, I figure that it would take at least five days to a week. In spite of the time restriction, I figure that I had time, prove my theory.
Later that evening Franco and Aiden volunteered to take me back to my hotel, as it was on their way home. I accept the ride in spite of the sexual tension that now radiated between us. Unknown to them It was all one sided, their side. For my part it was all talk, I was curious about the hair thing and had formulated an experiment to check my theory.
Walking with the representatives of "sex on two legs", into the lobby of the hotel where I was staying. I had suggested a nightcap at the bar that was off the right of lobby entrance. We found a table that was not on the public walkway, but close enough not to go unnoticed by the waiters.
I took the seat between the two men enjoying the feeling of the sexual tension radiating off the both of them. I fed on it as we continued our conversation. Some part socially acceptable and other parts; if we kept it up, we would to adjourn to my hotel room. That was not my intent, not this time anyway, but I really wanted to test my theory. The more I stared at Franco black tresses the more I wanted to know.
"So tell us about you, Alissa," Aiden asked as his eyes slowly drifted over my upper body, taking in my shoulder length curly black hair, and my full breasts tastefully covered by a black silk sweater that clung to my curves. My skin, the color of dark olive set off my large brown eyes and full now tinted deep red lips. I smiled with my eyes, keeping the Mona Lisa grin in place, as Aiden licked his lips and adjusted his trousers discreetly.
"What do you?" Aiden asked.
I don't think he was looking for answer to that question. I think he was asking what I wouldn't do.
"Well, Aiden it all depends," I said letting my southern accent carry the response to him. I had noticed that throughout the evening he had found my accent appealing. Smiling softly at him I took a leisurely sip of my drink. I could feel the cold, warm, heat of it as it slipped down my throat, causing me to flex and curl my toes in my shoes. Ohhh my, was almost as good as the hands that were touching me discretely under the table. Caressing my arms, my hands and drifting to other parts. Then lips followed and I almost forgot my experiment,I had to test my theory.
So put fingers to lips and leaning back out of their reach just as the waiter returned to ask if we needed anything. I said no as the men seemed unable to speak. I also took the time to glance around the room to see that it was almost empty. I assumed that our drinks were last call and the place would be closing soon. It sadden me a little I was enjoying sitting there between all of this raw male heat. It did me good, lace panties almost a rag from being soo wet and hot, and my nipples so hard that they hurt.
I reveled in the feeling letting my desire, rise up, and take on a life of its own. I wanted to feel their firm, hot flesh in my mouth, tasting the salty sweetness of them, then to watch their eyes roll back in their sockets as I did so. The very, thought made me hotter and soaked my pussy. Lord I moaned and smiled at the same time. I put a hand on their cocks and was rewarded with some serious hard on and heat, the latter seemed to match my own. I gave them both a quick firm squeeze and quickly slipped back into my perfect lady mode.
I sipped at my drink while Franco and Aiden were regrouping as best they could. I smiled to myself as I thought about what it really meant to be bisexual and I quickly came up with a new theory to test, but decided to stay focus on my present one. The new one would have to wait, I thought as looked over at Franco. He was looking at me as if he wanted to eat me in all the right ways. Then he licked his lips as I became aware that Aiden was caressing my right breast through my clothes.
Ohhh ok ... I knew that it was time for me to test my theory before things got out of hand. Franco's with his eyes on Aiden he caressed the right side of my face with his lips as his cupped my left breasts. The waiter picked that moment to come back to inform us that the bar was getting ready to close. I took advantage and knowing that it was time for me to get moving. Moving out of Aiden's embrace, I moved to the other side of Franco. I stood there for a second or two looking down into his handsome face.
Taking in his blue eyes with that shadow of something there... ahh yess, there it was I thought. Then I did,I grabbed a hand full his hair at the nap of his neck and pulled hard. This action snapped back his neck,exposing it's muscular cords and lengthen. Still looking into his eyes,I saw the heat and the knowledge that I had him. Therefore,I just tighten my grip as I smiled knowingly into his eyes. Starting at his forehead,I started to kiss him, but now my eyes were on Aiden. His lips parted, as if he was breathing deeply and his cock was distorting the front of his pants into a lovely tent.
This encouraged me to continue pressing light kisses down Franco face until I reached the skin of his exposed neck. There with my eyes still on Aiden I, opened my mouth, baring my teeth and lightly bite down on Franco's neck. He moaned deep and long, while Aiden closed his eyes fighting off his orgasm. BINGO... I got two for the price of one! Releasing Franco who was now in a world of his own,I reached for the remains of my drink. Downing it remains even taking time to suck a piece of ice into my mouth letting it roll, around in the dryness. Yes, proving theories is such thirsty work. Briefly looking over results of my experience as I put my glass down picked and up my handbag.
I turned and walked away from the boys. Whom, I am sure by now were glad that they had worn dark colored suits. As to the others in the bar, I am sure they got whatever they wanted out of seeing the results of my experiment. I do remember seeing a few shocked and speculative looks on my way out the door. I made it to the elevator as the door opened and moved to the back of the elevator as two others joined me. Looking over at the two men who had joined me as the door closed, my second theory came back to me.
With a Mona Lisa smile on my lips and speculative look now in my eyes, I looked at Franco and Aiden as the elevator went into motion.
To be continued.