Jack Muncie was 54, a traveling salesman, divorced twice, no kids.
Make that - a successful traveling salesman. Very. For the past two years, his territory had increased, and so had his sales. His demonstrations of computer set-ups for offices was his strength.
"Don't know how you do it, Jack!" said his boss cheerfully, smacking him on the back. "But keep it up!"
And of course, Jack was a self-proclaimed dirty old man. He'd met Heidi online two years ago in a chat room. To his own amazement, he had actually agreed to meet her offline. If she was really everything she'd claimed – if she was really 21 – if she really showed up...
And she had.
"You know I'm 54, kiddo," said Jack, stirring his coffee. He looked over at the table at her. She was about 5' 7", soft brown hair cut in one of those retro bobs he'd seen in magazines, with the points by her jaw longer than the fluffed up part in the back. Skin that was pale; shaved crotch; slender with a flat stomach, narrow waist, large firm breasts. Jack knew. He'd seen her naked in their hotel room.
He'd been amazed at that, too. He called her kiddo, but she'd shown him her college ID, driver's license, the teaching certificate she'd gotten. Now she was going part-time to grad school. To be a principle someday. Jack wished he'd had a principle like Heidi when he'd been growing up.
And she really did like older men. Lucky him. Two years ago, they had met infrequently. She was nearing her second birthday since they'd known each other. A year ago, they had met at "their" place, the hotel where Jack had first stared at her over his coffee cup.
"I might not get back this way for a while, kiddo," he'd said. He stirred the coffee, just like he had the previous year, staring at it. "Sales are – not so good."
Heidi was a good listener. And smart! She had listened, suggested, and they had planned. And now Jack had more people working for him than anyone else in his division, with expanded territory, bigger sales – his boss was thrilled.
So here they were again, ready to start out for the summer. Heidi only spent part of her summers visiting home. She liked to travel. She liked new things, new places.
She was asleep in the seat next to him, Jack driving carefully down the highway in the dusk, watching the exit signs. Almost there. They'd be staying in Marsdale.
"Hey, sweetness, almost there!" Jack said softly. She murmured, moving slightly. He reached over and patted her thigh. She smiled, grasped his hand, and pushed it up under her dress. He chuckled.
"Not soon enough, eh?"
She stretched and yawned. Jack kept his hand on the inside of her thigh, making the turn off the exit with his other hand. Heidi pulled his hand up higher until he cupped her crotch.
"Nope. Not soon enough."
The hotel suite was beautiful, overlooking the pool. There was a small kitchen area, a living room, and two bedrooms. They settled in for the night, Heidi stripping slowly in front of Jack. He felt his cock harden, watching her. His little traveling slut.
She danced around the room slowly, swaying, moving closer to him, finally straddling his chest, her legs on either side of him on the bed. He reached up with one finger, flicking her clit.
"I need more than that!"
"You need rest," he said firmly, and reluctantly. She pouted, but agreed, snuggling into bed next to him. They slept.
The next morning, Jack left Heidi sprawled on the bed. He made his way to the Marsdale plant, going over his sales pitch in his head.
It went well. Russ Overmeyer and Delancey Smith were old acquaintances. They listened carefully. They ate lunch, discussed, looked at samples. They made plans, and Jack left, eager to get back to the hotel.
Heidi was there, waiting for him. She was beautiful, dressed in a red Chinese silk dress, tight, a high neck that buttoned at the throat in Asian style; capped sleeves across the top of her shoulders, bare arms. Tiny buttons down the front of the dress, which went nearly to her ankles; slits along the sides to above each knee. It looked modest.
She was naked underneath.
The silk was so fine that, with the least encouragement, her nipples would protrude, popping against the fabric, and others would see.
They went off to a restaurant, sitting at the back in a corner booth, the soft glow of candles lighting their faces and the table. Music played gently in the background.
Russ and Delancey entered, looked around. Jack waved them over.
