Wait and see

Chris and Jamal aren't thrilled with the outcome. But you remind them that you're all there to fuck Daisy tonight. The only thing this means is they'll have to wait a little bit longer. So they don't protest.

It's the right call and you know it. You can't just be grabbing Daisy as soon as she walks through the door. You have to make sure she approves of all these friends you brought.

And if she doesn't, you'll gladly offer to send them away so it can just be the two of you. Of course, you'd never tell Chris, Arnold and Jamal that.

After just a few moments of sitting around, and awkward silence setting in, you realize you're about to find out. The door starts to open. It's happening. It's going to happen.

The guys exchange glances. They give you a look as if to say, 'this better be Daisy walking through that door.'

And it is. And their mouths drop one by one, as they witness her pretty figure, clad in another sleek, sleeveless dress, her brown hair pulled tightly behind her head, walk into the hotel room and suddenly notice all of you waiting for her.

She glances at each man, an expression of shock on her face. Then she glances at you. "You brought friends?"

You step toward her with confidence. "I did." A smile creeps onto her face. And yours too. Yes. It's working. "I saw those DVDs you bought. I know you were showing me what you're into. So I thought I'd..." you pause. Her smile is turning into laughter.

And then she explodes. A loud guffaw. The guys in the room are silent. But you're getting a decidedly uncool vibe from them.

And Daisy just laughs and laughs and laughs. Her eyes starting to water.

"What's going on?"

"Hon." She places her hand on your arm. "I've never had sex with a group of guys in my life." She admits. And you can't control your expression. It hasn't worked. You've misread the situation. You failed. And Daisy sees your expression. "No. No. It's actually... it's sweet. It's actually one of the sweeter things anyone has done for me in a long time." She says through laughter. "I mean it... I just... that you thought I was that kind of girl."

"You bought all those DVDs" you protest, trying to salvage your image in front of everyone. It wasn't a stupid assumption.

"Yeah.... well... just because you like to watch something doesn't make it a thing that you do." She gives you a comforting look. But you don't want a comforting look from Daisy. This is not how you pictured your evening going.

You drop your head. "Okay. Well, we'll take our things and get out of here." You're going to catch hell from the guys for this. You'll never live it down. You wonder if you'll have to move.

"Well hang on" Daisy says. "Can I at least meet all of you?"

You don't get it. How can she seems so sweet, and then so naughty? How can she come to the shop, **** for porn and propositioning you, and now she's just a polite sweetheart? She's a total contradiction.

The guys introduce themselves, unsure if they should shake her hand or give her a hug. The whole vibe is awkward.

"Arnold."

"Jamal"

"Chris."

"Nice to meet you. I'm Daisy." She smiles.

"Nice to meet you too, miss" Jamal answers, surprisingly politely.

"Can we go now?" Chris asks.

"Why do you want to go so quickly?" Daisy asks. Sure she'd want Chris to stay, you think. How dumb were you for bringing a guy who was better looking than you.

"Well Daisy, look, I don't mean to be a jerk. But if nothing is going to happen here I'd just as well leave." he answers.

"Who said nothing was going to happen here?" Daisy smirks. Suddenly all of you guys are intrigued. Daisy goes on. "All I said was I'd never been with a group of guys before. To be honest I never considered making the effort to make it happen. But now that we're here.... well I dunno."

The guys look at each other. Is Daisy actually opening the door to this?

She continues. "Tell me, has any of you ever done anything like this before?"

What's she looking for. Reassurance? Direction? Or maybe just a kinky story. Too bad none of your friends have...

"Yes" one of the guys answers.

You're shocked.