Kate #3 - Sex Stories

Kate #3

... a rhetorical question. "u like oral on your clit?" "of course what girl doesn't?" "i give the best oral." "what else?" "anal. u like anal right?" "sometimes" "k how bout tomorrow nite" "wait a minute i'll check" Kate put the phone down and sipped her tea. It was a long slow sip keeping Rob waiting again. Finally she wrote, "where?" "@ 7 oaks." "where?" "in carlow. i'll get us a room 4 the night. my friend's @ the desk & can get us a room cheap" "really u want to fuck me all nite?" "that's the plan my little whore" "if u want me u won't call me a whore. hey, how will I know u?" "You'll know. c u there at eight," and he hung up. Kate was excited but understandably nervous. For one thing, she didn't know what Rob looked like. She only knew the scent of his aftershave. The other thing that bothered her is that Rob might have conjured up some surprises like Davin at her birthday party. Then there was a question of what to wear for a one night stand. The clothes were the only thing in her control. She decided to dress like an ordinary woman of twenty-seven but bring along a little travel bag with some erotic clothes and maybe a sex toy if it was needed. Kate didn't have a large wardrobe of sexy lingerie but she had a couple of things that her boyfriend, Sean, had bought her. She really liked her black baby doll with an open bra, lacy top with split crotch panties. Sean loved it too. He especially loved fucking her wearing the crotchless panties. So, that was her choice for the ...

... evening. She also thought that her vibrating egg would add a nice touch to the evening. The next day dragged on at work but at least it was Friday. Finally Kate was home packing her tiny bag and showering making sure to shave her pussy as smooth and soft as a silk pillow. She wore no underwear under a loose fitting blouse and tight jeans. She left her apartment at seven thirty. Kate parked her Escort in the hotel's lot and she entered through the bar door. Oaks Bar was already packed with a boisterous crowd of millennials. It was a familiar looking sports bar with TV's scattered around showing basketball games, football matches and one with hurling. Kate saw no sign of Rob but then she didn't really know what she was looking for. After a few minutes mingling among the crowd, she heard an announcement asking Rob to pick up a message at the desk. When she left the bar to take a peek at the front desk, she saw a man about six feet tall with a nicely trimmed full beard. He wore an open light leather jacket showing a t-shirt underneath, jeans and pointed shoes. But he wasn't picking up a message. He was picking up a girl who was dressed seductively. She wore a long skirt that was split to the crotch and Kate wasn't even sure if she had on panties. She had wonderfully large breasts showing ample cleavage. The woman was in her late thirties or early forties and very pretty for her age. Kate panicked. "Oh my God, what should I do now," she asked herself. She was sure she had the wrong ...