Booth Babe Pt. 03 - Sex Stories

Booth Babe Pt. 03

... a pretty nice hotel as I made my way through.

I lightly knocked on the door and heard John moving across the room to open it. When the door swung open, I was caught off guard seeing him in just his boxer briefs. He stepped out of the way as I wheeled in. I saw he had been laying on the queen-sized bed closest to the bathroom which seemed to be the one he always took.

"Was just getting ready to lay down. How was your drive? How was the visit with Casie?" He asked, flopping himself down on the bed.

"Lots of traffic the last hour or so. The visit with Casie was great. How was your drive?" I responded.

"The same. I set an alarm for five. Going to grab a quick shower, register, check out the welcome reception and then probably dinner at Hooters." He said pulling the covers of him.

I wasn't tired so I laid on the bed playing on my phone. My daughter had texted me back saying she was glad I had made it safely and then sent a few memes with hot firemen in them.

'If you can't get some dick from your roommate maybe one these guys will be in Baltimore.' She texted after sending the memes adding a row of smiling and heart eyed emojis.

I sent back a smiley face emoji and thought about how John had looked when he opened the door and was again wondering if I could find the courage to let him know I was interested. It seemed like I hadn't been there long when his alarm sounded and he immediately hit the end button and sat up. I tried to force myself not to check him out ...

... as he got out of bed but couldn't help noticing the bulge in his boxers.

"Hey if you want to join me in the shower that would be fine as long as you are the one planning to drop the soap." He said as he moved to the bathroom.

I guess I am going to have three days and nights of his teasing and flirting I thought. Maybe Kenzie and Casie were right, I just needed to tell him I was interested. Of course, there was a really good chance that he would he tell me that of course he had only been joking and wasn't some faggot pervert. If that was the response, I was also sure he would tell everyone I had been willing suck his dick.

I got up and pulled out a pair of my khaki's and a polo shirt and changed while he was in the shower. I again had the thought of how boring these clothes were compared to what I had worn yesterday. John came out with his towel around his waist. Fuck, why does he have to look so good I thought to myself.

Once we were both dressed, we headed to the convention center and checked in. They gave John a packet of do's and don'ts and told him we could start setting up tomorrow morning at eight thirty. The floor opened at twelve thirty and he told me it would only take a couple hours to get everything set up. Basically, for his booth there were a set of tables. Some back drops, some display boards, and handouts.

"The real trick with this booth is to get the people to step in and start talking. We aren't going for flashy, we are going for engagement." ...