A Story (Pt.2) - Wherein the Hotel is Reached  

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8/11/2005 9:09 pm

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A Story (Pt.2) - Wherein the Hotel is Reached


"You'll do fine, she said, patting my thigh and then leaving her hand there.

"Um, it violates professional ethics to get involved with clients," I said, "not to mention a couple of Commandments."

"I know, but I don't want to talk about that. Aren't you interested?" She added in a pouting way, and sliding her hand higher on my leg.

I exhaled. "Honestly? Yes, but I'd think I be too old to interest a young lady such as you."

"Age doesn't have anything to do with it, as far as I'm concerned. The Marriott's coming up on the right."

We parked and she was out of the car before I could unfasten the seat belt. She leaned back in, giving me a quick peek down her blouse, and grabbed the CD case. "Can't forget the music."

She was backing away slowly, smiling wickedly, as I locked up. "Why do I get the feeling I've lost control of this situation?" I said, smiling back.

"Silly, you never Had control," she answered, twirling around and heading for the front lobby. I caught up with her and we entered; she headed straight for the elevator and pressed the call button. The car arrived and we entered, having the car all to ourselves. I pushed 12 and the doors closed.

She turned around and stood very close, looking up at me. "I don't do this often, but when I see a guy I like and there's an opportunity, I hate to let it go to waste. And besides," she said, coyly, "I have tomorrow off."

"Hmmm, my flight's not till noon... "

She gave a little squeal, raised up on her toes and gave me a quick kiss as the elevator doors opened. We walked down the hall and entered my room suite.

Barbara breezed into the room, dropped her suit jacket on the couch and kicked off her shoes. Looking wicked at me, she undid the top two buttons on her blouse and walked toward me. As I slipped off my suit coat, she reached up and started to untie my tie. I started to undo the next button and she shook her head no. "Not yet, Tom," she said as she started on my shirt. I stepped out of my shoes as the shirt came off and she unbuckled my belt. Dropping to her knees, she tugged my trousers down and looked up at me from crotch level. Rubbing the front of my boxers she said,"Mmmmm, look what Barbara gets to play with." She pulled the shorts and her eyebrows raised a little. "Oh, what a nice surprise," she said, bouncing my hardening cock in her hand. Punctuating each word with a kiss to my dick, she said,"I <smack> just<smack> love <smack> a fat<smack> cock <smack>"

Barbara guided me around to the bed where I sat with her between my legs. Stroking me, she looked up and said, "I'm going to make you cum. I want to taste you and it'll help make the next round last longer, okay?" Before I could answer, she took me into her mouth, slowly sliding down the shaft and off again, still stroking me with her hand. She licked and twirled her tongue around the purple head and gave me the best head I'd ever had, cupping my balls as well as stroking me while her mouth slid up and down. Barbara had me near the edge in no time. When I told her I was getting close she sucked me harder and harder. "Oh, oh,God, Barb, here it comes." She moaned a little, stroked me a few more times and my dam burst. Barbara moaned with each jet that spurted into her mouth, never letting my cock out of that wet warmth. Spent, I flopped back on the bed as she made sure she had all I could offer. I sat up again as she stood up before me. "Very nice," she said, smiling and brushing a strand of hair away from her face.

I reached over and started to unbutton the rest of her blouse. "Your turn, now."

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