I look at you in a hotel lobby, and I see you eyeing me for a while. I give you a small, sexy smile. I write you my room number on a serviette. I walk up to you, brush past you and drop it into your hand. I don’t know if you were going to take me up on my offer but I was waiting in my room.
I noticed you had a wedding ring on so I looked curiously at it. You tell me, “My wife’s out of town.” I’m OK with that and I softly go up to you. You don’t kiss me. You don’t handle me too roughly, just very firmly and sure of what you want.
I don’t say anything, and I just look at you. The entire situation turned me on a lot and we cut the foreplay at the start and just get down to hardcore fucking. You don’t say much too, but I can tell that you are very into it.
It’s very quiet and we’re both just enjoying the very rawness of the sex. But when you cum, you let out just that one moan that conveyed how much your body wanted that release in me. For me, I just enjoyed being your mistress for the day.