Tequila really does make her clothes fall off!
(Part 3)
By: Jack
(The pizza delivery)
Tammy was still pretty drunk when we got back to the hotel. I told her to call the Pizza Hut and order a pizza. She called and they said it would be delivered in about 45 minutes. I knew she needed to remain occupied or she would fall asleep. All of the events of the evening so far did have a profound effect on her. She was VERY aroused and she was still feeling the effects of the previously consumed alcohol; but she wanted more. I suggested that she get some ice from the machine down the hall. She was already completely naked, so she picked up the bucket and headed for the door.
I told her to wait about 20 seconds before she left the room, so that would give me time to get my camera into position. Before I got to the ice machine, I glanced down the hall and noticed that she had already begun to follow behind me. I told her to go back to the room for a couple of seconds, so that I could get into position. Just as the door to the room closed, the elevator opened. (She didn’t hear the couple get off of the elevator.)
Now she opened the door (totally nude) and saw the other couple approaching her. They were an older couple, who just laughed when they saw a younger couple (us) having some fun. As soon as she noticed them, she jumped back in the room and wrapped a towel around herself. Tammy waited until the other couple found their room, and set out to where I was. As she walked down the hall the towel began to “slip” off her body until it was on the floor. She got to the ice machine and posed for a couple of quick pictures and then began to fill the ice bucket. I grabbed her towel and ran back to the room. She didn’t have any clothes on, nothing to cover up with, and no room key. As she got closer to the room, I jumped inside the door and closed it, locking her out in the hallway totally bare-assed. She didn’t seem to mind. She just leaned against the door and slowly knocked until I opened it. I was hoping someone would catch her, but no such luck.
She quickly fixed herself another drink, then another. I found out later that in between the two drinks, she slammed down a couple of shots directly from the bottle. By now she had more alcohol in her then she ever had, and she had NO inhibitions. We spent the next 20 minutes making sure that Tammy was “taken care of.” We also rehearsed the pizza delivery thing a couple of times to make sure that all according to plan. She filled the tub with water, so that when he arrived, she could jump in and get wet before wrapping the towel around herself. (We wanted at least a touch of realism to our story.) This way, when she told him that she had just gotten out of the tub, she would be wet enough for it to be believable. After only a few more minutes there was a knock at the door. It was time to put the plan into action.
She asked: “Who is it?” That way we would know that it was, in fact, a guy on the other side. He responded, and we knew we were “good to go.” She said: “Hang on a sec, I just got out of the tub.” I stood behind the door and held it open while she carried out the plan. I could tell from hearing him talk that he was between 18 and 20 years old. I almost felt bad for him. (Most of what happened, she told me about after the incident, because I could not actually see what was happening). He was not prepared for what he was about to experience. My wife took the pizza from him and started having trouble with getting the towel to let go. As she picked up the money to pay him, she forced it loose a bit. It dropped enough for one of her tits to be visible. He couldn’t take his eyes off of her exposed breast. As she paid him, he said “Thanks!’ and she let the towel drop completely. This allowed him a clear view of her completely naked body. She said: “You have a good night.” in her own sexy way. He never took his eyes off of her glistening body. He told her to have a good night. I could hear the smile in his voice as he spoke. She smiled back and struck a pose for him. After a few seconds she closed the door, and we had a good laugh over his reaction.
The thrill of exposing herself was more than she could handle in her condition, and she wanted to do some more. She kept suggesting places that she could go and streak to let more people see her. I kept trying to calm her down, telling her that we would have more opportunities in the future. After about 10 minutes of her wanting to be more public she emptied the ice bucket in the sink and said: “Hey, we need more ice.” So she ran to the door and said: “I’ll get it!” As she opened the door (I was standing behind her) neither of us could believe our eyes. The pizza delivery guy was standing in front of the door with his hand up and ready to knock on it. (Keep in mind that he had no idea anyone else was in the room.) He looked at her (still naked) and then saw me standing behind her. She looked at him and said: “Oh, you’re still here?” He fumbled over his words while he tried to get the story out of his mouth that he had obviously been running over in his mind. It took him three tries before he said: “Uh, I thought you didn’t give me the right amount of money, but I can see that you did.” (We knew that he had made up this whole story, because when she paid him, she counted out the money and then handed him a tip separately.) He had actually stood outside the door for about 10 minutes working up the nerve to knock and see what it might lead to. Now you can understand why I said earlier that I almost felt bad for him. This pimply-faced kid probably used the memory of her body to jack-off for the next several weeks.
When she was sure that he had gotten on the elevator, she walked down the hallway and got more ice. After she got back to the room, she just kept talking about how she would streak anywhere I would ask her to. She was even suggesting places that she could walk around naked. She wanted to walk through the front lobby and streak through the shopping center parking lot behind the hotel. I had to remind her that it was still early, there were still kids out and the pool hadn’t even closed yet. (By the way, that gave me an idea for our next adventure.) She kept repeating that she would do ANYTHING that I wanted her to do; that if there was ever anything that I wanted her to do, now would be the time to ask. She WANTED me to ask her to do more flashing. It amazed me that only a couple of hours earlier, she was concerned that she could be arrested for flashing the pizza guy, and now, there was nothing that she wouldn’t try.
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