A Chance Encounter W/shopping Sidebar

A Chance Encounter While Shopping 3 SIDE BAR

This was supposed to be the final installment of this saga. But as I got into the depth of the story, it began to take on a life of its own. All I can say is I hope everyone enjoys this. It has also opened my mind up to some other things I may try to write. Smiles, and I hope this is received well. Please feel free to comment on this series. I would like to hear what people have to say. Thanks

This is the third and final installment of Jeff and Vanessa's saga. It is Thanksgiving day, just four days before Jeff travels to the western part of the state for the craft show. Being a known person at the hotel where Vanessa is staying, Jeff contacts the management, and through his contacts there, he can get a room adjacent to Vanessa's with a connecting door.

Thanksgiving has come and gone. While relaxing from a busy day, I receive a text from Vanessa. It states, 'HI! Lover. I hope you have had a good day. I look forward to leaving here on Wednesday for the weekend at the craft show. I am so glad that you are going to be there. I have attached a photo to drool over for the next few days. I so want to be with you, but I may have a couple of surprises for you. Don't forget you won't be sleeping alone while you are there. My sister and my friend, Paula, will be with me, you know how wild they are. I am looking forward to wearing you out. Just thinking about you makes me horny. XOXOXOXOXO Vanessa."

I opened the attached photo and was surprised to see her body on the bed with a leather bra that barely covered her breasts. Her aureole was visible all around the material that covered her nipple. She had on a leather bikini bottom that was so small that the triangle could not contain her pussy lips. They were hanging out both sides of the material and it did not come to the top of her slit. I could swear that I could see her hard clit at the top. This got a stir in me. She was right, it would give me something to think about.

Having gotten somebody to take care of my house and stock, I left Tuesday morning for the trip to where the craft show was to be. Arriving at about 2 PM, I was met by the motel manager, a good friend of mine from my school days. He showed me to my room personally and advised that everything was set up the way I wanted it to be for the coming days. "So, I take it that the young lady to be in the next room must be something special," he said while smiling at me.

"Yes, she is. I have been seeing her for several months. But one thing needs to be understood. It needs to be discrete."

"That won't be a problem. I see she is going to be here tomorrow and is accompanied by two others, and I need them to have the room next to hers with the connecting door also."

"Not a problem. Most of the rooms on this floor are considered suites, and the doors all connect."

"Great. You have no idea how happy that makes me feel."

"I am so glad that you have finally found someone. My wife was beginning to worry about you. You know how she is. She thinks you have waited too long to have fun, especially with someone you like a lot. Now, are you going to tell me how you met this lady?"

"I don't know if I should. You would tell your wife, and she might get upset at me."

"Now, you can't not tell me. I promise that I won't tell her how you met. So give brother."

I told him the whole tale of how we met. He kept shaking his head like he didn't believe me. As I finished my story, he got up and said, "You must be bullshitting me. Those types of things never happen in real life. "

"Well, John. I have never lied to you about the women in my life. We go back to grade school, and you and I went on a lot of double dates. Just believe me, this is the way it happened."

"I'll be damned! You are telling me the truth. The way you met is so, what do I want to say, ugh, just doesn't sound believable. Knowing you, I have to believe you. You know you are a lucky SOB! So now what do I tell the wife? I can't tell this story. She won't believe me. I know. I'll tell her you met her at church."

"That won't do; she knows I don't go to church that often. Let's see. -------------- Hey, I know you can tell her that I bumped into her at a bar one time when I was out to relax after a hard and hot day of working in the fields. That will work. I needed a cold one and a good meal. Yeah, that will work. Don't you agree?"

"Buddy, that will work. You know she will want to meet her. What do you say about maybe coming over for dinner one evening?"

"No. Can't do that. I might as well tell you, she is married."

"Holy shit man. What have you got yourself into? That is not like you at all." He stared at me for a couple of minutes. "I have to ask, man. Are you in love with her?"

"I don't know. I have some strong feelings for her. I haven't been this happy in a long time. I think she may love me, but we are having so much fun together. And yes, the sex is great. I believe that it is the best I have ever had. And you know that you and I had a lot of sexual fun before we got married. I am glad that your marriage is still strong. It is, isn't it?"

"Yes, it is very strong. I need to get back to work. I am so glad that you have found happiness again. Good luck, bro, and have a lot of fun." With that, he said goodbye and left.

