A night she will always remember-

So where are we going Mindy asked
I can’t say Charlie replied.
You’re really not going to tell me? Mindy begged
Not a chance, Charlie stated

They were driving in Charlie’s sedan. Mindy in a crop tank top showing off her belly and ripped jeans

They pulled into one of their favorite airport hotels to have drinks.

Oh we are having drinks, perfect Mindy blurted

They walked in and sat down at the bar. Sipping a couple drinks each.

Let’s take a couple shots ! Charlie exclaimed
Are you trying to get me drunk? Mindy asked
Tipsy for sure . Charlie answered

They threw back some shots and Mindy started to get obviously liquified. She excused herself to the bathroom.

While she walked off Charlie went and checked in to the hotel. It

It started with a wrong number, the day my life was forever and irrevocably altered. 

It is an easy mistake to make, happens every minute of every day to someone around this ever-increasingly technology reliant globe. But not everyone has this sort of wrong number and not everyone has these circumstances that lead inexorably toward life changing results. The kind of changes we simply never expected and never considered, but here we are: Altered and moulded into something different and new. 

“What happened? What Changed? What” I hear your mind whirring dear reader, have patience and I will explain it all in miniscule detail for your eager attention – I am aware you already have your favourite underwear on (or perhaps, none) and are lustfully running through scenarios that may be fast

*beep* *Beep* *Beeeeep* Van sprang from his bed. At first he thought it was his alarm clock. It wasn't. He looked out his partial open window to see his friends Sam and Marsha sitting in the Jeep parked in the driveway. Sam was in the passenger seat and Marsha the driver's. It was the first day of the last summer vacation he'd get to enjoy. Of course he wanted to sleep in, however his two best friends had other ideas. He waved to them and motioned towards the front door for two reasons, one so they would stop that annoying honking and two so he could punch Sam for waking him up.

Sam must have known what was coming because Marsha was at the door when Van opened it. She looked up at him with the sad puppy dog eyes. Van grumbled and sighed knowing he was outsmarted. He blamed

The three ate their salads in almost dead silence. Van didn't know what to say plus his brain was still a bit foggy from the lack of blood. Marsha spoke up first, "told you this place had great reviews." "No shit" Sam snorted forking the last bit of salad into his mouth. "Uh huh" was all that came out of Van. "If that was the first course, the food can be a dumpster fire and I'm giving a 5 stars," Van finally admitted. The remaining courses went just as the first. By the time the trio wobbled out of the building they had several more orgasms and left a sizeable tip. It was quite late. They had been in the restaurant for longer than they expected. They laughed and agreed they were only savoring the fine dining experience.

They walked and talked as they strolled down the strip

Sam rolled over in his bed picking up his tablet. He wanted to know who was messaging this late. He saw the link from the Palace and opened it…

As Sam's tablet loaded the link, he her "Shit" come from Van's room. He didn't think much of it as he tapped the play button. He rolled over onto his back, holding the it above him. Familiar white floors and walls came into view. His cock twitched as the video played. It opened with a wide shot of the massage room and the three tables. Sam tapped the "30 sec" skip button and his mouth flew open and his eyes wide at what he saw. There was Marsha laying face down on the massage table with her legs slightly parted. Sam was looking at a side of Marsha he'd never seen. As the blue eyed therapist was delicately sliding her hands along Marsh

The music thumped as Marsha, Van, and Sam danced in the dark night club on the first floor of their hotel, The Underground. As the songs transitioned with precision, Marsha danced closer to Van, "I can feel the bass pounding in my chest" she said leaning in. "Kind of like you at the Palace" she added as she laughed and danced away into the crowd. Van looked over at Sam. He was dancing with some girl. She was super hot wearing tight black and white capris and a black top with a swooping neckline. So swooping that Van could see the sun tattoo above her belly button. Only magic or maybe tape kept her large tits out of the club air. Sam always finds his girl. Van couldn't judge because he had found his own girl too.

Song after song they danced. Van pulled his girl close and she

Just before Van got to the edge of the dancefloor, his urge to go came back. He turned around just in time to see Marsha walk out of the same bathroom he was just in. Van looked at Marsha puzzled and she looked at him trying to figure out what he was looking at. "What's up" she said. "Nothing, I'm heading to the bathroom, hadn't seen you for a while." he replied. "Well, now you have. Meet me at the bar when you're done playing with yourself in there." Marsha said.

An uneventful bathroom trip later, Van pushed the door open to the thumping of the music. The bodies mashed into each other. Van remembered his own body mashing into some girl sitting on a stool. He saw Sam a few feet in front of him. "Yo Sam" he said trying to get his attention. The music was too loud and Sam didn