Well it’s been awhile since my last true story. For those of you who have read #1 and #2, this one’s just another tale of a traveling salesman (me) as it happened.
Finally, after a few years of being on the road with my custom mobile showroom (my motor home), I relented, and decided to be a vendor at the Chicago Spring Apparel Show. Upon my arrival at the arena, part of the major chain hotel, after unloading my racks of apparel in my assigned booth, I was told that the garage could not accommodate my motor home as it had 8 floors all on a 15 degree slope. There was no option of parking on the upper level, flat, as every available square inch was already occupied by at least 30-50 RV’s. I was way too late. Well, OK, I’ll park it in an oversized slot, with a severe tilt, and pray that I can get a room at the hotel. Upon inquiry I was told that the hotel had been sold out for two months prior. Great, well if I had to sl**p in the RV, I could, albeit most uncomfortable at that angle. I proceeded to man the booth and sell my wares, figuring I’ll find a buddy to bunk in with for the two nights. No worries. Many of my regular customers showed up throughout the day. By 5:30 I was tired, and ready to close up for the day. As I sat at the table, going through my orders, a straggler, one of my lesser known customers, approached the booth.
“Are you still showing?”
I looked up, saying as I did, “Sure, sit down and let me help you.”
Oh Oh! I had only been to this customer’s store twice, a small town in Ohio, and she never placed an order with me, was quite stand-offish, and maybe a little snotty. I had seen her many times before at other shows and at other booths and she never gave me the time of day. She was rather tall, maybe around 5’10”, very trim from what I had observed, always in a professional pants suit, with shoes that had only a small heel so as to not make her look like a giant ,and I guessed to be about 40ish. She had a short slanted cut hair style, angled, so the front was much longer than the back, very attractive, very dark brown, right out of Mademoiselle magazine. A flawless complexion, and was always a professional to the extreme. I repeat: She was attractive, definitely not beautiful. I was surprised to say the least. My apparel line was young Missy dresses and co-ordinates that she stocked but had never placed an order with me.
I had another line that I carried and sold only to those stores that stocked sophisticated lingerie. I knew she did not. It was late and I just could not be nasty to her, so I invited her to sit and I began to show the line to her. With comments being made by both of us as to the merits or not of a particular item, she actually began to write stock numbers and sizes on the order form. Some 45 minutes later, when all the other vendors had closed up and the hall was almost empty, we concluded the showing. She had written a nice order. I was quite pleased and surprised, I asked her if I could take her to dinner. To my astonishment, she accepted. I told her of my RV situation, said I would change clothes, and meet her in the lobby in 45 minutes. She agreed. Now, dinner usually consisted of a few drinks with a lot of the other vendors and some regular quick type food to get you to the next day. I made a mad dash to the RV, splashed on some after shave, changed into a nice sport jacket and shirt, and headed back to the lobby, knowing that this was going to be a dinner at a nice restaurant. OK, I could handle that. I walked into the lobby searching, and there in a Queen Ann chair sat Sue. Oh My God, she was elegant!
I walked up to her and said, “You look stunning!” “Thank you” was her swift and curt reply. She had changed into a deep blue suit with a skirt, a white blouse and a pink chiffon scarf tucked into the jacket and patent leather high heels, with no hose. Her makeup was flawless and she had deep red lipstick on. I was glad that my better judgement had prevailed and I looked well groomed. I extended my hand, which she took, and stood up. Shit, she really was looking very attractive! Not what I expected! With her heels on she towered over me by a good three inches. As I took all of her in, for the first time I noticed she had great curves, and legs to die for. As we walked to the front door, still holding her hand, every eye in the place was on her. The doorman (that tells you how classy the hotel is) says, “Sir, may I get a cab for you and the beautiful lady?”
As I get into the cab after her and am about to ask her where she’d like to go, she said to the driver, “Could you take us to the Mai’son Blu, please?”
Whoa, this one’s going to be expensive. So what’s one more surprise to deal with. The ride is only about 15 minutes and we make small talk about the show, set up, vendors, people we both know, etc. As we leave the cab, another doorman opens the cab door and as I exit, holds out his hand for Sue. Like a Queen, she allows him to help her out of the cab, gives me her hand, and we stroll up to the entrance. By this time, I am completely taken by this gal. The next doorman holds the door open and says, “Good evening Sir and Madam, enjoy your evening.”
As we approach the maître-de’s station, I’m thinking, ’no way are we going to be seated in any short time’, Sue gives him her name and he says, “Good evening Sir and Madam, right this way, I have your table waiting.” The place is really crowded, after all, it is a Saturday night in Downtown Chicago. We are seated, and the wine steward approaches and says, “Madam, this is La’Fitte 1992” and proceeds to pour an inch in each of our glasses. Sue swirls it around and sips it and says, “Yes, this is fine, if it’s all right with the gentleman.” Once again I am stunned. I sip, and nod my head, and he fills the two wine glasses. I pick up my glass to offer her a toast, and as she responds, saying, “Here’s to finally getting to know each other.”
