1. Sixth time's the charm


    Date: 9/2/2017, Categories: Interracial, Author: SirSpewalot, Rating: 5, Source: LushStories

    and took my usual seat in the corner. A handful of other men were there, most of them businessmen staying in the hotel who were already occupied with women guests, and I sat there for a few minutes relaxing. Suddenly the door opened and I found it hard to breathe. She was dressed in a conservative business suit, gray jacket and knee-length skirt over a white silk blouse; her skin was very dark brown, her eyes almost black in a round face, and her thick hair was done up in back. Her figure was well-rounded, with wide hips and swelling bust, and I watched her with naked interest as she looked around the bar. She noticed I was the only person paying any attention to her and smiled widely at me. When I smiled back, she came over and asked, “Is this seat taken?” “Only if you want it,” I smiled back at her, and she sat down. “May I buy you a drink?” I asked. She looked at my glass and said, “I’ll have what you’re having.” Jane, the bartender, was watching us with her usual ironic smile. I pointed at my glass and raised one finger. She nodded and poured a shot that the usual Friday waitress, Faye, brought over. I handed her the usual $20 bill and she smiled, and after my guest turned back to me winked and walked over to the bar. I vaguely noticed them shaking their heads and smiling as I turned my attention back to my new acquaintance and asked her name. “Gloria,” she said. “You?” “Jack.” “Pleased to meet you. Do you come here often?” “Yes, once a weekend, sometimes twice.” She ...
    nodded in satisfaction and we discussed our jobs for a few minutes, then we talked a bit about our hobbies. We quickly found we had a common interest in ska, or, as she said, “Ska? How wonderful! No one ever loves the classics anymore.” We laughed and I asked, “Would you like another drink?” She shook her head and said, “I have much better scotch in my room. Care to join me?” “I would be honored.” We left, Jane shoving her left index finger inside the ring of the index finger and thumb of her other hand low and in front of her so that only I could see, and as we left I saw her and Faye chuckling at the bar. As we took the elevator to her room, she leaned against me and said, “I love business trips.” “Quite the professional. Devoted to your job.” “You might say that,” and smiled up at me with a look that made most but not all of me go soft. When we got to her room, we sat on the little divan and she poured both of us a small glass of single malt Glenlivet. We toasted and she leaned in towards me, so I held her head in my hands and caressed her cheeks with my thumbs as I leaned in slowly and kissed her softly. She melted against me and sucked my tongue into her mouth as I slowly lowered my hands past her breasts to her waist. She rubbed my chest and neck as I pulled her to straddle me; she rubbed her crotch against mine as she pulled off her jacket. I held her hips as I thrust up against her, and she undid her blouse and slowly stripped it off, staring into my face as I stared at ...
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