Southern Hospitality – Part 2 [FM]

Follow-up to [Southern Hospitality](https://reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/b9gfgi/southern_hospitality_fm/) after a few requests.

After our first night (day?) together, I knew that I wanted to see more of Mallory. When I made it back to my room, I texted her that I had a good time (duh) and asked if I could take her out soon. She immediately said yes.

We hung out that next week, and I extended another week down south after some negotiating with my boss. By this point I knew I was going to marry Mallory, even though we hadn’t had the official relationship talk.

I asked the Site Director for the building I was working from if he’d be okay with me domiciling from his location.. moving there permanently. He gave me his blessing, so I called my boss and asked him. He told me he was already thinking about asking me to do just that, so the stars were aligning.

I texted Mallory and asked her what her favorite restaurant was, and told her I’d make reservations and pick her up. It was actually a really nice place, so I had to go buy a sport coat since I didn’t travel with one.

When she opened the door, she was drop-dead gorgeous. She was wearing a LBD with a plunging neckline, black heels, and a necklace that sat in the perfect spot. Her hair was up and her blue eyes sparkled. Cherry on top, she had an overnight bag.

I managed to keep my eyes on the road enough not to crash on the way, and we had a great dinner together. She asked what the occasion was, and I told her we would talk about it later.

Later came in the form of a bottle of wine from my hotel’s restaurant after we left the first place. I asked if she thought we were dating, and when she said yes, I asked what she would think of me getting a permanent place down there. Thankfully she loved the idea, and started tearing up a little.

After we composed ourselves, she grabbed me by the hand and started to lead me to the elevators. In her southern accent, she whispered in my ear, “Celebrations are in order.” I had to do the “hide my hard-on” walk across the lobby and down the hall of my floor.

When we made it to my room, she slid out of her dress in the same spot that she did the first time, wearing absolutely nothing. She was sexy enough that I physically couldn’t move, so she grabbed my hand and took me to the bedroom.

Passion is the only way I can describe that night. She took complete control, undressing me piece by piece until I was as nude as she was, then while kissing me grabbed my cock and teased on top of me for a few minutes. Any time I tried to take control, she fought back and made me completely aware she was in charge. When finally she sat herself down and slid it in, and told me where I was allowed to kiss.

I still don’t know how I lasted as long as I did, but when I told her I was going to cum she smiled and then started kissing harder. I finally let go inside her and had to catch my breath. She smiled her beautiful smile and stayed there on top with me still inside her for a few minutes.

We stayed in bed for the rest of the night and into the morning, and when I had to go down to get her overnight bag from my car I was greeted when I got back into the room with her summoning me into the shower.

She spent the next day texting me apartment listings while I worked with my boss to make the transfer official in record time. We flew up together to my “home” that Friday and got my stuff. I had to give my roommate that I sublet from my furniture to break my lease, and we were on the road to my new place the same day.

We stopped to introduce her to my parents on the way, and as we left my hometown I couldn’t help but stop at the park that’s known as being a “lover’s lane” for some daytime fun.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/b9v2o1/southern_hospitality_part_2_fm