We enjoyed a magnificent meal, with service that exceeds anything you’ve ever seen in any movie. We’ve laughed, told each other amusing stories of the apparel business, how I got in it, how she came to open a store, her divorce and two k**s and my divorce, then to my saga with the Motor Home. Her immediate response is, “Don’t worry about it, you can stay in my room, I have two double beds.” One more time, I am stunned, and speechless. “Are you sure?” I stammered. The evening had gotten away from us and the wine made us both mellow. It was close to midnight and I knew I had a long Sunday ahead of me, the busiest of the three days. In the cab back to the hotel we were definitely sitting closer to each other, our thighs touching, but nothing more. In the elevator up to her room, I kept trying to get assurances from her that this was OK. Upon entry into her standard hotel room, she took off her jacket and for the first time I could actually see that she had a very nice set of tits, although hidden by the white silk blouse and a white bra, and she was tall. She sat down on a chair, removed her heels and said, “Why don’t you use the bathroom first?”
She had one leg crossed over the other in a very casual manner, while removing the chiffon scarf around her neck and kicking off her high heels. Feeling a little dis-oriented, not knowing what was really expected, I decided to do as she suggested and continued to be the gentleman. I went in to the bathroom, took a shower, dried off, wrapped the towel around my mid- section, grabbed my clothes and went into the bedroom. She had turned the lights off, opened the curtains on the window and the night lights of the city descended on the room with a moonlight quality. She was seated on the edge of the bed closest to the window, her blouse and skirt still on. I dumped my clothes on the floor, and slid into the second bed, pulling the towel out as I felt the cool sheets. Once I was in bed, she arose, had some things in her hand, and silently went into the bathroom. I could hear the shower running, and then the sink, and then silence. She turned off the bathroom light, opened the door and slowly crossed over to her bed. In the soft glow of the light from the window, I could see the almost see-thru teddy she had on that stopped just short of her knees, and her breasts were very prominent. For just those few seconds there was no doubt that she was quite well built. She slipped into bed and said to me, “I had a delightful time this evening, and I’m glad we got together, have a great day tomorrow.”
I said “Thanks, and it was my pleasure to be with you. You are also delightful and very beautiful.”
There was silence for 2 or 3 minutes. I wasn’t quite willing to let that be the end. I got out of my bed with just my red jockey shorts on I realized, and thought ‘fuck it, so what, we’re adults’ and strode over to the side of her bed by the window. From the dim light I could see she had one arm behind her head and was just lying there with her eyes closed on the verge of sl**p. I bent down and kissed her gently on the lips. Not a passionate kiss, just a very intentional kiss. She was a little startled, and said, “What are you doing?”
“Just thanking you” I said.
“Oh, well then do it again so I can thank you also.” She said without a moment’s hesitation.
I bent down to offer her my lips and one arm went around my neck, pulling me down gently to her lips. She tasted like a very subdued honeydew melon. Her tongue snaked between my lips very slowly and gently forcing me to respond with my own. Now this had the makings of a passionate kiss. As we broke the kiss, I looked at her, and she had not removed her arm from around my neck, and said, “Is that all?”
I stood up, said, “Not by any means”, carefully and slowly I peeled the covers back, revealing her disarrayed see- thru teddy and gazed at her body in the dim light covered by the thin chiffon. Wow! Let’s see if I can describe as to what I actually saw. Her head was turned slightly towards me, her neck was slender with the wisps of hair curling around her cheek. Her chest was impressive. Great tits! Wow they were almost standing up, with a little tilt to each side, probably 38D’s, with huge, I mean huge, dark areolas, with nipples that stood out a good ½ inch. There were a few, very dark, almost black beauty marks on her torso leading down her smooth stomach to her waist with a flair to her hips to reveal a white pair of ‘boy shorts lacey panties’. One leg was bent at a right angle and the covers stopped at about her mid- calf. I was taking her all in which seemed like minutes, when she said, “I hope you approve?”
There wasn’t much to dis-approve of. She wasn’t beautiful but at this moment she was exquisite. She takes great care of herself. I leaned in to place a little kiss on the inside of her neck as I whispered, “You are a man’s wet dream.”
She let out a tiny moan as I kissed her neck, and then softly she said, “But I’m here right now.”
