Guy picked me up from a hotel bar and thought I’m a prostitute. I didn’t bother correcting him in his thinking. [FM]

I was supposed to meet up with my regular FWB at a hotel. He used to work there, so guys would just let us use any room that’s available and set to be cleaned anyways. He was late first and at some point said he has to cancel. Happens.

I was wearing quite a revealing black dress and a pair of heels, looking all dolled-up for him. Ordered myself a drink, chatted up the bartender (he’s cute as hell) and got another drink from some guy. He was ok, but boring as hell. Fortunately when he went to a bathroom another guy came over to have a chat. He was more than ok in my book, definitely two levels above the one that just left.

He asked me if I want a drink but I declined and said I’m probably leaving soon. He then just openly asked if I would go up to his room with him to have some fun. I asked him if he thinks I’m this kind of girl and he said he does, but if I’m not it’s fine and he’ll just leave me alone. Took me a few good moments to think. You know what. I think I am. At least today. Soon as we went into the elevator his hands were all over my ass and tights. Impatient. We enter his room and I asked him to go to the bathroom and clean up. He comes over few minutes later wearing only a towel. Without a word I kneel and start sucking his dick which is already halfway there. We take it to bed where I continue and get undressed. I ask him if this is how he wants to finish or does he want to have more fun. He asks me to just jump on his dick.

I ride him slow and deep but soon move to jumping on him and pounding hard. I turn backwards and we move to doggy. His thrusts become deeper and harder I can see he’s close. Soon as I start dirty talking he’s cumming and I can almost feel how his rubber is getting filled with liquid. Good boy.

I dress up I go to the bathroom to check my makeup. When I go out he’s there waiting with a £250 and says he doesn’t know if this is enough, he can go to a cash machine. It takes me good few moments to process what just happened. He thought I’m a prostitute waiting for customers to pick me up from the hotel bar. I say it’s fine and take the money, stick them in my bra in fact. We kiss goodbye.

In the elevator I can feel how my whole body is trembling from excitement. My pussy is literally electric, and touch would make me cum. I feel so dirty and sexy at the same time. It’s so good and so wrong. I never thought I’d do any of this, cuckolding my husband was a peak I thought. Now I just end up picking up random dudes and let them use me for money like a complete whore. And on top of that – it actually turns me on.

Will I do it again? You bet I will. It turns out below a well-spoken and respectable young wife, there’s a whorish side which I discover more and more. I have no clue where it’ll take me, but I’m here for the ride.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/qcgy13/guy_picked_me_up_from_a_hotel_bar_and_thought_im