No Tell Motel
No Tell Motel
Sex Story Author: | 1843 |
Sex Story Excerpt: | The rest of the time I was picturing what kind of panties she was wearing. “No, I don’t, actually. Sometimes |
Sex Story Category: | Anal |
Sex Story Tags: | Anal, Authoritarian, Cheating, Domination/submission, Hardcore, Job/Place-of-work, True Story |
I had pulled in off the highway to a large hotel. It was a nice looking place nestled between snow capped mountains with a view of the lake below. I didn’t care much for the building or the view. After eight hours on the road, all I was looking for was a clean place to sleep. This looked like it. Four or five stories tall, families coming and going, a pool and air conditioning.
As I entered the lobby I took in the décor. It must have been an antique. Old furniture and paintings were tastefully placed around and I noticed a sign advertising the ghost town next door. Walking over to the front desk I see a man and woman arguing. The woman behind the desk wears a name tag telling me her name is Connie. She seems nice enough, early thirties, short blonde hair tucked behind her ears and from what I could see from behind the desk, an okay figure. The guy she’s talking to appears to be her boyfriend or husband and from what I could tell he was a being a prick. Something about him wanting her to leave with him and her having to cover somebody’s shift. She says she’s sorry but she can’t do anything about it. He starts to guilt her, saying she always does this and how she fucked up his whole night. I can see that she’s pretty embarrassed by the scene he’s making and as he raises his voice other people across the lobby are starting to stare. I step up to the counter and ring the bell for service. She glances over quickly and tells him that she has to go and she’s really sorry and in typical asshole fashion he swears loudly and stomps off saying he’ll pick her up at the end of her shift so she’d better be here.
Taking a deep breathe she composes herself and walks over to me.
“Hi. Sorry about that.”
“Not at all.”
“What can I do for you?” She smiled a big friendly grin that showed most of her front teeth. It was probably the usual routine for the customers but I thought it was nice. She wasn’t what I would call drop dead beautiful. It was more of a nice girl next door vibe you got when you looked at her. When she smiled, lines formed around her mouth giving away her age.
“I’d like a room.”
“Sure. If you’d just fill this out.” I filled out the card she gave me like she filled out the small C-cup she was wearing. Nothing flashy, just a white bra under a white button up dress shirt almost see through enough that you could make out the cut and the shape. She was either a large B or a small C for sure, and as far as I was concerned, there was nothing wrong with admiring the scenery. Besides that, the sign on the wall boasted a great view.
“And would you like a 400 room or a regular suite?”
“I don’t know? What’s the difference?”
“Well the 400 rooms are more expensive, but they’ve been decorated in antiques from when the hotel was built and have a lovely view of the lake. The other suites are nice too, but they don’t have the view or the antique furniture. They’re cheaper and come with air conditioning. It can get pretty hot at night, especially on the upper floors.”
I thought about it for a second. I’d only be staying for one night and I’d already seen plenty of boring old hotel rooms. Even so, the air conditioning would be nice.
Sensing my indecision, she made a suggestion, “If you want, I could show you both rooms and then you can make up your mind.”
“That sounds perfect.”
She calls into the back for a girl named Kim to watch the front for her and then motions for me to follow her. We head down the hall with her leading the way at a brisk pace. This is the first time I get to see her legs. Her white dress shirt is tucked in to a silken red skirt with an oriental pattern on it in gold. It came down just above her knees, giving me a good idea of what the rest of her thighs looked like. She had some meat on her! Not fat mind you. Okay it was fat, but not as if you’d look at her and say so. She had juicy calves and thighs and a nice thick booty! “Thank you for doing this.” I said as I stared at her ass in front of me.
“Oh, no problem! It gets me out of the lobby for a bit.” She was walking fast and I tried my best to keep up as we went up stairs and down hallways and around corners. This place was huge!
“So was that your boyfriend down there?”
“Yeah, he wanted to go out tonight, but I have to work. So he’s pretty pissed off. I just wish he wouldn’t make a scene like that. I mean talk about embarrassing.”
“Yeah. He kinda seemed like a bit of an asshole, if you don’t mind me saying.” My eyes only left her big ass when she’d turn around to say something to me.
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