Mum's Hotel Ch. 01 - Sex Stories

Mum's Hotel Ch. 01

... stay at home with her at the moment."

"Darling, we'll work something out Tom was a womaniser I think he'd a lot of lady visitors to his Penthouse there was a silver Jaguar parked outside it a lot, I'm going to cum again cum with me darling let me feel your creamy spunk spurt on my cervix, cum for me, darling."

We both climaxed within seconds of each other. Jean's orgasm was stronger than the first. She was now glowing. She sat on my knee. We kissed and touched lovingly for several minutes. The office used to be a bedroom. It still had its bathroom; Tom had said the noise from the kitchen which it was above was too loud to use as a bedroom, so he converted it into an office. Jean and I then showered she washed me everywhere as she was rinsing me, I was thinking about the silver Jaguar, "Jean, does the silver Jaguar have a private number?"

Jean smiled, "Barry, you're clever it has the registration number LR 10 I take it you know who's car it is, thirty years ago when Liz was pregnant with her daughter, Andy was never away from the hotel reception when I was on duty he ogled at my tits, I'd push them out for him that excited him, he asked me out several times but my husband was looking after me, to be honest I wasn't interested, the Reed's are a wealthy family but Andy had a stroke ten years he can't get it up now but when he's in for his morning coffee if I'm on duty he comes over he still ogles my tits. I used to park my car in the apartment block car park I saw the ...

... silver Jaguar there several times I saw Liz and her sister Carol going into Tom's apartment block I'm sure if Liz knew about your monster cock, she'd be very interested in you, I'd better get dressed and get back to work. My pussy is tingling. It hasn't tingled so much for years, let me know if I can work for you."

Jean left first. I thought of Liz Reed, Andy, her husband, was over twenty years older than her, he was the largest cement producer in the area, his son from his first marriage ran the company now. There was a coffee club that came into the coffee every morning, apart from Sunday, around forty business men would sit in a circle to chat and drink a coffee, Andy was full of himself. It was good to have these men around the hotel, but Tom never sat with them. I asked him once why he didn't sit with them; he told me he got things done. They were just dreamers.

I went downstairs at ten-thirty Susan got me outside the kitchen, she whispered, "Barry, there's a funeral lunch coming in at eleven the numbers have gone up from one hundred to two hundred and twenty, I can't make our rendezvous."

I told her there would be other times I went into the kitchen. They were on top of it. I helped them set up the buffet. Thirty minutes later, the panic was over. I went into the lounge where the morning coffee was served, there was thirty odd guys there including the Mayor and Andy, they all went quiet when I walked in, the mayor stood up he came over, he shook my hand, "Barry, ...