The Adventures of Random Chance
They were two old friends (since childhood) traveling on vacation, winding down a country road in their rental car. The friend who was driving spoke.
“You know, there’s an unofficial tradition there, that you will first be intimate with the lady who is called to escort you to your locker. They’ll usually wait for you at the bar while you shower unless another gentleman finds her there first.”
They were driving to an upscale and private European bordello, which through the strange twists of life was actually owned by a couple who were friends of the driver. He was taking his old friend for his first adventures at this particular location, and was walking him through the check-in process.
He continued, “So, I guess for fun, we’ll have to decide. Are we playing this version of sex roulette?”
“Well, I will if you will.”
“Great! It’s settled then. They’ll call out two names as we approach the desk together. You will have dibs on the first lady to arrive since it’ll be your first time there.”
They soon arrived at the location, and buzzed in through the front door. As they walked the few short steps to the reception area to pay their entrance fees, they heard two names called out.
“Celeste and Barbara, please come up front to greet our new guests.”
The driver recognized the name Barbara, if it were the same Barbara, but the name Celeste was new to him. He held his breath.
The first woman to appear was a beautiful dark-skinned woman of Amazonian physique, statuesque and of grand, well-placed proportions, at least 6 feet tall. This was Celeste. While her demeanor in greeting the two of them was very sweet, she did project intense man-eater vibes. He chuckled to himself and thought, in fun, “OMG, She’s going to kill him, his first time here!”
Barbara arrived a few seconds later, and she was the lovely Barbara that he knew, olive-skinned of Spanish origin, with considerable intelligence, delectable curves, and a delightful personality.
A little more than an hour later, during cool-down, cuddle, and chit-chat, he said to Barbara, “I’d better go look for my friend, to see if he’s still alive.”
“So he ended up going with Celeste?”
“Yes, and it’s his first time here, his first time at any house. And I hope she didn’t kill him”, he added in jest
“Oh, I’m sure he had a great time! But he’ll definitely need to come up for air!”
After his thank you’s and a hug for her, he went towards the lounge, then walked through the other public spaces on his way to the showers. No sign of his friend, or Celeste. While showering, his buddy arrived, giving a quick report while heading into another shower stall.
“Well, I’ve certainly been through the wash and spin cycle, now I’ve just got to hang myself out to dry for a while!”
“I’m so glad to see you’ve survived!”
“What an introduction, here!”
It was a good day in this adventure.