Hotel fun

I was 27 and never had any gay feelings, well that was to change! I was married and was away from home on work and staying at a motel, having nothing to do in the evening I decided to go into the bar. It had the stay over guys in overalls, building contractors and the odd couple all looking sombre at the bar, but one guy caught my eye for some reason. He was about 60 and tall with silver hair, clean shaven and had an air of authority about him…. I spent some time at the bar and had a couple of drinks when this man, introduced himself as Ken, and casually commented that he was as bored as hell and would I like to chat. I told him my name was Paul and yes chat away.
I found out he was a rep for a small company and spent most of the week away from his family. “Suits me sometimes” he casually commented and I thought nothing of it for a while and then it played on my mind. “So you prefer to be away from home then?” I eventually asked. “Yes it allows me to have fun” he replied. “You mean picking up women?” I asked and then he made me laugh by saying “Anything with a pulse”. We all say it but he meant it literally as I was to find out.

The time was drifting by with idle talk and the bar was close to shutting, so I decided to go to my room. “Where abouts are you?” he asked “Room 104” I said. “”Oh that’s the same corridor as me, hang on a sec and I’ll follow on” he said as he quickly finished his drink. As we walked along our length of corridor he asked me if I would like to see his stuff he was supposed to be selling. “OK” I replied and we entered his room. It had a heady aroma of aftershave and soap smell and gave me a slight shudder. As I walked passed him through the door he put his arm on my shoulder then slid it down my back as happens sometimes when in close proximity to someone. But I am sure he let out a small sigh as though he liked what he felt. To be honest I had a slight tingle through my body as he did this.

His bed was still made and was strewn with clothes and a holdall. “Fancy a drink?” he asked. “Sure, what you got?” I said. Then he opened his bag and pulled out a bottle of whiskey. “Never leave home without one” he commented and I chuckled. Using those horrible cups in the room they put out he poured a couple of drinks and passed me one and I said “Cheers”. “Fancied a stiff one all day” he said as he looked me in the face, no doubt waiting for my reaction. I must have blushed as this tall 60 year old gent stood close to me and the silence was unbearable for a moment until he said I mustn’t be used to sharing a late night drink with a stranger in a bedroom. I commented that I had never shared a late night drink with a man before let alone being in a bedroom with one and that I was feeling a little confused as to his intentions. “Oh relax, and do not worry I won’t rape you or anything” he said and this made me laugh again. I liked this man but did not know why.