In town for a conference

I arrived at the hotel around noon, and was already wanting a beer. After checking into my room, I wandered over to the hotel lobby and grabbed a seat at the bar. They had several great beers on tap, and I had trouble deciding, but finally settled on an IPA from a small micro-brewery in Seattle.

Sipping my beer and halfheartedly watching the football game on TV, I leaned back and took notice of a very attractive gal across the bar. She was gorgeous. Light brown hair and golden brown eyes; her complexion was rich. A dark tan washed her smooth skin, and a lack of freckles gave her face and arms a porcelain look. I watched her as she nursed a beer and made small talk with the older man next to her, and couldn't help but to feel extremely attracted. I finished my beer and asked the bartender what the gal was drinking.

"Stella Artois" was all she said as she looked at me.

I suddenly realized that I had been so wrapped up in the girl across from me at the bar that I hadn't even noticed the beauty who was serving me drinks. Her name tag said Lindsay, and she had light brown, almost blond hair, a rather large bust, and a creamy beige skin tone. She was wearing very tight black pants that accentuated her attractive figure, and a button up white blouse that allowed more than enough cleavage to pop out. After I ordered two Stella's she turned to pour them, and I noticed her perfect ass and thighs. 'WOW.' I thought to myself - 'I need to stay at the Hilton more often.' Taking a sip out of my own beer, and grabbing the other, I stood up and walked around to talk to the cute girl I had my eye on.

"How's it going?" I asked, setting the drinks down, and interrupting the old man who had been talking to her.

"Good! How about you?" she asked.

Up close she was simply stunning. She had full luscious lips and extremely sexy eyebrows, and her blue eyes seems to radiate an allure I had not noticed from across the room. "I'm good... I couldn't help but notice you over here by yourself, and thought you might like a drink on me. I'm Dan" I said, offering her the beer.

"Well Thank You Dan! My name is Claire" she said, seeming to be excited, and welcoming the company.

Very soon we were lost in conversation, and as we talked we soon discovered that we had much more in common that either of us may have originally thought.

As it turned out, Claire was good friends with Lindsay, and had been there visiting her, waiting for her shift to end so they could hit the clubs. The bar had pretty much cleared out, and the three of us drank, talked and got to know each other. It wasn't long before all three of us were flirting, making provocative jokes, and playfully teasing each other. The booze was making us frisky, and there was a substantial amount of sexual energy between us. As Lindsay started closing down the bar she suggested that Clair and I head up to my room, and she would be up in a while, after she had closed up the bar and cashed out.