The Stories of Laura, Part 2, Getting to know her - Sex Stories

The Stories of Laura, Part 2, Getting to know her

... at." "Doubletree at the Philadelphia Airport. I can get an early check-in before I fly out and get a room number and time at which I'll be refreshed from my trip. :)." For two long days I didn't read any stories, which helped keep my hands of myself. I remembered in his story I was wearing this blue dress and no underwear. I had the dress but wasn't secure enough to leave commando style so I wore a light blue panties and blue camisole to allow me ....okay him....some freedom. I also like the way it feels as I walk an my naturally perky breasts would sway against the soft fabric. I drove out to the hotel and was early so I relaxed a bit in my car just letting the feeling of the heater blow slightly into and through my dress giving me some additional sensual thoughts. I was going to do this. I was going to let an almost virtual stranger touch my body. I started over thinking it. I've had massages before I thought. It's just going further, perhaps this was a bit more than I had anticipated when I first started reading his stories but it wasn't like I was going to let him fuck me. Or would I....Get that thought out of your head. It's just a massage. And orgasm.....What time is it....? It was time. I nervously entered the hotel and felt like the few people there just had to know why I was there. But, obviously they didn't. I even smiled as I saw one very attractive lady dressed to kill walking by. She wasn't going to get the experience I was about to get. And I loved it. I got ...

... to his room and knocked meekly. No answer. I started to knock again and as I reached for the door it swung open and there he was. The room was dimly lit with a bit of music coming from somewhere. He led me in. He was wearing an athletic t-shirt and shorts. I've never seen him like this and noticed he had nice, solid legs and gorgeous muscular calves. He closed the door and led me to the bed which was stripped down to the sheet with pillows on the right side about a foot from the edge and end of the bed. Some light, classical type music was playing on the small clock radio. And there was some lotion by the pillow along with a small towel. "You look lovely. Would you care to get more comfortable?" He asked. I just nodded. "Just stand there and I'll help." He reached his hands down and touched my exposed legs below the hemline of my dress and brought them up my legs on the outside until they reached the top of my panties, put a finger inside the band on both sides and shimmied them down slowly to my feet and helped me step out of them along with my shoes. He then traced back up both sides of my body slowly and came to my camisole and slowly caressed between that and my dress, feeling me up a bit and asking for help to remove the dress but leave the camisole on. Then he asked me to lie face down across the bed with my head on the pillow, which I did. This left me with very little of my modesty left as I felt like my ass was presented to him and he could see and touch my most ...