Booth Babe Pt. 03 - Sex Stories

Booth Babe Pt. 03

... and we each finished our drinks looking at each other nervously as a strange tension developed. I pulled my phone out and saw that it was six o'clock, so we had just over an hour until dinner. I was considering getting another glass of wine when he said.

"Uh.... So, you enjoy dressing as girl or as woman... is there... well is there other things that woman like that you like also?" He asked unable to meet my eyes as he asked it.

I was pretty sure I knew what he meant but wanted to hear him say it. "I don't know what you mean exactly... do I enjoy like shopping or cooking.... What type of woman activities are you talking about?"

I was giggling inside, and I am sure that was showing on my face. He was spinning his hands around the glass in his hands. Finally, he looked up at me.

"I think you know what I mean." He finally said.

I felt both nervousness and arousal and took in breath stood up and said. "How about we go upstairs to our room so I can answer that question there."

He immediately stood up and we grabbed our things and quickly walked out of the bar. My heels seemed to sound a little louder with each step as we moved to the elevator. There was a group of men waiting at the elevator lobby and I received some appreciative looks as we approached them. John hit seven as we stepped in and moved to the back corner. I moved next to him, and the others stood on the other side. The elevator slowly ascended, stopping at our floor first. As I moved to step out, I ...

... heard one of them men tell me to have a good evening. I looked back to say thank you and saw all three of them looking at my ass and legs.

We got to the door of our room and John unlocked the door and pushed it open, making it obvious he wanted me to enter first. I moved across the room and set my purse on the desk and then turned back to see he had tossed his backpack on the bed as was standing at the end of it.

I took some tentative steps towards him and was soon standing in front of him. We were both looking at each other wondering what happened next. In my fantasies I had always gone straight to sucking dick or being fucked, I never thought about kissing a man. I was surprised to realize that I kind of wanted to kiss him.

He reached out and put his hand on my arm and stroked it gently. "You are really hot."

"Thanks... you are pretty hot yourself." I laughed.

We stared at each other for a second and I moved my hand to the front of his pants. His dick was already hard as my hand ran over it. He gasped and I leaned forward and kissed him briefly as my hand squeezed his dick through his khakis.

I slowly sank down to my knees remembering all my fantasies of being on my knees in front of a man and being in a little disbelief that it was happening. I undid his belt and the button on his pants before unzipping his zipper. His pants slowly began to sink towards the floor and his hard cock was straining against his boxers. I pulled on the elastic of the waist band ...