I continued to kiss her neck, her face, the end of her nose, and placed a kiss on her lips, lingering just long enough for her to moan, and place both of her arms around my neck. The kiss became hot, wet, delicious, and our tongues began to explore each other slowly. As we broke the kiss, she let out a sigh that told me she wanted more. I leaned back to look at her once more, and she dropped her arms to her side. Her eyes were closed, obviously relishing the passion of the kiss. I leaned down and started to kiss her on the neck, her eyelids, her chin, her throat, and wanted to go down her chest but first I had to lift up that gauze teddy. I placed both hands on the hem of the teddy and gently raised it up so it was gathered under her chin. All the while, she had lifted her body up to let me raise it. I was kissing her with little kisses on all the surrounding flesh of her beautiful mounds, especially those huge dark ovals, but did not touch her nipples. Oh how I wanted to suck those babies. My arms, extended, were on either side of her on the bed holding me up so I could continue the kissing. Now, the ‘oohs’ and slight whimpering’s were becoming more pronounced. As I left a prominent wet trail with my tongue all over her breasts with one lick of her aroused nipple and even the sides and could feel the slight shiver as the wetness left a cool feeling to her body, she had lifted her teddy over her head and tossed it on the floor. I kissed further down the tender skin under her breasts and worked down to her stomach, and her belly button. She was smooth and warm. There were some obvious stretch marks, as she had two c***dren, but barely enough to distort her almost flat stomach. I stuck my tongue into her belly button and she let out a squeal, as her hands grabbed my head to either stop me from going further, or to encourage me, I’m not sure which. I didn’t want to ask her if she wanted me to stop for fear of her saying yes. I sensed some reluctance at this point, or what I perceived as a strong hesitation in her responses, and thought ‘I don’t think I’d better go any further.’
I straightened up, took her face in both hands, kissed her mouth with tenderness, ending the kiss, and said, “Goodnight Sue, and thank you again.” She was breathless, and said nothing. I lifted the covers over her, got up and went to the other bed, crawled in and was ready to sl**p if I could get her and her scent out of my mind and my cock would return to a flaccid state. I had my hand in my jockey’s around my cock urging it to ‘be calm, get soft’, and ‘fugetaboudit’.
I heard the rustling of the covers, and the next thing I knew, here was this beautiful body standing over me as I opened my eyes in the dim light. She placed her finger over her lips and uttered, “Shh, don’t speak”. Without hesitation, she slowly peeled the covers off of me all the way down to my feet. While not taking her gaze from me, she places both hands on her sides and inserts her fingers into the panty’s and slowly wiggles them down her legs to what I assume is the floor because that gesture becomes lost from my line of vision. In the dim light, I can just barely make out her entire form, but can definitely see that there is a pronounced patch of dark hair covering her pussy. She stood there for a few seconds, I think to confirm that I was awake or was I going to reject her. Sensing no objection from me, she threw her long leg up and over me, straddles my entire body and bends down with her magnificent tits swaying with her movement, and takes my head in both hands and kisses me with such urgency and passion, I’d have to be dead not to respond.
This is a kiss that you just don’t want to end. The intensity, warmth, almost hot lips, the varying taste, the swirling tongue with sweeping movements throughout your mouth, the dancing of both tongues, the wetness erupting from both of us, creating a volume of saliva that won’t quit, and finally, we must stop to get a breath of air, let the heart rates calm down, and the fierce tightness of her hands holding my face, and my strong arms wrapped around her back keeping her in place to relax. We’ve crossed the bridge. As we loosen our grips on one another, we‘ve swallowed the copious amounts of fluid we’ve created and given to each other, taken deep breaths, and the next kiss is tender, soft, open mouthed, a little tongue probing, but so loving and so sensuous that it leaves no room to doubt what comes next.
Looking up at her with her hair clustering her face, she said very softly, just barely above a whisper, “I haven’t been with anyone for over a year. Please make love to me.”
No further words need be spoken. I gently placed both hands on her dangling tits, cradling them, enjoying the heavy weight, the smoothness, the silky texture, and rub my thumbs over both nipples. She lets out a very audible sigh. Releasing her beautiful hefty breasts, I placed both hands on her shoulders and guided her to slip off of me and lay on her back. As she did so, she had to dis-entangle herself from the sitting position she was in. It’s then that I realize, that she is quite a bit bigger in size than I am. Doesn’t make one bit of difference to me. I’ve always been a ‘ladies’ man’, but I don’t know if I was a good lover. At this moment, I was determined to be the best lover I could be to this woman.
We were at eye level, so I leaned over and gave her another kiss, much briefer, not allowing her to gather response, and ran my tongue over her open lips in a slow deliberate circle, then to her cheek, nibbled on her neck, breathed into her ear, then put my tongue in it, and kissed the strands of her hair clinging to her face. All the tastes were different. All the while running my hands up and down her torso, stopping sporadically on each breast, teasing the nipples with my fingers, and kissing her throat, her chin, and slowly down her chest. Wet butterfly kisses on every square inch I could land on, leaving a trail all the way down to her navel. She was spewing forth more ‘oohs and aahs’ and was running her hands through my hair, and caressing my shoulders and arms with every kiss I laid on her. She raised her head and planted kisses on my shoulders and top of my head.
