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I travel a good bit for work. I had been at one hotel three or four times over a few months. A desk clerk there was the attractive mom of a couple early teens, and over a few brief conversations I learned she wanted to get divorced. Some evenings she helped with the “manager’s reception” the hotel offered.
One evening I was heading out to get a late dinner. I offered to bring her something. When I had previously done so she declined but that evening she accepted saying she had made a sandwich from half stale bread. Instead of eating in the restaurant and then getting Amanda’s to go I ordered both meals to go. Back at the hotel Amanda told me she had a break in a few minutes and I could join her if I wanted. There was small kitchen/seating area for a breakroom behind the reception area. We chatted some about life and work. I commented that I should have gotten dessert since that would have lengthened the meal. Amanda said her break was over anyway but they had ice cream if I wanted to join her on her other break later in the evening. Ice cream and conversation beats sitting solo in a hotel room any day. I was on time for her break. When we entered the room she gave me a super quick hug and a micro kiss on the cheek. She then served a couple bowls of ice cream with chocolate syrup and whipped cream. I went to rinse my bowl and she joined me. We were quite close to both be in the sink and I realized she had a “we’re close enough to kiss and that’s ok” look on her face. And did so. After a bit I moved to her her ear and neck and pealed back her uniform blouse collar a bit to kiss her lower neck and shoulder. She undid a couple buttons and took off the uniform jacket. Kissing her she pressed right up against me moving a bit. She knew my dick was hard. And seemed glad. Nothing ventured nothing gained. I unbuttoned her blouse and she untucked my polo shirt. I fumbled with the zipper on Amanda’s skirt and she laughed. Then told me to take off my shoes so she could take off my pants. She looked good in a simple bra and panties. Which I enjoyed taking off. Then she said “I need something from you. My husband always wants to be on top. Please lay down on the couch and let me do this.” She guided me towards the couch and pulled my underwear off when we got there. It was a bit awkward getting positioned so butts, legs, dick, and pussy lined up well but she maneuvered down on me. It took a moment for her to find her groove and for me to get my hands on her boobs, but she was clearly enjoying what she was feeling and so was I. We both had orgasms and she leaned down to kiss me. After a bit my dick had softened and her pussy is squeezing it out. I ask if she wants to cum again. “Of course” she said with a smile. I offered “do you want to do it or should I?” “You do it,” she said, “no one has ever seen me do it.” We adjusted to have access. I slid my finger tips up her thigh, belly, boobs, shoulder, and arm to her hand. Then kissed her finger tips. Then her lips. I guided her hand down below and said “If I’m kissing you I can’t see anything and you can do it better than me.” I could tell she was a bit embarrassed but she left her hand on her pussy and I slid mine away. I kissed her lips and face and held her boobs while she got comfortable. I took a break to nibble on her nipples and could see her fingers in action but didn’t say anything. She had a great orgasm in my arms ![]() “That was the best dessert I’ve had in a long time” she said as we were getting dressed so she could go back to the front desk. “It’s going to be so weird having your cum in me while I’m working.” I said “you know, I only got to cum once but you did twice.” She said, “You can think about me while you go to bed, but next time you’re here I want you to bend me over the table from behind. You’ll get to cum again. I’ve wanted to do this since I first met you. You’re so nice.” Nothing weird or kinky here, but totally spontaneous and fun. She was true to her word. Next visit was bent over the table. And on a different night was the first time she swallowed. Shortly after that she was promoted and moved to a different property. I think being wanted and being in charge helped her with the frustrations of the ending marriage. |
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