I spent the rest of the day making sure the room was just right. I also made sure that I had a couple of the little blue pills ready in case I might need them. This lady could wear me out. I have never spent the night with her, little long several days. As evening came, I went to the hotel restaurant for an evening meal.

While eating, I received a message. 'Hi, lover. We will be leaving at 10 o'clock and should be there around 2. I sent you another picture for your enjoyment.' I opened the attachment. It showed the three of them standing in what could only be described as a micro bikini. None of them are what you would swim in. The triangle on the nipple was so narrow it barely covered the nipple but not the areola. The bottom was not a triangle, but a piece of string that ran up their slit and around to the back. Their pussy lips were prominently displayed. Vanessa was the only one who had any hair showing. I wondered if she didn't shave, was to keep her husband from getting curious.

I didn't notice the waitress up behind me. She cleared her throat. I looked up and laid my phone on the table. "Can I get you anything else, sir?" she asked, and she smiled brightly at me.

"No, I don't think so at this time. I'm sorry if you saw the picture I was looking at. I should be a little more discrete."

"That's okay, those ladies are very pretty. The outfits they are wearing are pretty revealing. I don't think I could wear one though, not with the belly I have."

I looked her over very slowly, causing her to blush. She was a lady of about 30. Her hair is cut short and blonde. Her eyes are a bright green. The make-up was very fine and not too heavy. It was obvious to me she liked her face and tried not to cover it very much, she just looked natural. Looking down at her uniform, I guessed her breasts to be a full C-cup. I concentrated on her stomach area, it didn't look to me to be very big. Of course, she could have been wearing something to hold it back. Looking down further, I saw that the pants she had on were baggy so that I couldn't tell much about her crotch or legs.

"I don't see anything wrong with you. You are a very lovely lady, and I bet you could wear something like that in your bedroom for your man. I am sure that if you did, not only would it shock him, but I am betting that it would turn you both on for a wonderful night of lovemaking."

"MY, aren't you the silver-tongued devil? That has to be the best line I have ever heard. And no, that wouldn't affect my man, as I have no man in my life right now."

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to offend you. I just thought that a pretty lady like you was in a relationship. I didn't see a ring on your finger, so I didn't think you were married."

"That's okay. I'm not offended at all. I see you are wearing a ring. Are you married to one of those ladies?"

"OH, that, it is just a ring I wear. It is not a wedding ring. It keeps the husband-hunting women at bay. That sounds like self-preservation, but it is to let me choose who I want to associate with. In answer to your other question, I am not attached to those ladies, but I have seen one of them over the last few months."

I noticed that she was looking me in the eyes attentively while I was talking to her. But when she was speaking, she kept looking down at my lap. "I bet you have a lot of women on the line. You are a nice-looking man. What are you, about 45 or so?"

"Thanks for the compliment. I am in my mid-50s. Since you asked, how old are you?" Now, that is a question I would not normally ask a lady, as I think that is an intrusion into their life.

"I don't mind. I am almost 38. Sometimes I feel like I am in my 50s also, but my mind thinks I am still 18." I laughed at that. "What's so funny about that?"

"It's not funny, it's just that I feel I am still about 20 myself most of the time. I only had a little fun in my teen years, but when I got to twenty, I let loose."

"Is that so? Got to go. I have an order ready." With that, she looked me in the eyes, where I saw what appeared to be a twinkle or maybe a little mischievous hint. She smiled and walked away.

I finished my meal and drink. She had stopped by a couple of times, in what appeared to be paying a little more attention to me than normal. The last time she came by was with my check. "I can take your payment if you like, sir, or you can charge it to your room if you are staying here."

"Thank you, young lady. Yes, just charge it to my room." I gave her my room number and signed the ticket, where I attached a twenty-dollar tip to it.

"I will take care of it, sir, and thanks for the tip. Maybe I will see you later. You have a good night."

"You have a good night also, Wanda." I had noticed her name on her uniform. I got up and returned to my room. After relaxing for a while, I took a shower and lay down to watch a movie. I always just stretch out on the bed. Of course, I always sleep in the nude. I have been doing this for a long time. I had just dozed off when I heard a knock on the door. I got up, not bothering to put on anything, and went to the door. Looking thru the peephole, I could see Wanda standing there.

