1. Last Night in El Paso


    Date: 5/24/2016, Categories: Interracial, Author: Hannah_Jones, Rating: 35, Source: LushStories

    he was in El Paso applying for a position with the local school board. I wished him luck and then we made small talk for a time. “Are you here with anyone?” he asked. “No, just me, myself and I,” I answered lightheartedly. “What about you? Are you here with anyone?” I asked even though I didn’t see a ring on his finger. “Well, I wasn’t until a few minutes ago,” he said with a smile. “Oh, that’s a clever answer,” I replied seeing that he was referring to me. “Well, a man can hope, can’t he?” he replied in return. “Are you hitting on me?” I asked with a slight blush on my face. “Well, sitting across from a beautiful white lady I’d be a fool not to try,” he said trying his best to flatter me. “That is very flattering, but this is where I have to say goodnight. I have an early flight out in the morning and I need to get my beauty rest,” I said to him as I stood up and grabbed my towel to leave. I noticed his eyes taking in the sight of my wet, bikini clad body the moment I stood. He smiled. “Well, I am going to head to my room as well. At least let me escort you to the elevator.” “Only if you promise not to get fresh with me on the way up,” I teased. “I’ll keep my hands in my pockets,” he laughed. “But you don’t have pockets,” I giggled. “Oops!” We both laughed over our silly conversation and he walked with me after I wrapped my towel around my hips. He stepped into the elevator with me and after I pressed the button for the seventh floor he said, “That’s my floor too. Just for ...
    the hell of it, what’s your room number?” “706,” I answered. “What’s yours?” “707, straight across the hall from yours. Must be some kind of omen for us to be staying right across the hall from one another,” he said to me. “A dangerous omen at that,” I said in return and we both laughed. After exiting the elevator we walked next to each other on the way to our rooms. “Hey,” he stopped me as I was about to slip my keycard through the lock of my door, “I have a full bottle of Scotch in my room. Why don’t you join me for a nightcap before you retire for the night?” “I appreciate the offer, but I really need to get straight to bed for my early flight out in the morning. Goodnight Clark,” I politely responded with a light smile on my lips and left him standing in the hallway. Once I closed the door behind me I turned and leaned my ear to the door, listening for the sounds of him entering his room. After I heard his door shut I took off my bikini and showered to get the spa water out of my hair and rinse off my skin. While drying off I started thinking about Clark’s offer for a nightcap. I knew that he wanted to have sex with me, he didn’t have to come right out and say it. I liked him because he was intelligent, and he was friendly and really good looking. But he was a black man, and being a white woman, I was uncomfortable about crossing the lines of race when it came to sex. I couldn’t help the way I felt. I never thought of myself as a haughty white bitch but I was used to being ...