Dana held her room key up to one of those new fancy contactless door locks until the light turned green. She opened the door and beckoned Jennifer forward as she held to door open. The suite was quite nice with a large King bed and even a jacuzzi.
"Now hop on the bed, and sit up. I'll be right with you."
Jennifer complied and as she waited she heard Dana start running the jacuzzi. A few moments later Dana jumped on the bed, positioned herself behind Jennifer, and started massaging her. It seemed Dana was as adept if not more at being a masseur as Daniel had been. Good enough to elicit soft gasps and groans as she found a particularly tense spot. Jennifer felt love swelling in her heart. Love for a woman she hadn't even known until a few hours prior. It was strange, to say the least. But Jennifer found that, at the moment, she didn't much care.
"There are other ways to get you to moan you know." Dana finally quipped several minutes into what was a very relaxing massage. Daniel was never so forward so it took Jennifer a moment to even parse the meaning and when she finally did, she blushed bright red.
"Oh-OH. U-uh n-no thanks. Maybe not right now." Jennifer stuttered back, still blushing.
"Of course, I would never force my wife to do anything. But I can't help but wonder, does this have anything to do with that Daniel Dani thin-" Dana stopped speaking abruptly and it took a moment for Jennifer to realize why. From the bathroom came the sounds of gasping and moaning. It sounded like a man and a woman. Dana silently slipped off the bed and gestured for Jennifer to follow while holding a finger to her mouth. "Quiet," she whispered.
They quietly stalked over the bathroom door which was now ajar. In the jacuzzi, there was a man and a woman... fornicating. Jennifer was no virgin, Jennifer and Dana...no Daniel had done it plenty of times, to both their satisfaction, but the sight before her made her very uncomfortable. The man quickly noticed their presence and stood up. He was heavily muscled and Jennifer's eyes widened with recognition.
"Daniel!?" Gasped in shock. In front of her, stark naked stood her husband Daniel. Except it wasn't quite him. He was always scrawny not... chiseled... like the man stood before her. Dana's eyes widened in shock as she took a quick glance at her wife. Her eyes quickly pivoted back to the man as he started to speak.
"It is Daniel. It's good to see my other wives have finally arrived. I was afraid they weren't going to show up for the firm fucking they deserve. Dani here," he gestured at the of Dana beside him, the differences was the blue hair and several tasteful facial piercings, "has been much more cooperative. Now join me, wives."
Dana looked at the man who wore Daniel's face and then at Jennifer before speaking two short sentences; "Come on Jen. We need to get out of here." Jennifer couldn't agree more.
The last thing they heard before the hotel room door slammed shut behind them was an inhumane voice, a seeming mix of 'Daniel' and 'Dani' shouting, "Wait, come back!"