She had one leg bent up with her foot on the bed and was lifting her body to me. The message was pretty clear, she liked what I was doing to her. I ran the palm of my hand over her hairy pussy mound and while caressing her pussy, gently entwining my fingers in her hair and pulling up as if stroking each bunch and then sliding my hand in the folds of her pussy and thigh and watched her reaction to my movements. She laid her outside leg down to give me additional access to her pussy and the tight space. I leaned down and kissed the hair on her pussy, slid my face around on it, and deftly stuck my tongue directly into her. She was really wet. My mouth was bathed with her juices, so I ran my entire face around her wetness, leaned up and kissed her on the mouth with her wetness. I slipped two fingers into her wet pussy, and made sure they were sufficiently wet, and brought both fingers up to her mouth. I parted her lips and slid both wet fingers into her mouth. She greedily sucked my fingers in and swirled her tongue all around them to get all the wetness.
She must have tasted pretty good, so I moved my body down to taste it for myself. As I lowered myself towards that erogenous hairy mound, she parted her legs to give me full access. My position had to be maneuvered so my head was between her legs. The scent emanating from her wet pussy was quite intoxicating. Not only was I about to eat her pussy like I had no others, spread those lips amongst the thick protective layer of hair, drink her juices, going to stick my tongue in her, suck on her clit and make her spew even more juices on me, but I was going to take her to her first orgasm. Just those thoughts, racing through my mind, were causing my cock to get the hardest I can recall in a long, long time, I was concentrating on all of her.
I wanted to turn a light on so I could see this vision become a reality, but that would have interrupted a scene that must stay in the memory banks forever. I lowered my face to her hairy mound. I ran my face all around it, feeling the extension of her lips on my nose, chin, cheeks, as I parted her hair with both hands, and exposed her inner pinkness. My God, she was delicious. I licked, sucked, nibbled, and played with every part of her pussy. I ran my tongue up, in, around, and lapped at her inner folds, and sucking on her now engorged clit brought forth loud moans, almost yelps, and more thrusting of her pelvis up to my mouth and face. The comments were endless. “Yes, oh right there, Oh My God, yes, more, oh yeah” and a few more. My tongue was working overtime, and the muscles were getting very tired, but I was determined to bring on her orgasm. I was about to let up, as my tongue muscles were aching when she cried out, “Oh yeah, there, I’m cumming, oh God, here it comes”.
I lifted my head to allow her to experience her orgasm, and all of a sudden I received a fountain of her juices, spurting from her pussy, drenching my face and running down my nose and chin. I was a little startled, jerked my head back a little, not expecting her response and reached up and ran my hand all over my face to spread the juices and to keep from reacting surprised. I immediately bent down with my sopping wet face, and began kissing her pussy hair, her lips, and her tender folds. I knew she would be sensitive now, so I had to let her come down a little.
I caressed both of her thighs, raining gentle butterfly kisses all over them and occasionally kissing her thick bush lightly. Her breathing was heaving her stomach and chest in a motion to catch her breath. She had both of her hands holding her head as she tossed it from side to side responding physically to her intense orgasm. All this time, unnoticed by myself, she had spread her legs as wide open as she could have and almost had them bent up to give me complete access to her delicious hairy pussy. God I wanted to turn a light on to see this woman in her ecstasy and remember it forever. I bent over and reached up with both hands to fondle and play with her great tits. The nipples were hard and rubbery. She stopped churning for a moment and said breathlessly, “Please…now!”
I sat up on my haunches, felt my stiff cock, squirmed out of my jockey shorts, stroked all 5 ½ inches a couple times, and inched my way up so I could wave my cock on her wet pussy, up and down between her lips, getting the tip wet, knowing I must have some pre-cum on the tip. Knowingly, she raised her legs up, spread them wide, and I slipped into her pussy. I grabbed on to her thighs, and shoved myself in to my balls. Her wetness and heat was enveloping my cock in the most erotic sensation I could recall. I just kept it there at its’ maximum depth and looked at her. She had her eyes closed and said, “Oh God, yes!” I started a very slow withdrawal to begin fucking her when she said very emphatically, “Oh God yes, do it, make me cum again- – – I need it so badly.”
I looked down to see my cock slide in and out of her wet pussy, with our joined pubic hair mingling and her juices bathing my cock and her torrid pussy. I started to get in a rhythm and she obviously was loving it as she said, “C’mon, baby, shove that cock in me hard.” That was the first dirty word that I had heard come out of her mouth. I was slamming in and out of her and she was getting wetter by the second, and all of a sudden, she yelled, “Oh fuck yes, here it comes, fuck it, oh fuck it, yes”. I wanted to see what I could of this second for the memory banks, so as I was on the outward withdrawal, this little fountain sort of erupts above her pussy and she stammers, “Oh God, yes, I’m cumming, oh yes, I’m cumming hard”. I couldn’t hold back a mili-second longer, shoved my cock back in her wet pussy, and she yells again, “Yeah, fuck it, fuck that pussy baby, shove it in deep.” I did, and with one final thrust, shot two or three spurts into her. The sweat was pouring off both of us. I had to lay down or I was going to fall down. I laid down next to her as we were both catching our breaths and panting. We both laid perfectly still, letting the moment wash over us. I was thinking ‘I hope I brought this out in her’.
