Motel Maid 1 by loyalsock - Sex Stories

Motel Maid 1 by loyalsock

... hesitation, slid her hand over my hip and onto my dick. She wrapped her hand around me and lifted. There is no way she could have been impressed, but she did look fascinated. “Ah nevah seed a white one b’fo’ or one dat din’ have da skin on da end, sah.” At least I knew I would always be her first something. As she held my penis with one hand, she reached in with her other hand and lifted my balls. The average man, at this point, would be growing hard. Not me. I was still wet and standing in an air conditioned room. My goose bumps were getting goose bumps. With a sigh, she released me, said, “Tank yo’, sah,” turned and left. I realized I was still wet and cold. I picked up the towel and finished what I had been doing, slightly dazed at what had just happened. It felt good to have been looked at so intently. Still, I doubted very much it would come to anything. A call came later that day, letting me know the part for my car was coming the next day and my car would be ready the day after. I could soon be on my way. It was too hot and humid to do much of anything. There were restaurants nearby, as I said before, but other than that, the only other things were car dealerships and office buildings. It was even too hot to swim. I was not in the mood to explore, so the only thing for me to do was to sit in my room and try to be interested in old movies in the TV. There is only so much work I could do. I was bored. My mind drifted back to the incident with the maid. The more I ...

... thought about it, the more flattered I was. It felt good to be touched, even if it was analytically, and I started to feel some stirrings down below. Funny how the attention of just about any woman will do that to a man. I started getting ideas. Nothing wild and crazy, mind you, just ideas. The next day I ate a small breakfast and exercised early. When I went back to my room I was hoping to get there shortly after she did. That’s what happened. I had left all the lights on so that the room was well illuminated. As I entered I saw her straightening up from the TV set which she had apparently just turned on. Most motel maids turn on the TV in each room as they’re cleaning. It’s harmless and it keeps them entertained. “Oh, sah,” she said, “does yo wan’ me to come bac’ late’ah, sah? Ah will, sah, it ain’t no problem a’tall, sah.” “No. No,” I said. “I want you to clean the room now. I just wanted to be sure you didn’t get in any trouble because of what happened yesterday.” “Oh no, sah, ain’t no body say nutin’ to me, sah. Ah ain’t in no trouble, sah.” “Well good,” I said, “I’m glad to hear that. But I’ve been thinking. I just don’t think it’s fair.” “Wuz not fair, sah?” “You got to see me naked, but I haven’t seen you naked. That just doesn’t seem fair to me.” She looked shocked at first, then she started laughing. “HeHeHe, sah. Why would ya’ll wanna sees a fat, ugly ol’ black woman fo’? Hehehe.” “I do not think you are fat. I do not think you are old. And I do not think you are ugly. ...