recap: Cory and Tuk, but with an audience

Tuk stared at the door. He didn't like this scenario, and was beginning to wonder whether another round of sex with Abbie was worth it.

"How long?" Tuk muttered.

"Excuse me?" Cory said, startled.

Tuk sighed. "How long until we go back in. Jesus Christ, I know you have a huge cock, and I don't fucking care."

Cory laughed. "I don't know. I figure we'll stand here a minute or so, and then she'll open the door, and we'll go back in." He stared down the hallway, his hands clasped over his genitals. Cory had spent enough time as a swimmer over the years that the difference between wearing a speedo-like suit and, well, nothing, was fairly minimal. He didn't want to be naked in the hallway any more than Tuk did, but he wasn't as distraught by it.

"I just wanted a fucking towel," Tuk commented. "This is so stupid."

The silence of the hallway was broken by the sound of a door -- but not the door Tuk and Cory wanted. It came from behind them, about twenty feet away. Both men turned their heads (Tuk still mostly facing the door he had just come out of; Cory facing the hallway, but with his privates covered).

"Magic hallway. Every time I come out here, someone new is naked."

It was the woman from 2225, still wearing her purple silk robe, her white cotton nightgown, and a pair of white fluffy slippers. She pulled the door latch from inside the room in order to keep her own door propped open.

"Uh ... hi there." Cory nodded, but opted not to wave.

"Hi." The woman smiled, and stood in front of her own door, hands on her hips, sizing up the scene across the way. "So ... what happened to you gentlemen?"

Cory opened his mouth as if to speak, then thought better of it.

"We're supposed to be in there. That's where we were." Tuk griped loudly enough to be heard, but didn't face the woman from 2225.

"There was a pretty girl out here a little while ago. Wearing the same outfit you two have on." She chuckled at herself, finding her own joke quite amusing. "You know her?"

"The redhead?" Cory said, then laughed.

"Yeah. Seems like you all are having quite the party."

Tuk sighed loudly. "It's better in there."

"Hm, I don't know." The woman took a small step toward Cory and Tuk. "Who's to say there isn't a great party going on in every room?"

Cory's eyes shifted from side to side, getting both concerned and intrigued at what the woman was talking about. Tuk was still facing the door, and began to knock.

"Come on, let us back in!" Tuk cried.

"I mean, you don't know if my husband and I might ... take an interest in a nice looking, extremely tall, pleasant individual such as yourself." She pushed one side of her robe off, baring a shoulder.

"Your, uh ... husband?" Cory asked. He was nervous, but at the same time, more than a little aroused at the woman's advances.

"Yeah," she said simply. "He's inside. I mean, maybe the ice I got before -- when I saw your other naked friend -- was just because we wanted our drinks cold." She took another step. "But maybe it was something else ..."

"Something else?"

"Sure, you could be creative." She pushed the other side of her robe off, letting it hang on her forearms, both shoulders now exposed. She idly fingered a small silver chain that hung around her neck, and in doing so, drew attention to her chest.

Cory swallowed. Tuk knocked on the door again, mumbling at it incoherently.

"It doesn't seem right, that two handsome men -- well, one extremely handsome man, and another one whose ass is okay, but who seems far too preoccupied with that fucking door (please stop knocking so much!) ..."

Tuk stopped knocking and turned his head to look at the woman. She had slipped out of one slipper, and was running the sole of her foot along the front of her other ankle. Cory noticed that she had a light silver chain on her ankle as well, though he couldn't tell (and didn't care) if it matched the one on her neck.

She touched the buttons on the front of her nightgown. There were four of them, running from mid-chest down to her waist. She deftly undid the first one and began to tease the second with her fingers.

"I mean ... if you showed me yours ..." She undid the second button and pushed the material open a bit, baring her cleavage.

Cory stared her down. "What would happen?"

"Hm?"

"If we showed you ours. What would happen?"

The woman grinned. "Fair play, that's what." She undid the third button. The tops of the nightgown bent open, the cloth hanging loose. From Cory's angle, being well over a foot taller, he could almost see down into the top of her nightie, but not quite. "Trying to get a look?" she said coyly.

Cory sighed. "No sense lying -- yes. I was trying to get a look."

"I'll trade you," she said. "You both let me look, then I'll let you look."

Cory nudged Tuk, who quickly rapped on the door, and then turned. The men stood side by side, covering their crotches with their hands.

"Move your hands aside," the woman said.

"How do we know you're not security, that you won't arrest us. Or that if we show you anything you won't do anything in response." Tuk had a lot of questions, and sounded a little like a petulant child.

"You don't," she replied simply. She undid the last button. "But I'll give you about ten seconds, and then I'm going back inside."

"I'm game," said Cory, dropping his hands. His long dark cock hung, half erect, his taut skin reflecting the light of the hallway.

"Shit," muttered the woman, obviously impressed. "And you?" she said, looking at Tuk.

"What, he isn't enough?"

She shook her head. "All or nothing."

Tuk muttered something unintelligible, and then flailed his arms out dramatically.

"Happy?"

The woman grinned. "Yup." She sighed and touched the front of her nightie. "And in return," she said quietly.

She gripped the front edges of her nightgown and pulled them apart, fully exposing her breasts to the men. They were small, plump, natural, and swayed a little as she shifted her weight from side to side.

"Fuck," mumbled Cory. "Your husband is a lucky dude."

The woman took a deep breath, her chest rising as she did. "Yes. Yes, he is."

She walked across the hall, directly toward Cory and Tuk. Her tits swung gently as she moved. As she arrived in front of the men, she smiled, still holding her nightgown open for them to get a good look. Then, with one hand, she reached between the men and knocked on the door of Room 2222. Her knock was lighter, and more pleasant than the aggressive demands of Tuk's.

"Enjoy your party, boys." She turned, went straight back to Room 2225, closing it behind her.

"That was ..." Tuk began.

"... a delightful surprise?" Cory completed the thought. Before they could continue the conversation, the door behind them opened up. They turned around to find Abbie, in all her naked glory. She daintily wiped a corner of her mouth with her finger and looked out into the hall.

"Why don't you boys come back in and join us?"