Five or 10 minutes went by without a word or any movement from either of us. Then, slowly, she sat up on the edge of the bed, got up to her feet, and silently walked into the bathroom. She flicked the light on, and I could see the reflection in the mirror on the door that she didn’t bother to close, a really fine body that I had just made love to. She did have wide hips, and a slim ass, and absolutely long great legs. The curve of her back let you know that she was tall. She sat on the toilet for a moment which I couldn’t fully see and then stood before the sink cleaning and wiping herself down with a wet washcloth. The light flicked off, and she came over to me, and with a wet and warm washcloth proceeded to wipe me down and gently clean my cock as well. The wetness gave me a welcome chill. Without another word, she bent over kissed me gently on the mouth, ran her hand over my cheek, said, “Thank you, I have never been fucked so good!” stood up, walked over and climbed into the other bed. I glanced at the clock on the night stand between the two beds. Wow, we had been at it for almost 2 hours. It was close to 2 in the morning and I had a busy day coming up, I needed to get some sl**p. In a state of sexual bliss and satisfaction, I closed my eyes and was instantly asl**p.
The streaming sunshine from the windows caused me to squint as the rays hit my eyes. I looked at the clock. Shit, it was 7:20 and the show opened at 8:30. As quietly as I could, I slipped out of bed, tiptoed across the floor to the bathroom, closed the door, and then flicked on the light, trying not to wake her. I got in the shower for about 2 minutes, not long enough for the water to even warm up, but a quick wash, put on my clothes, and as silent as possible, slipped out the door, making sure to put the “Do Not Disturb” sign on the door handle.
Racing as fast as I could, I got to the Motor Home, even with the severe tilt, used the bathroom to shave, and slap on some after shave, comb my hair, and grabbed clean underwear, shirt, socks, slacks, belt, and slipping on a pair of loafers, made it up to the main floor in time to man my booth, as the throng of early bird customers surged in through the registration desks. My neighbor booth had a cooler, and I asked if I could have a bottle of cold water. We chatted for a few moments about the evening and now the coming day of constant presentations. Sunday’s could make or break a season of selling for any apparel rep. The Apparel Mart was a big time event, every season. From that moment on, I didn’t get a break until about lunch time, as customers all went to the humongous buffets’, to eat and sit with friends and other customers to compare notes. I finally got a chance to sit down. Boy, was I tired already, and had to go until 7.
I was looking over all the order forms piling up, when a clear voice said, “I think you could use this.”
There, standing before me, in a beautiful tailored, gray suit, with a stunning cobalt blue blouse underneath, stood Sue, very tall, handing me a steaming cup of hot coffee, and a croissant on a paper plate. “You really are an angel, aren’t you?” I said, as I stood to accept the coffee. “Not an angel, but a really happy girl because of you!” she said, and leaned over to give me quick kiss on the lips.
“Oh, fear not, it was my pleasure fair lady” I said a little cocky.
“On the contrary, it was entirely my pleasure, and I want to do it again. So, I extended my stay one more night and will drive home late tomorrow afternoon. Will you stay with me? I’ll help you pack up, we could have a light dinner, maybe go for a swim in the pool or watch a movie. Are you up for that?” I may not be the brightest bulb in the pack, but I’m not stupid! My reply confirmed the arrangement, “Deal!”
Around 6:45, the customers had dwindled to a trickle of stragglers, and I was ready to pack up. I had had a great show. Sue came over to the booth and sat down. “So, how did you do today?” she asked. “Today was really great, I didn’t stop showing and the orders are really quite large.” I enthusiastically replied. “Well, no doubt because you were so well rested” she quipped. “No doubt about it” I quipped back.
We started to pack up and as we slid apparel off the racks and into the professional garment bags, she noticed the smaller rack, picked a garment up, held it up, a sexy lacy see-thru body suit with ribbons and small delicate flowers at the hip line, and was crotchless, and stated, “What is this?” A little embarrassed, I said, “Oh, that’s a lingerie line I carry for some select customers.” “Indeed—I assume I am not one of them” she said with a little sarcasm. “No, it’s not that, I just never thought you’d have that type of garment in your store. You do sell to a rather conservative clientele.” “Yes, you’re probably right, but I certainly love the type. What size are your samples?” I was surprised to say the least, but said, “They vary from small, medium, and large.” “Would you let me buy some of the samples if they fit?” she asked. “Certainly!” I shot back. I could always get additional samples. There was no way I would have her pay for any of them. There were only about 15-20 garments, so it was a small bag to put them in. She took the bag, and placed it over her purse and briefcase and said, “So we don’t forget to take them with us.” I smiled to myself. This was going to be an interesting evening for sure.
