Hotel meet up and fuck with a girl half my age. - Sex Stories

Hotel meet up and fuck with a girl half my age.

It is not always easy to cheat when you are yourself. So my young lover and I have resorted to role playing to help facilitate our meetings. Last weekend I came home one day early from a job in Montana and got a hotel room on the business credit card since I go in on a flight that cost the company less. This is what played out once I hit the hotel. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I walked into the bar in the hotel lounge and saw her immediately. She was sitting at the bar, sipping a flute of wine looking at things on her tablet computer. The dress hugged her body like a second skin and while she was not endowed with porn star breasts, she had the attention of at least two other groups of men in the thinly populated, dimly lit room. As I got closer, I realized she was young. There was no doubt she had been carded. The question was more like, was the ID real that she used to get the alcohol! She hardly looked of age. Then she looked up at me with those big brown eyes, perfectly framed by the blonde and brown silken strands of hair that fell to either side of her face, down to her shoulders. Her lips were bright red and seemed to beg to be kissed as she looked up at me. I stood with a stool between her and myself as I pretended to be more interested in getting the attention of the bartender. I ordered the Rum and coke and then turned to look a little more closely at her. She was waif thin and probably not much more than five feet tall. ...

... Her skin was so white it almost shone and it only served to make the shadows of cleavage and those beneath the hem of the dress all the more mysterious and provocative. “Can I help you?” she asked and I nearly jumped. I had not realized I was staring at her until her voice pulled me back into the present and I saw her looking at me with an odd smile on her lips. “I’m sorry, I just was admiring how nice you look this evening and was wondering if an old man like myself dared to offer buy you a drink.” I put on a smile that I hoped hid the embarrassment that burned my cheeks and I met her look with my own eyes. “I haven’t even really gotten very far into this drink and you want to buy me another? An older gentleman like yourself buying drinks for a young woman like me… Some might think that you were trying to get me d***k!” She arched an eyebrow at me. The bartender laughed at her comment and I shot him a look. “Hey, she said it dude, not me! But I couldn’t blame you if you did buy her a drink!” He then laughed and turned to go wait on a guy at the other end of the bar. I turned from staring after him and saw a smirk on the flawless face of the young woman. I decided it was time to cut and run with what integrity I still had intact, so I laid my money down on the bar and started to turn to a booth with a good view of the TV. I had taken only a step when I heard her say, “I’d love to have another.” She was sipping her wine and looking out of the corner of her eye at me when I ...