The Lady In Red - Sex Stories

The Lady In Red

Red is a powerful colour. It is strong and confident. It is the colour of love, passion, and desire. A woman in a red dress wants to be noticed in a sea of black. She wants to turn heads, she wants to be desired, and, yes, she wants to be fucked. It was no accident that I chose a red dress that night.

It had been over three months since I had sex, and I was getting pretty desperate. Out of that desperation, I devised a plan, and meticulously put all the details in place. I was going to rent a room in the fanciest hotel in town, get all dressed up, then go to the lounge and hopefully find an attractive man to bring back to my room for a night of hot, steamy, anonymous sex!

When I called the hotel to book a room for Friday night, they didn’t have any of their regular rooms left, so they upgraded me to a suite. Friday was Remembrance Day, so the hotel was hosting a gala in their ballroom for the Armed Forces. There would be lots of men (and women) in uniform, which I found very exciting. Friday couldn’t get here fast enough!

It seemed like an eternity, but the day finally arrived. I carefully packed my bag with everything I would need and grabbed the garment bag containing my new red dress, bought just for the occasion. I loaded the kids into the car and dropped them at their grandparents' house for a sleepover, then continued to the hotel.

My suite was luxurious. When you walked in the door, straight ahead was a living room, complete with a floor-to-ceiling stone ...

... propane fireplace, flanked by windows with a view of the city and waterfront. A comfy couch sat in front of the fireplace. To the left was a little kitchenette and dining/office area. The bedroom was to the right and featured a king-sized bed, a second (smaller) fireplace, and a wall of floor-to-ceiling windows. The ensuite had a soaker tub and separate shower stall, with multiple shower heads and a teak bench, like you’d see at a spa.

The soaker tub was calling my name, so I started running the water while I stripped off my clothing. I added some heavenly-smelling bubble bath and sank deep into the water to relax. The anticipation of what might happen tonight was making me very tense, so the hot water melted away my anxiety and calmed me. I was ready to face whatever the night may bring.

I reluctantly got out of the tub and dried myself off with the fluffiest hotel towel I had ever used. I reached for the body lotion on the counter and sniffed it - it was the same heavenly scent as the bubble bath, so I squirted a dab into the palm of my hand and started rubbing it into my legs, leaving my skin silky. I was thankful I had waxed everything yesterday so my legs and mound were already smooth.

I continued applying the lotion to my torso, catching sight of myself in the mirror as my hands caressed my round hips and ass, my flat stomach, and up to my full breasts. I made sure to work the lotion into my nipples, pulling and tugging on them as I did, making them stand out ...