A hotel

I wasn't ready to be crashing with Andi's bisexual friends. Wasn't sure about letting my best friend's daughter come to a hotel with me either, but what the fuck? I'd already fucked up two marriages today, why not a friendship too? I mean, if Kevin had been choosing me over his wife, he would be in my car now instead of his daughter.

The clerk didn't even blink as I checked us in at the hotel for one night. I either looked like a regualr guy checking into a hotel with his daughter, or a perverted older guy checking in with a girl young enough to be his daughter.

When we got into the room, Andi laid down across the bed and looked at me, smiling.

"So this was really your first time with a guy?" she asked.

"Yes."

"Damn, your first gay sex and it was interrupted by an angry, screaming woman," Andi mused. She motioned for me to come lay beside her, and I did. She propped her head up on her elbow. "So you never wanted to try that out before? No late night fantasies about my daddy riding your ass."

"This is all new to me," I admitted.

"But you liked it. I saw enough of the pounding he was giving you to know you liked it."

"I...I did."

"Do you wish he was here with you now instead of me? Maybe you could try again?"

"I don't know," I said. "I do still like girls. And you're very pretty to look at."

"Thanks," she said with a smile. "To be honest, gay men turn me on. I watch gay porn a lot. I don't care so much about the alpha, or the top, its the bottom I like. Just thinking about a man willing to bend over and let another man fuck him is hot."