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Chapter 13 Hotel Curtains
Chapter 13 Hotel Curtains
Beiwan's headquarters briefing was on Thursday. The company booked the three of them three rooms in the same hotel, on the eighteenth floor, doors next to one another. Wu Ziyi's room had one large bed. Zhang Xue and Li Gan each had a twin-bed business rate. On the plane they did not sit together. Wu Ziyi revised the draft in the forward cabin. Zhang Xue aligned the process with the client on the wing side. Li Gan, in the back row, copied the backup slides three times. It was raining when they landed. The rain in this city was straighter than Linjiang's. It stung the face.
The briefing itself went smoothly. Zhang Xue spoke to the mood. Wu Ziyi spoke to the structure. When Wu Ziyi was asked about the data, Li Gan picked it up and did not seize the floor. The client's deputy general manager slapped the table and said this version finally sounded like something. After the meeting there was a dinner they could not refuse. When the wine was pushed over, all three of them only touched the rim of the glass. Wu Ziyi said she still had a version to revise for legal in the afternoon and could not drink. The sentence was true, and it was also a way out they had left for themselves.
They got back to the hotel at ten. The corridor carpet ate their footsteps. The three of them stopped at Wu Ziyi's door. Nobody swiped a card. Zhang Xue spoke first. "I don't know whether you're still miserable. If you are, we each go back to our rooms. The briefing is done. There's no duty to celebrate."
Wu Ziyi looked at the key card. "I'm still miserable. But I want to see you. Not to use seeing you as a cure for the misery. In this city I don't want to talk only to the shower. My bed is large. You can come in. Coming in can be only talking, or it can be sex. If it's sex, the red light is still there. Li Gan, you say first whether you want to come in. Don't feel you have to just because the two of us are already standing here."
"I want to come in," he said. "I'll shower first. I smell of the dinner. I don't want to touch you carrying that smell. If you change your minds while I'm showering, knock and tell me."
The curtains in the room were thick. Once they were drawn, the city was gone. There was only the low hum of the air conditioner and the minibar fridge. Wu Ziyi showered first. When she came out she was in the hotel's white robe, hair wet, face steamed red. Zhang Xue went in next. Li Gan went last. When he came out the two women were already sitting at the foot of the bed with an empty place between them. Nobody pretended they had only come for a meeting.
Zhang Xue patted the empty place. "Come here. Kiss Ziyi first. She walked through your data very steadily in the meeting today. I want to see you thank her with your mouth, not with a chat message."
Wu Ziyi glanced at her. "Don't use thanks as an excuse to get going. But I'll take this kiss. Li Gan, come here."
He knelt up onto the bed and asked first, "May I?" She said yes. The kiss started slow. Her lips tasted of toothpaste mint. The collar of the robe had fallen open a little. There was water not yet dry on her collarbone. His hand stopped on the tie. "May I undo it?"
"Undo it," she said. "Zhang Xue, if you want to watch, come to this side. If you want to touch me, ask. Today I want to be touched by the two of you. I thought it through before I opened the door."
Zhang Xue moved over. Her fingers touched the belt first. "I want to pull this open and then kiss your chest. May I?"
"Yes."
The white robe opened. Wu Ziyi had nothing on under it. The hotel light was more even than the light at home. It left her body nowhere to hide. Her breasts were soft and heavy from the warmth and the kiss. The nipples slowly hardened. Zhang Xue bent and took one in, and her hand held the other. Li Gan kissed her mouth. His hand went down along her belly and stopped between her legs. "Here too?"
"Yes." Wu Ziyi opened her legs. "Touch me. I've been wet since the second half of the dinner. Not because of the wine. Because I was watching the two of you sit diagonally across from me and still had to call you by your titles. I wanted to tear those titles off my body."
