The game was simple. On the face of it anyway. Lily would identify someone at a bar, pick them up and bring them back to the hotel room for some fun, where I would be waiting. She could go back and keep selecting guys, or girls, for as long as she wanted, until she selected someone I’d set up for her. At that point the control would shift to me, and she didn’t know what I had planned.

It was only after we'd enjoyed some delicious soapy shower sex in the hotel and she'd started to get dressed, that Lily started to think it through. “So do I pick someone who really turns me on, running the risk that you’ve picked someone you know I’ll go for? Or someone less my type, to be safe, so I can carry on? Or maybe that’s what you think I’ll do, so your plant might be someone I’d go for, but not like 'my type'. Oh fuck it Matt. You ass!” she snapped playfully, giggling with a mix of excitement and frustration.

We could see the bar from the hotel window. It was busy with a mixed crowd, upmarket, but relaxed. I received a message confirming arrangements for the evening. Lily noticed me messaging and guessed who I was communicating with. “Tell him I’ll see him much, much later, when I’ve had my way with a bunch of other sexy fuckers”, she laughed, taking a sip of bubbles.

Lilly finished getting ready and the way she looked, I expected she would be back in the hotel room within 15 minutes with some lucky guy.  I wasn't wrong.

He was a good strategic choice. He was well dressed, charming and looked more like me than her fantasy bad-boy 'type'.  He had a great smile and no shortage of confidence. Lily told me later she’d barely sat down with a glass of Chardonnay when he approached her table and asked if she was waiting for anyone. She’d told him she was waiting for someone to fuck her.  He’d laughed and said he was her man. They’d chatted long enough to finish their drinks and for Lily to explain how things would go. Firstly, that it would be a quick suck or fuck and then ‘fuck off’. Second, that he wasn’t to come back to the bar tonight - she didn’t want him around while she was there looking for her next plaything. Third, explaining that I’d be in the room. Fourth, that they’d leave the bar separately, and meet in the alley next to the bar before going to our hotel room. Lilly was concerned how it might look to the staff if she left several times with different people. Several. She was planning for it to be several encounters.

Sitting on the balcony with an IPA, I saw a guy walk outside and loiter in the alley. A few minutes later I saw Lily come outside and join him. They kissed and I watched them walk across the road together, so it didn’t surprise me when they burst through the door a few moments later. They were kissing and laughing like teenagers, groping each other.  It was all very quick and intense.  Lily pushed him back on the bed and sucked him briefly before he stood up, pulled down Lily's panties, bent her over, and fucked her from behind as she leaned forward over the table, her panties around her ankles.  He came with a loud groan deep inside her.

Lily got on her hands and knees in front of him and cleaned up his cock with her tongue, as much as for her own pleasure, as to wriggle her bare ass at me. Her skirt was still bunched up above her waist and her panties were around her ankles, and a thread of come had started to drip from her pussy. She knew I’d enjoy the view. She kissed his cock playfully, tucked it away in his pants, stood, pushed him towards the door and turned to me.

Looking me in the eyes she put her hands between her legs and played with her slippery pussy before bringing her fingers to her mouth. “I like this game so far!” she said with a wicked smile, licking her fingers.

Pulling up her panties and smoothing her skirt, she straightened herself up in the mirror, and came over to my chair. Leaning down to kiss me I had my hand up her skirt, holding her gorgeous ass. She spread her legs apart in invitation and I moved my hand to cup her pussy, pushing my fingers into her through her panties. She ground her crotch on my fingers, kissing me, before taking off her panties and dropping them in my lap. She turned and left the room, with a deliberate sway to her hips, leaving me to enjoy her scent.

It wasn't long before she arrived back,