DISCLAIMER: Please read Chapter 1 first. They may not make sense unless you've read Chapter 1.
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I wasn't sure if that had been an invitation to her hotel room or if I was to just call her or if she wanted me to order her room service. I was conflicted. I got back to my room and called her.
"Airlines Customer Service. Can I help you?"
It was her. I chuckled.
"I get it. Because you just got serviced by an airline customer."
"Hahaha, good one. Come here and let me return the favor."
She hung up. This girl had made that one fool proof. The night wasn't over. In fact it was only 9:10pm. I was thrilled.
Dressed in just sweat pants and a fresh t-shirt I headed for the elevator and up two floors to her room. I was semi hard before I even left my room. I felt like a teenager. She casually answered the door wearing nothing but a towel. As soon as the door shut, the towel dropped. As little as her swim suit had covered, this view was much better. Her tiny body was flawless.
"Hi, Daddy. Do you wanna play with me?" She asked me with a smile. My mind raced. She had said I reminded her of her father. Was this simply an opportunity to play out some taboo fantasy? I quickly realized I didn't care. I couldn't wait to play with her some more, regardless of any underlying fantasies.
We embraced and I could feel my throbbing genitalia pushing against her navel as the difference in our heights became more noticeable than before. I grabbed her and lifted her off her feet kissing her neck as I held her by her firm, glorious ass. She grinded her bare delicate parts against the bulge in my pants. I couldn't imagine how good it was going to feel to be inside of her, as just this felt like heaven. I continued to kiss her neck and lick her ear. She cooed with pleasure.
"I want to taste you, daddy." she whispered softly into my ear. I knew right then that this was a night that this fifty four year old wouldn't soon forget.