His fingers sank into the wet softness. She was already slick. Her clit trembled at a touch. Zhang Xue's tongue circled the nipple and now and then her eyes lifted. One of Wu Ziyi's hands was in Li Gan's hair. The other pressed lightly on the back of Zhang Xue's head. "Both of you are here. Both of you. Li Gan, don't use only your hand. I want your mouth. Zhang Xue, stay up here. I want both mouths at once. If that's too much, say so."
"I want to," Li Gan said. He kissed down her belly, lay at the foot of the bed, and set her legs over his shoulders. When the flat of his tongue met her clit her hips jumped, and Zhang Xue held her down. He licked slowly, licked the folds open, took that point in and sucked lightly. Wu Ziyi's voice changed pitch at once. Zhang Xue, with the nipple in her mouth, said thickly, "Cry out. This floor is thick. I want to hear it."
"Zhang Xue—" Wu Ziyi's thighs closed on Li Gan's head, then loosened. "Li Gan, use your tongue inside. Then go back. Yes. I'm close. Don't stop."
When she came she caught Zhang Xue's shoulder. The wetness below soaked Li Gan's mouth and chin. She shook a long time. Her head rubbed the hotel pillow crooked. When she came down she pulled both of them up and kissed them. She kissed Li Gan first and tasted herself. Then she kissed Zhang Xue, and this kiss was longer than any before it. Zhang Xue stiffened at first, then kissed back, her hand still on Wu Ziyi's waist. When the kiss ended their foreheads were together, and both of them looked a little stunned.
"This isn't a performance," Zhang Xue said first. Her voice was unsteady. "I kissed you because I wanted to. If it was only the inertia after an orgasm, tell me. I can treat it as if it didn't happen."
"It isn't inertia," Wu Ziyi said. "I've wanted to kiss you for a long time. Long before that kitchen light. I only didn't dare kiss you while I was still afraid of being compared with you and coming up short. I'm still afraid now. But I want to kiss you more."
Li Gan knelt to the side. His cock was hard against his belly. He did not put himself into anyone's mouth. He waited. Zhang Xue saw it, reached out, held him, and scraped the head with her thumb. "You should say what you want. Don't stand there as a prop."
"I want to be inside Ziyi," he said. "And I want to use my mouth on you. I'll take the order from the two of you. The condoms are in my case. I'll get them."
"Use your mouth on me first," Zhang Xue said. "I stood for an hour in the meeting today. My legs are still tight. I want to lie down and have you lick that tightness open. Ziyi, if you want to hold me, lie beside me. If you don't want to watch him only serve me, say so and we'll switch."
"I want to hold you," Wu Ziyi said. "Go get the condom. When you come back I want to see that you still want this, and that you haven't gone into work mode."
In the few steps it took him to get the condom, the two women had already lain down. Zhang Xue opened her legs. Wu Ziyi's hand rested on her lower belly and did not go down. Li Gan climbed up and kissed the inside of Zhang Xue's knee first. "I'm starting."
"Start," she said.
The way he licked her was different from the way he licked Wu Ziyi. Zhang Xue was more afraid of being tickled, and she needed the whole flat of the tongue to settle her before she would give him her clit. He remembered. He licked slowly from below upward, and only when her breath changed from dodging to meeting him did he gather on that point. Wu Ziyi turned her head and kissed Zhang Xue's temple, and her hand worked her breast. "All right? I'll rub you and watch him eat you at the same time."
"All right." Zhang Xue's hand caught the sheet. "Li Gan, two fingers. I want to be full. Ziyi, look at my eyes. I want to be licked by him while you're watching."
His fingers went in. His tongue did not stop. Zhang Xue twisted her hips quickly. She cursed his mouth, urgent and intimate, then her whole body went taut, and the orgasm came fast and hard. She pressed her calf onto his back, afraid he would leave. He did not leave until she pushed his forehead. "Too sensitive. Up. Kiss me."
He kissed her. Beside them Wu Ziyi looked at the shine on his lips and was wet again herself. She took the condom, tore it, and rolled it onto him. Her hand was steady. "Come into me now. Zhang Xue just came. Let her lie a while. If she wants to kiss me, she can kiss my mouth. Li Gan, come at me from the front. I want to see you. Don't turn the hotel light off. I want to see clearly whose body I'm under."
