I didn’t know either of them, but she made it clear what she wanted.  She had been buying us drinks for two hours in a fancy mid-town bar when she took us each by the hand and said, “I think you two lovely sailors need to take me home.”

She sat in the middle of the cab with one hand running up and down each of our thighs.  I watched, somewhat mesmerized, as her long nails traced the form of his cock through his tight white uniform and she whispered something in his ear.

She lived on Park Ave in an apartment I’ve never seen he likes of.   It was gigantic and perfect, and I felt like I was in a movie.  She sat us down on a huge leather couch and told us to give her a few moments “to get comfortable”. She walked into the bedroom and we heard the shower turn on.  A few moments later we heard a distinct thud.

He looked at me and raised an eyebrow.  I shrugged and we walked into the bedroom together. She was wearing black stockings and garters, perfectly crimson panties with a matching bra, and she was sound asleep in the center of the bed.  He walked up and gently touched a knee.  Nothing.  He nudged her a bit harder, and she rolled over slightly and began to snore.

I followed him into the bathroom where we could still hear the water running and discovered a bathroom four times the size of my quarters.  The shower was tiled in white and the steam smelled like a summer rain.

He turned to me and smiled.  “Well,” he said slowly.  “It seems like a shame to waste such a perfectly good shower.”

We looked at each other for a few moments and then both stripped down to nothing.  The water was hot, his body was amazing, and his hand was wrapped around my hard cock before I could say a word.  He pulled me into a long kiss and I almost came when I touched him.  His cock was hard as stone and within second I had dropped to my knees and taken it firmly into my mouth.  I licked him and sucked him, and ran my hand up and down the length of his shaft as he tenderly ran fingers through my hair.  I swirled my tongue around his head and squeezed the base of his cock until he moaned loudly.

I looked up at him and saw his eyes closed and his mouth open.  Still looking up I took him in hand and slowly guided him all the way into my throat.  Once I was used to him, I moved up and down, feeling him begin to gently thrust into me.  In seconds he was fucking my mouth hard and moaning and screaming into the hot water.  I cupped his balls in one hand as I slowly worked a finger up his ass with the other and just as I hoped he began to explode into my mouth.  I swallowed all that I could, my eyes now closed as I felt him trembling above me.  He was delicious, and gentle, and I licked the head of his cock clean as the water poured down over me.

I finally fell back against the wall with my hand wrapped around his thigh.  The floor of the shower was cold and delightful and when I looked up I could see her standing in the doorway.  She was leaning against the wall with one hand inside those crimson panties and when she saw me watching, she winked.

—Guy New York