We rolled all the racks with the sample bags into the lobby and secured them in a storage room until tomorrow, but Sue made sure to take the small bag with her, and gave it to the concierge and said she would pick it up in an hour or so. By now, it was already 7:45 and we were both hungry. I suggested we go to the hotel dining room for a quick bite. Sue said, “Why don’t we go to that cute little sandwich shop around the corner, it’s a lot more cozy and the food is great.” We started over, and she took my hand in hers and said, “You have really made this a memorable trip for me.” I chimed in, “…and it’s not over yet!”
She was right about the food being great and also how cozy it was. We sat in a booth that had a surf board for a table and a ‘float’ for a seat. It automatically slid us both towards the center. Cozy indeed, with our thighs meshing with each other. We ate, and laughed at each other’s remarks and jokes and kissed a lot. I said, “I can’t wait to see which of the samples will fit you!” “Well, it will be fun won’t it? You really do bring out the secret side of me, do you know that?” she said very quietly. We were in no hurry, we had all night. As we were retrieving the bag of samples at the concierge, I suggested we stop in the convenient store in the hotel lobby and get a bottle of wine. She thought that was a great idea. While I purchased a bottle, she had slipped away to the dining room, and came back with two fluted glasses for the wine. “Boy, you’re pretty resourceful aren’t you?” I said with a wink and a smile. “I can do anything when I want to!” she said returning the smile with a little smirk. We entered her room, making sure the “DO NOT DISTURB” sign was on the door and she placed the glasses on the desk with the bottle of wine, and placed the bag with the samples on the bed. She turned to me, wrapped her arms around my neck and said, “I’m going to be your little slut tonight” and kissed me very passionately. I wish I could tell you that I anticipated a night of fucking and had taken my little blue pills, but they hadn’t even been discovered back then. So, I knew that one really good performance would probably be all that I could deliver.
Sue unwrapped herself from me and said, “Let me get comfortable and why don’t you pour us a glass of wine?” and proceeded to back up to the center of the room, motioned for me to sit in the chair, and proceeded to take her clothes off, very deliberately, one piece at a time, and never took her eyes off of me. First the jacket of her suit, then the skirt dropped, leaving her in the bold cobalt blue sheer blouse which she proceeded to unbutton the cuffs, then one at a time and let it drop to the floor. She was in a light pink bra with little delicate roses on it, and whoa —-no panties on. I was wide eyed to say the least. What happened to this very conservative lady I had been with. Stepping out of the skirt and blouse on the floor, in her high heels, she had legs that wouldn’t stop, she put both hands on her hips, and said, “Do you want this pussy?” My response was exactly what she expected. “Not only do I want it, I’m going to make love to you all night long.” “OK, I’d like that, but first, get naked, and stay in the chair, I’ll be right out.” I secured the bottle of wine, and poured two glasses for us and placed them on the small table next to the chair.
It took about 30 seconds for me to shed all of my clothes, fold them neatly, and sit in the chair with my raging hard cock pointing up my belly. About 10 minutes later, she had not yet come out of the bathroom, I asked, “Sue you alright babe?” “Oh yeah, I‘m fine” she bellowed out. I knew that each sample had a picture on the hang tag how it was to be worn, and she obviously was studying them. Then the bathroom door opened and out stepped a vision that is almost indescribable. The red bra, if you can call it that, with open cups, held her tits up with the strings but that’s about all. Her tits were exposed completely. The chemise was red and stopped at about her belly button, covering her already bare tits, and the panties, not sure if that’s what you’d call that either, wrapped around her hips with a lace see thru over the trimmed hair on her pussy with a “V” between her legs as she stood there in her heels and one hand on her hip and the other raised up on the door jam, with her long legs spread apart about a foot and a half revealing the crotch less panties. Talk about a vision! Looking back, if only they had made digital cameras or cell phones with cameras then. I guess my mouth was open as she said, “Oh, you must like this.” Being a man of great words and wit I immediately replied, “Uh huh” She walked over to me, God she was a tall gal, placed one leg up on the arm of the chair, cupped both of her tits and said, “I guess you can give me a kiss.” I sure as hell couldn’t get up to do that, so the obvious was right before me. I wrapped both arms around her legs and brought my face to the small amount of her pussy that was exposed, and kissed her multiple times, inhaling the exquisite aroma of her sex. I made a move to do more and she quickly pulled away and said, “No, No, not yet, we have many more to model for you.” She turned and slowly walked towards the bathroom, giving me a tantalizing look at her adorable rear end. The bathroom door closed and I grabbed on to my erect cock. It was as hard as I’d ever felt it. A few minutes later, the door opens, the bathroom light having been turned off, and she saunters in, sizzling hot! OMG! She has a black ‘cupless’ bra on that supports under her tits and makes them protrude like a young teenagers would. God her tits are awesome! At her waist is a black garter belt with the extended elastic connectors just dangling down with a black gauze triangle “g’ string covering her pussy, almost but not completely. She twirls around and says, “Would you rather suck or fuck?” Mesmerized, I utter softly, “Both, you are amazingly hot!” “One more to go, then we can play, OK?” She walks back into the bathroom and shuts the door. I am sitting there with this hard cock, amazed that this woman has transformed herself from the smart, chic, very straight no-nonsense business woman into the hottest piece of ass I had never guessed was underneath that exterior. By now, I’m on my second glass of wine.