When he entered her, both of them sighed. She was hot and soft inside. She had just come, and she still bit him tight. He began to move, stroke by stroke, not rushing. Zhang Xue lay on her side, kissed Wu Ziyi's lips, and her hand met Li Gan's hand on Wu Ziyi's breast. For a while the three of them found the same beat. Wu Ziyi's eyes were open. She looked at Li Gan and she looked at Zhang Xue. She said, "I'm thirty-eight. Wanted like this by the two of you on a business-trip bed. I don't find myself ridiculous. That frightens me more. Because I want this kind of night many more times. Many enough to be a kind of later."
Li Gan's movement slowed, but he did not pull out. "We'll talk about later when we go back. Tonight I'll only say I want you. I want this you, the one who's shaking now. Not a concept of later. If you want to stop in front of that sentence, we stop."
"Don't stop." Her legs locked around his waist. "Faster. I want you to thrust me until I can't say this fear. Zhang Xue, if you're willing, touch my clit. When he goes deep I can't reach it myself."
Zhang Xue's hand slid down. The pad of her finger found the point and matched Li Gan's impacts. Very soon Wu Ziyi could not say the fear in whole sentences. There was only "there," "deeper," "don't stop." When she came she buried her face in the hollow of Zhang Xue's neck, and her cunt contracted violently. Li Gan was gripped until he nearly came, and still he clenched his teeth and drew back until only half of him was in, and waited for her to loosen.
"You haven't come," Wu Ziyi said, panting. "Go to Zhang Xue. Change the condom. I want to watch you come inside her. This isn't an allocation. This round is enough for me, and while she watched me come her hand was shaking. Zhang Xue, do you want it?"
Zhang Xue's eyes were bright, and her voice was clear. "I want it. Change the condom. I want to lie on my side and have him come in from behind, holding me. Ziyi, lie in front of me. I want to be looking at your face when I come. Not watching you direct. Watching you still here."
Li Gan's hands still shook while he changed the condom. He entered Zhang Xue from behind. The angle was deep and full. She caught Wu Ziyi's hand. Her back was against his chest. One of his hands rubbed her clit. The other held her waist. The thrusts gradually quickened. The hotel headboard made a very light sound. Zhang Xue turned her head and kissed him, broken kisses. "I'm going to come. Come with me. Ziyi, don't move your eyes away."
"I won't move them," Wu Ziyi said.
When Zhang Xue came she gripped Wu Ziyi's fingers until they hurt, and inside she locked hard on Li Gan. He came with her. His face was buried in the nape of her neck. The name he called was hers, and after he called it he reached for Wu Ziyi's wrist, as if he were afraid the name would push the other person far. Wu Ziyi held his hand. The three of them were stacked in the hotel's white sheets. Sweat had wrecked the robes and the quilt.
The phone rang then. Not a mobile. The hotel phone by the bed, the ring hard and old. All three of them went stiff. Wu Ziyi glanced at the number and said, low, "Front desk. Probably tomorrow's car." She cleared her throat and picked up, and her voice was actually able to return to the shape of work. "Hello, this is Wu Ziyi. Yes. Seven fifty in the morning, in the lobby. Three people. Thank you."
After she hung up, nobody moved at once. Then Zhang Xue laughed first, laughed aloud, laughed until Li Gan laughed too, and Wu Ziyi buried her face in the pillow and her shoulders shook. When the laugh ended she lifted her head. Her eyes were red. "I can take a call from the front desk while the two of you are still near my body. That means I'm frightening, and it also means we haven't lost the work. Seven fifty tomorrow morning. Who showers now? Together will be a squeeze. The shower in this room is actually large."
"Together," Zhang Xue said. "Let it be a squeeze. I don't want to wash the laugh we just had off by myself under the spray."
