I was in Virginia at a conference for my job in sales. It was boring and lucrative work that capped a rather exciting life of “consulting” in war zones for fifteen years. The years were glamorous and dangerous, yet not conducive to fatherhood. I’m forty, married for eleven years and have a one-year-old son. I have not strayed, but that was about to change.
I walked down to the hotel restaurant and seated at the bar was a beautiful, fit woman in her early thirties. I stared, but she did not notice. I made a snap decision to sit at the bar instead of getting a table for one. I smiled, put my phone on the bar and sat a stool away from her.
I ordered dinner and wine and spent the next 30 minutes being chill and just sneaking glances. She was tanned with shoulder length blonde hair and wearing a tank top that showed off her athletic and defined arms. When she walked to the bathroom her ass was tight and her body looked powerful. I was imagining a six pack and firm thighs under her clothes.
When she returned, I asked her if she was here at the conference, and she said no, she was here for a different type of work. After playing 20-questions, Jane admitted she’s a nuclear scientist who was in town to meet her boss at one of the three-letter government agencies. She traveled frequently to the middle east, as I have. No longer was I boring, as I could hold my own in the conversation. I was an operator, or rather, used to be.
Neither of us had anywhere to be so I bought a bottle of wine and we drank, laughed and swapped stories. I moved to the stool next to her and our legs firmly touched as I faced her. She did not flinch and I kept pressure on her knee. She would touch my arm as she talked and soon it was resting on my forearm. I started to get hard. She was stunning and I was nervous. I made the decision to push forward and seduce her knowing there were only two outcomes, getting shut down or rewarded. I was focused.
After finishing the wine, I paid the bill and asked if she wanted to continue our conversation in my room.
She hesitated a second before saying, “Yes Frank, I’d enjoy that.”
She grabbed my arm and my cock grew bigger with every step. I walked through the door of my suite and she continued to hold onto my arm. Once in the room I leaned in and kissed her. She kissed back and our tongues played. I grabbed her face and she let her arms fall to my waist and pulled me in. Her palm fell to my bulge and she smiled.
“Mr. Operator has quite a cock.”
I groaned and pressed my hips into her. My hands caressed her strong shoulders and shapely arms. I leaned to one side and gently skimmed my hand up her stomach to her breast. It was full, firm and her nipples were poking through begging to be pinched. I lightly squeezed her nipple and she moaned into my mouth. I lifted her tank top over her head and she removed her thin lace bra. I was on fire. Her breasts were a perfect 36C and her stomach was flat and honed. I sucked on her nipples and bit down. She gasped and ran her hands through my black hair as she arched her back. I needed more.
I bent over and unbuttoned her pants and slid them to the floor along with her panties. She stepped out of her shoes and stood in front of me naked. I bent to my knees, grabbed her ass and pressed her smooth and dripping pussy into my face. I licked her gently and then more hungrily. Her labia were red and swollen. She was moaning and sidestepped to the edge of the bed where she laid down and put her legs over my shoulders. I licked her pussy, bit her clit and pushed two fingers inside her.
“Yes, keep licking me! I’m going to cum!”
I grabbed her ass, licked and flicked her clit with my mouth and slowly put my finger on her rosebud.
“I’m cumming! Oh God don’t stop. Yes!” she raged as she quivered onto my face.
Now it was my turn.
“Take your clothes off!” she demanded. She hopped off the bed and went straight for my belt. I am lean and fit with a body toned in a former life.
“Holy shit! Your cock is enormous!”
I have never measured it, but I have heard this from every woman I’ve been with. She wrapped her hand around my shaft which was thicker than her grip. The head glistened with precum and she lowered her mouth to it.
She bobbed her head up and down, expertly sucking and running her lips up and down the shaft. She held my balls with one hand as I fed my veined cock down her throat. She choked a few times, and spit covered my entire tool. She stroked me and licked my shaved balls, sucking each one.