The bathroom door opens and she stands there, completely naked, except for her high heels, arms on the door frame and said “Those were the only ones that fit, so I thought I’d give you this last opportunity to back out.” I sat there dumbfounded and said, “Why would any sane man do a stupid thing like that?” “I just want to remind you that you’re in no way obligated to any commitment to me.” God, I wished I had a camera at that moment, but of course Digital camera’s had yet to be invented. I stood up, walked over to her with my stiff cock waving as I walked, fell to my knees in front of her, and pushed my face between her legs. She placed her hands on my head, bringing me a little closer to her, and said, “Oh God, you don’t know how bad I need this.” I lifted my head after raining some kisses on her pussy, stood up, taking her hand and guiding her to the edge of the bed. She turned around and sat on the edge of the bed. Again, I kneeled down, gently spread her knees apart, and she let her weight carry her down to lie on the bed. I took both hands and spread her lips apart gently exposing her pink cunt. I slipped my middle finger into her hole, found it dripping wet, and immediately dropped my head to feast on her wetness. With my wiggling finger still in her she was sighing and in between my licks, kisses, probing tongue, she spread her legs as far as she could and said very emphatically, “Oh yeah, do it, make me cum, eat me.” It was the wettest, smoothest, and most delicious cunt I had tasted in a long time. Especially from a woman who wants it so bad and tells you. I sucked each of her tender pussy lips into my mouth, sucked gently on her very prominent clit, and just buried every part of my mouth and tongue in every crevice I could find. She had my head between both of her out-stretched arms with her hands gently stroking my hair as she murmured “Oh baby, yes, yes, don’t stop, please don’t stop!” I’m not sure how long I was feasting on her delicious cunt, but I didn’t want to stop, except my tongue was getting really tired. My mouth and face were drenched with her copious fluids mixed with my own mouth- watering ministrations. I needed a breathing break, and I knew it was time to fuck. I let up on her, and she moaned. I reached for her nipples and found them as hard as erasers. I tweaked each nipple and she groaned “Oh yes, fuck, I’m cumming!” This time I was ready. Her squirt landed all over my face and I instantly put my mouth on her cunt to drink up as much as I could.
She smelled and tasted like a Dr. Brown’s Crème soda without the carbonation. I had eased my hands down to her thighs and was caressing them while I indulged in her exquisite womanhood excretions. I just knew this could not be the last time I was going to be with this woman. I sat up to get much needed fresh air, to catch my breath, and to take into my memory banks the sight of this woman coming down from her intense orgasm. Although the air conditioning was blowing at its’ maximum, we were both drenched in sweat and fluids. Her eyes were closed and her arms lay loosely at her side, her breathing was just now starting to calm down. I needed some rest. I laid down next to her, and didn’t touch her. She turned her head to me, laid her hand on my chest, and planted kisses all over my neck and face. As if she could read my mind, she said softly, “Would you please fuck me now.”
Yes, it was time to do that. I reached down to check the status of my cock and found it to be as hard as steel. That would do! I got up and kneeled between her legs, spreading them, and proceeded to slide my cock up and down her slippery wet lips, teased her clit, and her hole. Her response was immediate and loud, “Yes, baby, yes, shove that beautiful cock into me!”
I started a rhythm and was pounding her with every thrust and a gentle withdrawal, and she was writhing in ecstasy. With every thrust, she would thrust back, and murmuring “harder, yes, more, harder, oh god, fuck me baby.” After 5 or 6 minutes of this I knew I could not last another second. I shot a load of semen into her depths with such f***e, I don’t know where it came from, let alone 2 smaller squirts. As I did so, she let out a torrent of incoherent words. Sounded like, “oooh, ahh yeah, shoot—-, I love —-, Good G —–“ then clamped her legs around me in a vice like grip. After a few seconds that seemed like a long time, I was deflating, and pushed her legs back open and slipped out with a noticeable sound. Not quite done with her, I took a playful slap at her hairy pussy, and said, “Naughty girl”. She giggled as I repeatedly gently slapped her pussy and she thrust her wet, open pinkness up at my hand. It was turning her on again. “Oh, oh, yes, oh my God, I’m gonna cum!” she said in an astonished voice with her eyes as wide as saucers. Instantly a fountain erupted from that magnificent pink cunt, and drenched her legs, the bed, and my hand. I watched what appeared to be in slow motion. Wow, what a sight. I spread her juice all over her cunt, thighs, and with my hand scooped up as much as I could and reached up and offered her my fingers to her mouth. She took my hand and sucked it into her mouth and greedily sucked on every finger before letting me take my hand down. She was running her tongue over her lips to savor every drop. We were both exhausted. Sex is a very physical demanding proposition after all. As we laid there we both fell asl**p. The chill of the A/C awakened me and I covered us both up. She turned on her side allowing me to ‘spoon’ with her as my body conformed to her lithe, long body. We slept soundly for about an hour. She was the first to awaken and she squirmed out of the ‘spooning’ position to face me while placing her leg over me, making sure her hairy mound was against my stomach. She kissed the end of my nose. That woke me up. I d****d an arm over her waist and gently kissed her lips. She whispered, “I love the way you fuck me, can we do some more?”
