Booth Babe Pt. 01 - Sex Stories

Booth Babe Pt. 01

... both had been drop dead gorgeous and hot as hell. That was the reason he had married them and the reason he had gotten divorced from both of them, he had only gotten married because of how they looked.

I finished dressing and we both finished packing our suitcases and headed out of the room. We met the rest of our group at breakfast, it was included in the price of our golf package. We had played seventy-two holes of golf in two and half days and were tired so the banter while ate was minimal. Everyone was anxious to get on the road home, so we ate quickly and said our good byes in the parking lot.

Some of the guys had a five or six-hour drive home. Because, like John, I had moved south after retiring our drive was only about two hours. We rode down together with him picking me up on the way.

"Need a coffee or anything?" He asked as we climbed into his truck.

"No... I am good unless you need something?" I responded.

"Well, what would be great is some road head for the drive. Can I get that if I say please?" He laughed.

I ignored him while thinking to myself how hot it would be to do that. The truth was I really wanted to have the opportunity to give a man a blowjob. I had been curious about it all the way back in probably my teens. I wasn't gay, maybe bisexual, but I really didn't think that was the case either. I just thought the idea of it was hot.

I was attracted to women and dated and sex with my share of them when I was younger. I met my wife Mary ...

... when I was in my mid-twenties, she was a nurse at the ER that I would interact with at my job. She was one of those women who was both cute as hell and hot as fuck and she had erased any desire I had to suck a dick for a long time.

"When is your next show or conference?" I asked John to break the silence about fifteen minutes into our drive.

Since John had retired, he had become heavily involved in a public safety mental health initiative. It had happened after his brother, a police officer, had taken his own life. The mental health needs for police officers and firefighters were just really starting to be understood and addressed.

Currently he traveled to various conferences, seminars, and trade shows as a speaker, then set up a booth on the exhibition floor and provide information about resources and the foundation he was a part of to the attendees. It had almost become a full-time job and responsibility for him. The foundation paid his expenses and a small salary, he just had to give his time.

"Uh Baltimore in three weeks. This is probably one of the longer breaks between events I have had. It will also be the first one since Carol left me, so I am traveling alone and doing the booth alone." He told me.

"You doing okay with her leaving you?" I asked sincerely.

"Oh yea... honestly, I miss seeing her tits bouncing through the house but that is about it. She wasn't even really that great in bed and... well kind of dumb as box of rocks." He forced a laugh.

I ...