Sex with a stranger. What a great fantasy but would it be as good in reality?
Stranded in town after too much to drink I decided it would be sensible of me to book into a hotel for the night. Driving was not an option anymore. I had been to see a show of erotic dancing at a Club in central town. It had been amazing but more of that later.
I had already rung the hotel from the Club so they were expecting me. After checking in I went straight to my room. It was late and I was very tired after a long day, too much champagne and the amazing performances by the dancers on stage. What they could do with their legs and bodies just blew your mind.
The hotel had only a double room available so I would have a large bed all to myself. What a waste but at least I would have plenty of room to toss and turn in as I dreamed of pleasures not to be.
Stripping off my clothes I headed for the bathroom, standing under the running water of the shower, I went over the acts in my mind. There had been one girl in particular that had caught my eye. She had been wearing a leather suit that although completely concealing her body, outlined her contours extremely well. Her legs were long and wrapped themselves around the pole with amazing dexterity. Just what could she do with those legs in bed I mused.
Being alone and in need of some relief I took myself in hand. As I stroked my shaft I imagined the girl was there with me. My hand wrapped in her long brown hair as she sucked me to climax! I wished! My hand began moving faster and my orgasm was intense. I let out a groan. The events of the evening had quite clearly frustrated me.
Towelling myself dry I headed for the bed and slipped between the cool sheets. It was not long before I realised that I would not be able to sleep. The effects of the champagne had worn off and I was wide-awake and very horny still.
Getting dressed again I went downstairs to the hotel bar and ordered myself a gin and tonic. It was late but there was one other occupant at the bar. A woman was sitting on one of the stools sipping a glass of red wine. She looked about my age, in her late 30s, with long blonde hair and a pleasant enough face. She must have felt me looking at her for she looked up and smiled.
"Good evening," I said. "You couldn't sleep either?"
"No, I couldn't," she replied. "I had a long drive to get here and I cannot sleep yet."
"Do you mind if I join you?" I asked as I moved over to sit on the stool next to her.
"No, not at all. Perhaps we can talk each other to sleep," she responded with a smile and a glint in her eye.
She told me that she was a University Professor and was here for a conference that was on at the University. I explained my need to stay in town that night! Well some of it anyway. I left out the type of Club I had been to. Her face had a knowing smile as if she knew!
Dressed in a white blouse, the buttons undone to reveal some cleavage, and a knee length khaki skirt, set off by calf length black boots, she certainly did not look like a musty old professor and I found myself thinking that the young men she lectured to must really enjoy her lectures!
After one more drink we headed up to our separate rooms. I said goodnight at her door and we shook hands. Hers lingered a while in mine and then she turned to enter her room. I walked down a couple of doors to my room and turned the key.
Wearily I pulled my shirt over my head, another wasted opportunity. The woman had been hot! My mind wandered back to Club and the dancers when there was a knock on the door.
