I was at the hotel bar with a bunch of my friends. We had golfed during the day, come back to the hotel to shower, and then met at the bar before heading out for the night.
I was younger. Around 29 at the time. Tall, 6’3, shaved head, goatee, relatively fit and had just gotten out of an engagement.
I think the latter made me resent relationships.
I approached the crowded bar with one of the guys and about to order a drink when I felt a hand on my smooth head. I turned quickly to find an attractive woman smiling. She exclaimed “omg it’s Mr. Clean!” I stood there puzzled for a second and smiled back. She then introduced me to her husband. And to make things even more bizarre some 30ish year old guy and another woman then walked up. The guy says “hey, hey are you hitting on my mom?” Before I could reply the Mr Clean lady jumped in and said “no I’m hitting on him”. The woman was attractive, 5’4”, short red hair and hazel eyes. I guessed she was late 50s maybe early 60s. She wore shorts and a short sleeve top. She just kept smiling me and eyeing me.
At this point I grabbed my drink, tipped the bartender and walked back to my group of friends with my buddy who “turned and said what the fuck just happened back there?”
I smiled and headed back to the pool where myself and the 7 other guys from the golf were seated playing cards. About 30 minutes later the mystery woman walked out and stood behind me. She said hello again and I introduced her to the guys. She stayed for a awhile drinking and making small talk and then she left.
The next day more of the same. We all golfed, showered and then returned to the hotel bar.
Again the mystery woman was there with her husband. Again she got up to chat and flirt with me while I got my drinks at the bar. I bought her and her husband a round before heading out for the night with the guys.
On day 3 I decided to go for broke and figure out what her game was. I’m not used to the attention and wanted to figure out if she was just teasing a younger guy or perhaps there was more to it.
When we got back to the hotel after golf I raced to shower and clean up and headed to the bar well before my buddies would get there. This time I sat next to the lady and her husband.
When I sat on the bar stool I kinda adjusted it so when I sat back down I was close to her. She smelled great.
This was it. I tried to be cool. But on the inside I was nervous. What if she was just teasing? What if I was going to far? Something told me she wasn’t, so I said fuck it and went for it.
I started by rubbing my leg against hers while carrying on a simple conversation. If she pulled back or moved her chair, I would have stopped and apologized for bumping into her….she didn’t pull away.
I kept the pressure steady with my leg against hers. Occasionally rubbing her thigh with mine. Then I started to run my foot along her ankle. Again she didn’t move. We kept talking. Me, her and her husband.
I grew bolder and reached down and gripped her bare thigh with my strong hand. Being careful so he wouldn’t notice. Again she didn’t flinch. So I then gently let my fingers massage her inner thigh. She adjusted the way she seated to conceal what I was doing.
I removed my hand and thought I saw disappointment in her face. I got up from the bar and excused myself to go to the bathroom. I headed to the bathroom which wasn’t adjacent to the bar but further down a long hallway which was outside of the function room. As I did I turned made eye contact and nodded to her.
I walked down the corridor not looking back again. Turned the corner to the bathroom and waited outside. I stood wondering “was I a fool?” “Did I read it all wrong?””what the hell am I doing?” I’m no Casanova and I had no clue to what I was doing. My heart was thumping so badly I thought it was in my throat. I heard steps and then she appeared. She looked up at me and I tried to be cool. No smiles..no I can’t believe you came. I just leaned in and whispered in her ear. “I’m going in there, and if you come in there with me I’m going to fuck you”. I remained cool reached over her head and opened the door. She smiled and went in ahead of me.
Once inside I took her wrists and held them above her head and kissed her. I bit her soft lips and am sure while she was pressed against the wall she could feel my hardness against her.
I reached down between her legs and cupped her pussy through her shorts. The palm of my hand ground against her and she moaned into my mouth. “Mmmm”
I thought to myself “she’s so wet, I can feel it”
Not wanting to take too much time I unzipped my shorts and stepped back. I know I’m bigger than most and her eyes grew bigger when she saw it. I took her by the hand and sat her on the toilet.
Instinctively she lowered her head and took the head of my cock in her mouth. She ran her tongue along the underside. Her teasing was making me even harder. My hand moved to her hair as her lips eagerly licked up and down my thickness. I was so hard. She tried to take me all the way in her mouth but she couldn’t.
I stood her up moved her to the sink and slid her shorts down around her ankles. I spun her around and she placed her hands on the cool porcelain sink. I took her hips, locked eyes with her in the mirror and guided myself into her wetness. She stifled a moan the best she could. As I filled her. Slowly I slid in and out of her so she get used to my size.
She was so wet so I started to pick up my pace. Long stroke out. Hard thrust in. Long stroke out hard right in. Over and over. Taking her hard right there in the bathroom with her husband drinking his wine right around the corner.
As my thrusting became more urgent she started to whimper. “That’s it , take it” I said and She groaned loader. I was nervous that someone would hear but too turned on to care.
I wish I had more time there was so much I wanted to do. I wanted to taste her I wanted to take my time with her but we didn’t have time.
I grabbed her hips firmly this time and pistoned my cock in and out her faster and harder. She gripped the sink for dear life and lowered her head and just took it. “That’s a good girl I said take that cock” and she did. I relentlessly pounded her sopping wet pussy. The sounds of my cock abusing her wetness echoed throughout the empty bathroom. Her wetness now sliding down my cock and balls. My fingers marking her but I didn’t give a fuck. Her head started to thrash and I knew she was close. “That’s if baby, cum on my cock, cum for me” I urged. And that is what she did. Her head flew back and she screamed “OH FUCKKK!!!!” Her body shook and quivered as her orgasm rocked her. I didn’t last long after that and thrust one last time deep and hard, holding her still as i shot deep inside her. I held her there until she stopped shaking.
She reached for a paper towel to clean up and I grabbed her hand. I said “no cleaning up. I want you to go back to the bar and sit next to your hubby while I’m still inside you.”
She didn’t clean up.
She left the bathroom and I came out a while later.
I nodded to her and smiled and waved to her husband and then joined my friends at the pool.
The next day was my last day on the trip and while I raced to the bar as I had the day before she and her husband were no where to be seen.
Needless to say I was disappointed but I’ll never forget that experience.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/o82hxj/hotel_bar_29_m_older_f_cant_figure_out_if_she_was
Nice.