No Tell Motel 2

It had been two weeks since I had my adventure at the Three Mountain Lodge but I hadn’t forgotten it. The business conference was dull and I would while away the tedious hours fantasizing about Connie’s fat ass bouncing off my cock while I slapped it and called her names, she of course getting off on it. Is there anything hotter than good girls doing bad things? I couldn’t think of anything else. So, on my drive back through that rather secluded part of the mountain highway I knew where I was stopping for the night.

I hoped that Connie would be working the front desk again so that I could some how entice her into coming up to my room for another fuck fest. Fucking a stranger in a hotel room had to be one the hottest experiences of my life and after two weeks of thinking about it, I didn’t want to be stuck fucking my fist again when she was somewhere in the same building!

Turning the corner into the lobby I couldn’t believe it; she wasn’t fucking there! In her place at the counter were an old man and a different girl. After a second glance I realized that this was the same girl who was working the counter when I checked out last time. Maybe she knows if Connie is working tonight, I thought.

I approached the front desk and the old man asked me if I needed any assistance. I said I needed a room for the night. He had me fill out some forms, the standard deal and all the while I see the girl smirking at me from out of the corner of my eye. Her name tag said her name was Kim. She was a cute kid, good looking but a little young. Obviously just out of high school.

“Is Connie working tonight?” I asked in what I thought was a casual voice. The girl smiled a little more.

“Not tonight. Sorry.” I was crushed. Two weeks of hoping and waiting just went down the drain. It was like waking up in the middle of a really good sex dream and then trying to get back to sleep so it can continue, but all you have left are the fading memories of how good it was.

“That’s okay. Maybe next time.”

The old man came back with the key and eyed me suspiciously. “Do you know Connie?”

“Uhh… Not really, but last time I was through this way she was really nice… made an impression you know?”

He nodded. “Yeah, she’s a good girl. Tonight’s her night off.”

With that I thanked them and went up to my room. It wasn’t a fancy room like last time and despite the look of the rest of the hotel, this looked like most other cheap, dirty hotel rooms. Compared to this room, the entire experience two weeks ago seemed like a dream!

I settled in and watched some TV in bed for a few hours, bored out of my fucking skull. Around eleven I called Pay-per-view to get some porn and decided to relieve a little tension, imagining reaming Connie’s fat ass the entire time. By one in the morning I was drifting to sleep when there was a knock at the door. I got up a staggered to the door.

I opened the door and standing there was Kim. It took a moment to register because she wasn’t wearing the hotel uniform anymore. Instead she had on one of those puffy jackets that look like a freaking life jacket and black lu-lu lemon pants tight on her legs. She stood there smiling in her cute way and holding a cardboard box. I didn’t know what to say.

She did. She pushed past me into the room. “Aren’t you going to invite me in? I hoped that you weren’t sleeping but I figured you wouldn’t care too much if you were.” She put the box on the table and took her jacket of making herself right at home. Underneath the jacket was a tight black t-shirt and this was where I got my first real look at her. She was fit, blonde hair; short and cute, pinned back with several pins. She was pretty short herself which I had already thought, but it really hit home when she took her shoes off and sunk another couple of inches. Her tits were perky Bs and she had a nice ass. It wasn’t ass big as Connie’s, but this girl looked like she worked out, jogged or something. She was thin, but there was muscle underneath it all. Not so that she was buff, but enough to give her shape.

“You don’t mind, do you?”

I realized that I was staring and managed to mumble something that sounded like a no.

“I didn’t think so. Boys never seem to mind.”

“Um… I don’t mean to sound stupid or anything but…”

She beat me to the punch. “You want to know why I’m here!” She gave me a little smile as she said it. There was something going on. She walked over to the table and opened the box. From inside it she produced a six pack of beer and bottle of Vodka. “I thought since you missed Connie, you might want a little company. So I put together a little party pack!”

She tossed me a beer and cracked one herself. “Sounds pretty nice, actually! Thanks!” Free booze, a pretty girl, I could do a lot worse I thought. By the end of the six-pack I was finding out all about Kim.

“Connie’s my sister. We live in a house on the other end of the property and work here because there’s really nothing else around. It’s a family owned business. That was my dad at the front desk earlier. I would’ve asked if you wanted to hang out after my shift, except he was there listening. He’s so over protective. Do you smoke weed?”

The question caught me off guard. “Do you?”

“Sure. What else is there to do in the sticks?” She reaches into her jacket pocket and pulls out a bag of weed. I’m not an expert but I’d guess it was about a quarter ounce. She rolled it all into a giant fucking Chonger and we smoked the thing to our heads and downed shots of Vodka. This was turning out to be a fun evening, I hadn’t been this wasted in a long time!

We were lying on the bed next to each other watching infomercials when I realized how hot I was. “Is it just me or is it hot in here?” I asked.

“No, air conditioning doesn’t work in this wing right now. Actually, do you mind if I…” That was all she got out before she pulled her shirt over head and removed it. Now she was wearing nothing to cover those Bs except a white lacy bra. I went instantly hard. “You don’t mind, do you?” I was stunned. She was young and gorgeous and she was tanked.

“Why would I mind?” That was the best I could do.

“Good.” She said. With that she started dancing. It wasn’t an erotic dance at first, it just seemed like a drunken teen having fun and we both laughed. But then her hands started sliding all over her body. Neck, breasts, hips, legs and in a slow teasing way she pulled her pants off, pealing them from her legs and ass like the skin from a banana. The laughing stopped. She stood there in bra and panties, teetering slightly from one side to the other from the booze. She was stunning and I noticed the innocent little girl look was completely gone from her face. I wanted to say, “What are you doing?” but the words weren’t coming. I couldn’t. That would be stupid.

She put her girl face back on for a smile.