Chapter 5: Showing Off the Merchandise

I put on the robe which was standard hotel issue meaning it hung down well past my knees and wrapped around me to effectively hide me completely. When we were all ready, Trish gave us all one last look-over and led us out of the door and to the elevators. She inserted her a room key card and pushed the button for the concierge level. Now THAT was more like what I’d been expecting earlier when Kristen and I had first arrived. Everyone was quiet as church mice during the ride up, the four of us girls barefoot and naked under our robes while Trish wore her formal business jacket over her pant suit outfit. No doubt who was in charge!

The doors opened to a wide area with chairs and formal tables set about for people to meet and discuss whatever they had to discuss. There were several couples sharing drinks as well as a number of businessmen dressed in suits. ALL of them took notice of our arrival and from the way they whispered to each other and glanced our way, I knew they had us pegged for what were- four hookers reporting for duty. Oh well, who cared? Certainly not us!

Trish us quickly down to the end of the hall were a set of double doors awaited us. I could only imagine what size this suite must be to have such doors. I wasn’t disappointed - it was like a small apartment. Indeed, I think the place was bigger than my own tiny apartment. There was a living room area with what looked to be a full wet bar, a kitchenette, another smaller room with a TV and some furniture, and then what must have been the bedroom although that door was closed at the moment. Large windows gave a beautiful view of the city and soft music filled the room. There was no sign of any corporate paraphernalia or anything else to directly connect the room to whatever company was sponsoring the event. No doubt Trish’s agency had taken care of booking the room for security and privacy purposes. At the moment we were the only ones in the room at the moment although I had a feeling that would be changing soon.

“Well, what do you girls think, something you can work with?” Trish asked although I think it was more rhetorical than an actual question for us to answer.

“C’mon Kelly, let’s check out the bedroom,” Alicia proposed, taking me by the hand and starting towards the closed door.

“You know better Alicia, you’re on the clock now so play time is later,” Trish admonished her. “Take a seat in the living room and let me see when this show is getting on the road.”

Trish pulled out her cell phone and she turned her backs to us as all four of us sat in a row on the couch while she retreated to the kitchenette to talk to someone She returned in a few minutes with a smile.

“They’re just finishing the evening’s program so get ready,” she warned us.

If I’d been perfectly honest, I would’ve spoken up at this point and asked what the hell we were suppose to be doing. Of course it had to do with sex, why else bring four prostitutes (well, three plus one pretender) to a fancy hotel suite? What I was curious about was exactly WHAT was going to happen. Were we suppose to tease or what? I resigned myself to playing it by ear and seeing what happened.

Sure enough, it wasn’t five minutes before Trish was welcoming several guys into the room. They were all dressed in matching slacks and corporate polo shirts with logos for today’s convention on them. As they entered the room, they made a beeline for the bar which was obviously free for them, their eyes looking our way as they did. Trish helped them with their drinks as they started to talk about us.

“Damn Trish, looks like you done good this year!” one of them complimented her. He seemed to be in charge from the general posture of the other three when they listened.

“Well John, you know we always aim to please,” Trish replied, obviously sucking up to him but he was too full of himself apparently to notice. Typical guy!

“I’m sure you remember Barbie and Alicia from last year,” Trish said, walking over to introduce us, “And we also have Kristen and Kelly for you this time.”

“Mind if I get a look?” John asked Trish. Trish nodded her head toward us which was apparently her signal for us to rise and drop our robes as the other three did exactly that and I tried to follow along and keep up.

“Damn, you never disappoint Trish,” John complimented her, licking his lips subconsciously as if we were all sheep and he was the wolf being welcomed in by a traitorous shepherd.

“So how many did you end up with for tonight?” Trish asked John. I noticed the other guys all stayed in the background but their eyes didn’t leave our nude bodies for a second.

“Well, needless to say after last year word got around which is why I asked for more girls this time,” John started out, “I handed out over fifty coupons this year.”

Trish smiled and I was starting to get a better feel for what was going on. Apparently this was a rather exclusive thing for which guys signed up ahead of time, getting some sort of coupon which served as their entry ticket. But FIFTY of them? I didn’t need a calculator to figure out what that meant. Holy crap! How many of them would fuck more than one girl? I had a feeling I was going to be setting a new personal record for most dicks in one night before it was over. The other girls didn’t appear to be surprised at all by the numbers, or at least they hid their feelings it better than I did as Trish shot me a glance that got the message across loud and clear - get my act together.

“Well, I think I’ll sample the goods for a while if you don’t mind,” John said to Trish as he gave her a kiss on the cheek. ‘You wouldn’t happen to be available yourself, would you?”

Trish just smiled at him and stepped back replying, “You know better than that John, you couldn’t afford me anyway.”

As Trish stepped back, the four of them approached us, trying to look sexy and inviting. It really didn’t matter. To them we were four pussies on legs, waiting to be fucked.

“What do you say guys, start out with a little BJ action?” John said, ever the leader.

They smiled and I got the feeling he was talking to us as much as he as to them. As they got closer they were undoing their belts and slacks and the four of us dropped obediently to our knees, all in a row, shoulder to bare shoulder. John took Barbie as she was at the one end of the line while the other three each took a position in front of one of us. It wasn’t long before the dicks were out of their pants and we were off! All that was needed was the bugle sounding the race to begin as the four of us started sucking our assigned cocks in unison.

This was the first time I’d ever done anything like this. Like, I’ve sucked hundreds of dicks so it wasn’t like giving BJ was anything special, but this was different. I’ve even been fucked by a “train” of guys, one after the other but there I was the only girl being fucked and the center of attention. To be in a row of naked girls like this, just another whore giving out a BJ, was certainly a “different” experience to say the least.

Things actually went easier once I got his dick in my mouth and could concentrate on the feel of him between my lips. He was huge pretty well, one of those dicks that grows but never seems to get that “steel rod” hardness most guys get. His was more like a fresh sausage - firm but pliable. Actually, it made it easier to suck as I was able to slide him in and out of my mouth more easily as his dick bent to conform to the angle of my head to his crotch. I tried to stroke his shaft at the same time but he pushed my hand away and seemed to like his balls massaged lightly better.