Every day before I go to work I get a coffee from my favourite coffe place. This one day, when I was 25, I got approached by an older gentleman. He was an absolute hunk. Imagine Tom Hardy and Tome Hiddleston merged together with slightly grey hair. He asks me if I’d be interested in having a few drinks this evening. Of course I gave him my number.
That evening we met at the bar of the hotel he was staying at. Now, I’m not an idiot and told my bff and another friend where and we we would meet. Apparently, he was on a business trip. We had a few drinks and everything was going well when I noticed the ring on his finger. He was married and didn’t want to hide it from me in case it was a deal breaker. It reassured him that it absolutely wasn’t. We connected on the fact that we both cheated before.
Few moments later we were making out in the elevator on the way to his room. When we entered the room, the door wasn’t even halfway closed as I dropped to my knees pulling down his pants only to be greeted by his thick erection. Now let me tell you, this man knew exactly when to manhandle a woman and when to make affectionate love to her. One moment he would be fucking my face like I’m the biggest whore, another moment we would be embracing each other making out like lovers on their honeymoon.
My favourite moment was when he was ballsdeep in my ass fucking me against the large windows when his wife called. He picked up and told her he was on a midnight run cause he couldn’t sleep to explain why he was so out of breath. Told her he loved her while he was rearranging my guts.
We fucked through the whole suit before he shot his load in my mouth.
The next morning we fucked again in the shower before he had to leave for a business meeting.
We met a few more times whenever he was in town. I still have his number saved.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/tww3c2/mf_that_time_i_fucked_an_older_married_stranger