"Well well well! The delectable Miss Heidi," said Russ. Jack smiled. Heidi extended her hand, demure. Delancey was awkward. It was his first demo.
"Have a seat!" Jack waved them to the other side of Heidi. Russ slid in first. He'd met her last year. He looked down at Heidi's dress.
"Still not wearing anything underneath?" Russ asked. Delancey gawked. Heidi grinned and shook her head. Jack laughed.
"You know Heidi."
"Yep."
They ate, savoring the food, then the four of them went back to the hotel room. Heidi disappeared into the bedroom, ignoring the one she and Jack shared, and the men sat in the living room. They talked about sales. Delancey seemed nervous. Jack turned on the TV, found the music channel, and let it play softly. He closed the curtains overlooking the pool.
Heidi returned after a few minutes, and the talking ceased.
She had stripped and was now wearing little rings through her nipples. She wore a soft black leather collar that fit high under her chin, a D ring in the front. Her makeup was stronger, bolder, more seductive. Around her waist was a small chain, with a second chain looped so it hung in a wide, low U shape across the flat of her belly. It swayed when she walked. She'd told Jack that it felt good against her skin.
She was wearing his favorite black lace stockings, held up by a garter belt, another favorite of his; the clips holding the stockings had little black silk bows. He loved that. She was wearing black leather half boots with 3 inch stiletto heels. Around her wrists and ankles, Heidi wore leather cuffs, a D ring on each one. She had also used the thigh belts tonight; black leather, they strapped snugly against the tops of her thighs, putting slight pressure on her skin, and rubbing against her crotch when she walked. Each strap had a D ring as well.
Russ stood up. Delancey stood as well, fumbled slightly, sat, then stood up again. Jack laughed. So did Heidi. She walked over to Delancey, now her height with her stiletto heels, and placed her arm around his shoulders; picked up his hand, and moved it across to her bare bottom.
"Like that?" she asked. Delancey nodded. He couldn't talk.
"Hey, I want to touch too!" said Russ. Heidi laughed, picked up one of his hands, and placed it on her crotch. He cupped it, rubbing with the heel. She leaned into it a little.
"Oh man," whispered Delancey. He was still frozen in place, his hand on her bare bottom. She giggled.
"Do you want this filmed?" Jack asked Russ.
"Oh man!" Delancey said again, louder. "Filmed?"
"Oh yeah," said Russ, grinning. "She loves it. Don'tcha, babe?"
Heidi nodded. "Yep." She moved Delancey's hand up to one of her breasts. He held it awkwardly for a moment, then squeezed a little. She laughed. "Then you can watch it again and again."
They sat in the living room for a while. Heidi sat on Delancey's lap a little, facing him, her arms around his neck. "Don't you want to suck my nipple?" she purred. She leaned up, moving a breast in front of his mouth. He looked at the other men.
"Come on, you can do it," she encouraged. She kissed him, then gently opened his mouth with a finger and thumb. With her other hand, she guided her nipple into his mouth. "Now just suck on it a little – yes – that's it – good." She pushed a little more of her nipple into his mouth. He sucked harder. His hands gripped her bottom, spreading it apart a little.
"That's good," she said softly. "Good."
The other two men were quiet, breathing harder, watching. Delancey had forgotten them. He moved his mouth to her other nipple, flicking the small nipple ring with his tongue. She arched her back a little. His fingers crept up some, pulling her bottom apart a little more, the tips of his fingers brushing against her anus. She panted a little, pushing against him some more.
"Hey, save some for me!" said Russ, jokingly. Delancey looked up, startled, remembering the others in the room. He blushed.
Heidi got up, kissing Delancey before moving to Russ. "And what part do you want first?" she asked Russ, one hand sliding behind his neck. He flicked a nipple ring with his finger, then trailed it down her belly. He moved his hand around, his fingers together and pointing down, pressing slightly against her crotch. His fingers dipped in slightly.
"I want some of this."