I must have unlocked something in this woman that wasn’t there before, ‘cause I know I’m not that great a lover. “Sue, you are incredible but I don’t think I can get it up again anytime soon.” She nuzzled my neck, kissed my lips, ran her tongue over my lips and said, “Just don’t you worry about that, I will take care of it, right after we shower, OK?” So lazily we got up and took a hot shower together giving each other a soaping, rinsing, a little teasing, and a lot of kisses. I dried her off and she dried me off. I glanced at my watch on the table as I reached for a glass of wine for her, it was 3:20 A.M. and we weren’t done yet. She sipped from the glass, dipped her finger in the red liquid and traced her finger across my lips then dipped in again and swirled her finger around her nipple and said, “Here baby, drink your wine.” I bent down and greedily began to lick all around her nipple and then sucking the nipple intently into my mouth. She shivered, and exclaimed, “Oh my God you get me so fucking hot!” I didn’t stop sucking but let my hand wander to her delicious hairy cunt and could feel her getting wet as I slid one finger along her slit barely touching her clit. Without thinking, I just let my fingers play with her cunt and slipped my fingers into her wetness. “Oh fuck- oh God- I’m cumming- oh – yes- oh fuck-it feels so good!” she squealed. Not bothering to even check, I knew I was hard and needed to get my rigid cock into that magnificent cunt. I rolled over on her as she lay back and spread her legs open and she said, barely above a whisper, “Yes baby, put that wonderful cock into my cunt and fuck me, fuck me hard.” I grabbed her thighs and I rammed my cock into her as fast and hard as I could, and she whimpered, “Oh yes, fuck that cunt baby, c’mon fuck me hard, come in me baby, let me feel you come in my cunt!” Not more than three strokes later with the last of any energy I had left, I rammed it into her so hard, that we both moved up towards the headboard, and I felt my seed rising from deep in my balls, up my shaft and erupted deep in her with a f***e that I couldn’t imagine came from me. She was throwing her head back and forth and exclaiming, “Yeah baby, do it, come in me, fuck my cunt, Oh God, I love it!” and with her final comment, shook with an intense orgasm of her own. I had to let go of her thighs and brace myself with both arms outstretched to support myself on either side of her as she stopped moving and just let the orgasm wash over her. I let my arms collapse and fell onto her stomach with my head on the side of her so I could catch my own breath. We lay there, silent, unmoving for at least 15 minutes. Finally I raised myself up and off of her, and rolled over to her side as she let her legs drop down and I leaned over and gave her a few baby kisses over her cheek and lips. She murmured, barely audible, “I never knew I could do that.” We were both in sexual ecstasy and exhausted. I gently moved her to her side, grabbed the blanket, threw it over us, positioned myself to ‘spoon’ with her and we were soon fast asl**p.
The ringing of the telephone awakened us both. I reached for my watch as she answered the phone. It was 1PM ! “Oh yes, thank you very much, I’ll get right on it.” She hung up the phone, sat up, unashamedly naked, with her beautiful tits just pointing at me, burst out laughing and said, “Checkout time is 11 AM, and it’s 1! We were both laughing. “They said they would give me a late checkout” and we laughed again. She leaned over gave me a juicy wet kiss and bounded out of bed and over her shoulder she said, “Move your adorable little ass!” as she turned on the shower. We showered, gathered up all of our things, and I deftly snuck all the lingerie that she had modeled into her suitcase under a few blouses, and we were out of there. As we descended on the elevator, I put my arm around her waist, leaned up to whisper in her ear (she was tall, especially with her heels on), “Sue, that’s two nights that I will never forget.” She looked at me and said, “You think I will? When are you coming to my store?” “Probably next week, and the week after that as well.” She kissed me passionately and said, “I really hope so.” By the time I got to the Motor Home, I checked my appointment book, and wrote in the days that I would get to her city, no matter what, for the next two weeks. I was praying that not a single moment would ever escape my memory. This adventure was just beginning I hoped.