I opened the door slightly while standing behind it so she couldn't see me. "This is a surprise, Wanda. Did I forget something downstairs?"

"NO, I have been thinking about you since you left and wondered if you might be up for a little late-night partying or whatever." She blushed and hung her head as she said this.

Backing behind the door, I opened it up to let her in. "Why don't you come on in and we can talk about it." She stepped inside and walked to the middle of the room. I closed the door and walked close behind her. When she stopped, I stopped behind her and wrapped my arms around her just below her breasts. She cupped both her hands on mine and held them there. After a minute, she turned and looked at the mirror over the dresser. When she saw our reflection she gasped and gripped my hands harder. I pulled her closer to me.

Still staring at the reflection, she said, "OH MY. You are NAKED!"

"Does that bother you? I can always put on a robe if you want."

"Oh, no, I mean yes or no. I don't know what I mean right now. I wasn't expecting to see you naked just yet."

Not letting her think, I responded by whispering in her ear, "Did you come up hoping I might be interested in you and that we could make love tonight?" I licked her ear slightly and began to kiss her neck. She didn't pull away. I pulled her tighter to me and kissed down her neck to the top of her shoulder. She sighed and moaned, and still holding my hands, she pulled them up to cover her breasts. She leaned back into me and sighed. I continued to kiss her neck, getting more sighs. She pulled her hand from my hand and slipped it around between us. Stroking her hand up and down my stomach, she slowly moved to my cock. It was getting hard. Pulling my hand off her right breast, I began to unbutton her blouse. Her hand stroking my cock had gotten it hard. I had got the 4 buttons undone, so I slipped my hand inside her blouse and ran my fingers up and down her cleavage.

She groaned, "PLEASE, I NEED MORE!!!!" I stopped rubbing and squeezing her breasts. Spinning her around, I kissed her hard. Her mouth opened, and we battled tongues for a while. When I pulled away from her, we were both breathing hard. I reached down and cupped her Venus mound. She groaned out loud.

I stared into her eyes and asked, "So what made you come to my room tonight? I'm not complaining, but I am very surprised."

"When I saw the picture of those women on your phone, I couldn't forget. As I kept working, I got horny. On my break, I went into the restroom, took my top off, and stared in the mirror. I put my fingers over my nipples to see if I might look the way they looked. I was surprised that I kinda did. I was so wet down there that I went into the stall and rubbed myself for a while. I just couldn't get myself off. I kept thinking about that picture and how you looked. I concluded that for you to get a picture of them that way, you must be very good in bed. I decided then that I wanted you to have your way with me. Does that make sense?"

"Wanda, it does make sense. Those pictures are sexy. I must admit, I am only seeing one of those ladies." She stepped back a little, still slowly stroking my cock.

"Wow! If that is so, then who were the other ladies?" While keeping eye contact, I moved my hands up to her breasts again and unhooked the clasp to her bra. She gasped when it came apart, and her breasts spilled out. I cupped her tits and lightly pinched her nipples. Her grip on my cock got tighter. She closed her eyes. Her tits were a nice full C-cup and the nipples were very hard. She was one of those ladies with puffy nipples. The longer the nipple got, the bigger the areola got. I had heard of these but never seen them. I let my hands slide down to her hips as I leaned over and kissed her left nipple. I slowly swirled my tongue around the nipple and then sucked into my mouth. While doing this, I used my hands to unbutton her pants and pushed them over her hips. She gasped again as I bit her nipple. She grabbed my head and pulled it hard to her chest. At the same time, her pants slid down her legs.

I released her nipple and looked down at her crotch area. She had on white hip-hugger panties. I could smell her excitement. I leaned forward and licked her stomach near her belly button. "In answer to your question, the other two ladies are her sister and best friend. They always talk about everything they do. That includes sex." I kissed her stomach again and licked down to the top of her panties. I was now on my knees. I leaned back and looked up at her face. She still had her eyes closed and was running her hands through my hair. Leaning forward I pressed my mouth to her panties at the top of her slit. Her panties were very wet and now see-through.

