Well, no sooner than I’m back on line than I’m off all over the place with work. Typical. I’ve been dying to get home to write up my adventures. This week has been a strange one. I’ve stayed in three hotels in three different towns. I have to be careful here as I’m not sure about posting my after hours antics with the the work thing.. But hey… Here goes.
Monday… What a dive… This is work, but Jen (she booked this for me months ago) if you book me a place like that again I will fire you myself… Nearly everything in the room I was given was broken. The bed had a dip in the middle so big I thought it was going to swallow me whole.. Although I did get a little excited at the thought of all the fucking that had obviously made the dip in the first place.. If only beds could talk. Yes, my room did have a jet bath but I put that on and the water went brown… Nice. The only highlight of my stay was the bar staff. Well if you’ve been following Eastenders then you’ll never believe me, but the guy that worked at this hotel was the split of the hunk the Mitchell sisters hired… Well almost.
After making sure I was well and truly drunk by the end of the evening he offer to escort me back to my room. Well no prizes for guessing what happened next. I was straight on my knees with my mouth round his crotch… He was lost for words but I don’t think he wanted to complain. Unzipping his fly he cock was already dripping… I gave him a nice long bj before I felt his balls tighten and my tonsils with covered with his hot spunk. A man after my own heart he had me up on the bed with my skirt round my waist and my knickers round my ankles. MMM he was hitting the spot and hard. I thought his tongue was going to come out of my mouth. My pussy wasn’t complaining and I could feel my juices running down my thys. Lifting my legs up to my shoulders I rolled on my back. Licking down round my tight hole his tongue jabbed away, which really got me going. Of course by now his cock was as hard as rock again and holding my ankles and rolling me right onto my back he rammed it deep into me. I screamed as he thrusted away building a pace that left his hips a blur.
Orgasm building I literally shook as I had my first. He just carried on pumping away like a star. Then he stopped… I could see his face change as he pulled out his cock and sprayed hot wads of spunk over my pussy splashing my tits and over my face again… Good lad. He pulled up his trousers kissed me and left. A very strange and quick exit not that I was complaining, I’d left the dip a little bit depper and the sheets had some cracking stains. The hotel breakfast the following morning was shite and with that I checked out and went to McDonalds… A couple of McMuffins later and I was ready for the day ahead.
Tuesday night… This is more like it… A small town and a limited number of hotels mean that this time I’m living in the manner that I’m more accustomed. After Monday nights action I wasn’t really in the mood for a late one and with an early start I headed to my room. My bed was so big and the sheet were so soft that I decided to spread out…. Naked of course! Oh no… because I’m such a naughty girl I can never keep my hands to myself and two orgasm later and now sleeping on the right to avoid the wet patch I was out like a light.
Wednesday…. What a day. Missed my first meeting due to traffic… Ok so I over slept in my big bed.. Woke up horny and had to have a play… Or did I wake up on time and play for too long? Who cares… No better way to start the day in my book.
…More meetings than I care to remember. I wish I could say more but I can’t.. If you work with a girl called Stacey then you’re a lucky guy/girl… Talk about love at first sight. Enough of her.. I don’t want to get fired and she had a massive engagement ring so she’s spoken for… I’m sure I could… Forget it Robin…!
Another reasonable hotel… Sorry Lodge… But they all look the same and that’s what makes staying in them so special. You never know where you are. I met up with two businessmen who were travelling north for a conference. One headed to bed about nine complaining of a two hour drive… I know. he should get out more! The other was obviously trying to get me drunk. What he didn’t count on was his own staying power two hours later and he was slurring his words and making all sorts of suggestions. Now I’m a game girl but I know when to call it a day or a night in this case and I wasn’t going to wait another hour for him to sober up and stiffen up upstairs. I gave him a peck on the cheek and headed to bed.. If you were in room 412 then sorry… I was miles away thinking of Stacey in room 312… MMMMM those legs and those… well.
So that’s where I’ll leave it… Not super exciting I’m sure you’ll agree but enough to keep me happy. Hopefully I’ll start the week tomorrow in the same way. I’m off down south so if you’re lucky enough to be heading that way yourself and staying in a ‘reasonable’ hotel don’t forget to buy the lonely blonde at the end of the bar a drink you never know where it will lead…