"OH, DAMN," she exclaimed. Still holding her hands on my head, she pushed me harder into her crotch. I grabbed the sides of her panties and pulled them down. Exposing her crotch, I saw that she had a landing strip at the top of her crack. She had a bit of a stubble everywhere else. I touched her legs next to her pussy lips and slowly rubbed them up and down. I noticed that her legs trembled a little. I stopped and stood up. Her eyes opened, and she looked at me. She started to say something, but I didn't give her a chance. I scooped her up into my arms. Her panties fell to her feet. I turned and laid her down on the bed. Grabbing her panties, I pulled them the rest of the way off and dropped them on the floor. Raising her torso, I removed her bra and shirt. She lay back down.

"Now you won't have to be shocked at me being naked. See, you are too. You are a lovely sight to see." She blushed. Having her lying this way, I was able to take stock of her whole body. I looked at her face, it had a round style to it. Her nose fit her perfectly, not too big or too small, with just a little upturn to it. She was still blushing, and her cheeks were pink. Her cheeks were just a little raised under the eyes. Looking down a little further, I came to her breasts. The nipples were very hard and puffy. The nipples were pink, and the areola was a lighter shade of pink with a darker ring around the outer edge. They were puffed out and begging to be sucked. I looked down her stomach, which had little of a pooch to it, but not much. The landing strip at the top of her pussy slit was a little damp, showing her state of excitement. Her legs were closed together. Her hips seemed to be a little bit large, but she was sexy looking. Following on down her legs, the thighs and calves seemed to be just right for her. Her toes were painted in various colors. Overall, she was very well proportioned. I would say that she was at 36 C with a waist around 28 and hips at 38. To me, this seemed just right.

I reached down and put my hand on her right knee. "You know, you have seen all of me, now I want to see all of you." With that, I pulled on her right knee, getting her to spread her legs. She took the hint and spread her legs revealing her pussy to me. As she moved them apart the lips of her pussy pulled apart. I leaned over close to her and stared at her center. She was very wet. Getting closer I lightly blew on her pussy. She gasped. I looked up at her face, she had her eyes closed and was biting on her lower lip. Leaning forward, really close to her pussy, I stuck out my tongue and flipped it on her clit. She jumped a little. Her clit was very hard and stuck out about a half inch. I ran my tongue into her slit and slowly licked to the top of her crack and flicked her clit a couple time. She raised up her hips and shuddered, then fell back down.

She raised her head and looked me in the eyes. The lust in them was the most intense I think I have ever seen. "PLEASE!" She exclaimed. "PLEASE COME HERE AND KISS ME!!!" There was note of pure want in her pleas. "I NEED YOU TO KISS ME!!!!!" I moved up her side, and she grabbed me by the head and pulled me to her. I leaned down to kiss her, but she pulled me to her and kissed me hard. The kiss was so full of passion and intensity that it shocked me. We battled tongues for a couple of minutes. Not breaking the kiss, I moved my legs across her legs and wound up laying on top of her. She had spread my legs as wide as she could get them. She pushed me by the shoulders, and we broke the kiss.

Looking me in the eyes again, she said. "Please take me. I need to feel you inside. It has been so long without a man that I am going crazy." She reached down with her right hand and grabbed by dick pulling me to the entrance of her pussy.

I stopped her when I felt the tip of my head resting against the entrance to her pussy. She wrapped her legs around me with her heals on my butt, and I felt her trying to pull me into her. "You are mad with lust, aren't you?" I asked.

"YES. PLEASE, PLEASE, PUT IT IN ME. I NEED IT SO BAD." I had noticed that she was not using strong language.

I leaned down to her and kissed her again. Moving my head to her left ear, I whispered, "What do you want me to do? Is it you want me to make love to you, or do you want to FUCK YOU like a wild man?"

She pulled my head and again looked me in the eyes, "YES, I want both." She again tried to pull me into her. Hearing what she said intrigued me. I hesitated for a minute and then slowly pushed till the head of my dick was inside her. She was very tight, tighter than I would have thought for a woman of her age. She gasped and said. "DAMN! That feels so good, Please don't stop." Looking at her face, she again had her eyes closed and was biting her lower lip. Knowing that I am a little bigger around then most, I wanted to take it easy so as not to hurt her. I eased in another 2 inches. She squealed and I felt her pussy start to spasm and grip me tighter and then release. She had to be the tightest pussy I think I have ever felt. When she appeared to relax a little, I slipped another couple of inches into her.