On Friday night, Ashley Stevenson looked over the men in the hotel dining room where she works as a waitress, imagining herself romping in bed with first one of the men who was sitting by himself at a table, then another and finding some good qualities in every one of them. She had hopes of taking a man home for some hot sex or, better yet, going to the hotel room of a guest. Such a trysting place would be much more luxurious than her own small apartment and easier to reach.
With her long blonde hair, blue eyes and fair complexion, Ashley expected to have no difficulty persuading a man to join her in one place or the other. Beautiful as her face is, the horny waitress's body is even more alluring, with her succulent breasts and large curvy ass, which she knows most men prefer in a sex partner. Fashion designers might extoll the beauty of their broomstick models but Ashley thinks of all of the designers as being gay and having no idea what turns on real men such as those she seeks every night in the dining room where she works.
It was getting late and she still hadn't made up her mind when a tall, athletic looking man with brown hair and a bushy brown mustache walked in. He was young and seemed to be in good condition and, most important, he was there by himself. Ashley didn't care if he was married or not, as long as there was no wife with him to spoil the fun. Some people like threesomes and so does she, as long as the other two are men. The mustache meant something too. She was aware it would not necessarily mean he liked eating pussy but she knew, from her own experience, that going down on a woman is usually a favorite sexual activity of mustachioed men.
Before going to his table, she smoothed her tight dress over her hips and ass and unfastened the top two buttons to let the prospect get the best look at her big breasts as she could give him then. The tactic worked as well as she could have hoped. Justin Fisher looked at the beautiful waitress and smiled. He liked women who look like her, blonde and bosomy and fair-complexioned, and he thought about the possibility she might like to join him in his hotel room later. Although she was not wearing a wedding ring, he had no expectation of such a thing happening but he took pleasure from the thought. He liked it even more when the hotty bent over, unnecessarily, to hand him the menu, giving him an excellent view of her lovely white breasts.
"Good evening, Sir. My name is Ashley and I will be serving you this evening. Can I get you anything to drink?" she asked.
"Thank you, Ashley. Just a glass of water please."
She left, swinging her hips provocatively, and returned a minute later with a glass of iced water. Justin was still perusing the menu, unsure of what he wanted to eat in the dining room but thinking it wouldn't be able to match the joy of eating what was at the apex of Ashley's thighs. He still didn't think he should come on to her but he believed he would have a fair chance of success if and when he did. Once more he watched her lovely ass sway as she walked away before deciding what he would order from the menu.
The dining room was not very busy that late in the evening and Ashley watched as the desirable young man closed his menu and set it aside. Order pad in one hand and pen in the other, she returned to his table to write down his choice, smiling when his selection included fried oysters.
"I hope you can think of something nice to do with those oysters after you're through eating," she said while grinning knowingly.
"Oh, I'm sure I will."
"I'm sure you will too and you won't have to look very hard or very far for the right person to do it with." She returned to her station and made herself look busy and watched while her choice for the night finished his meal.
Ashley served the few other diners who were present and watched while her chosen man for the night slowly ate his oysters. The other men were with their wives or other women or were too old to interest her so she was committed to either leaving with the brown-haired man or going home by herself. When he finished, she waited a few more minutes so as not to rush him and sauntered back to his table. Before going, she unbuttoned the last buttons on her dress, meaning she had to hold the sides together with one hand while she concealed herself with the dessert menu. She did not believe there was any advantage to being coy that evening.
"Would you care for some dessert?" As she spoke, she was handing him the menu and bending over with her dress wide open in order to give him the best view yet of her breasts, which were barely covered by her skimpy bra and by nothing else.
That confirmed what he had suspected but Justin was still cagy and knew he needed to protect himself. "Yes, I would, and what I want is you but first I need to ask you something. Please don't take it personally. First, are you a working girl and second, are you a cop?"
To Ashley, those were reasonable questions because she knew the man had to protect himself. "No, I'm not a hooker and I'm not a police decoy. I'm just a girl who likes to have some fun after she gets off work."
"That's good, because I can see we'd like the same kind of fun. My name is Justin Fisher and I'm in Room 327 if you want to come by after closing." He looked around and saw that only a few other diners were still present. "I'm sure that'll be pretty soon."
"In about thirty minutes so I should be there in about an hour. And, I'm glad you believe in being safe because I do too."
"In all things. And I think I'll save my appetite for sweets until you're in my room."
She left then and returned with his guest check. He paid with a credit card and left a tip that was bigger than the sexy blonde had received all night. Business taken care of, he hurried to his room to await the pleasure part of the evening, thinking of what he would soon be doing with the beautiful blonde with the sexy body. The bed had already been turned down but he pulled the top sheet and blanket further toward the foot so they would be doing all their cavorting on clean linen. He also shaved because he expected to eat the blonde's pussy and wanted to take no risk of injuring the soft skin of her inner thighs or any other delicate place.
Ashley was just as eager for the dining room to close so she would be able to join Justin in his room. When that finally happened, she had her cash tips in her pocket and instructed the cashier to hold her tips that were included on credit cards until the following day. With her business with the dining room over for the day, she picked up her coat, hurried out to the elevator and rode up to the third floor.
"Who is it?" Justin asked when there was a light tap on the door to his room.
"Ashley."
Wearing only his shirt and pants and underwear, Justin hurried to admit the very welcome young woman and, after securing the door behind her, wrapped his arms around her so they could share a long kiss. While their mouths were pressed together and her tongue was exploring the inside of his mouth, she kicked off her shoes and they sidled over to the bed and sat down. Ashley did not stay seated very long because, after one more passionate kiss, she knelt in front of her choice for the night and smiled up at him.
She unfastened his belt and unbuttoned his slacks and carefully pulled down the zipper on his fly. He raised his ass from the bed and she pulled the pants down to his knees and gazed at his cock which was protruding through the front of his boxer shorts. It was not particularly big but she knew it was long and thick enough to feel good in her mouth and to bring her to the orgasm she craved when it was in her pussy. As she pulled the shorts down, Justin rose from the bed again and she pulled them and his pants all the way down and off. While she was undressing one part of his body, he was removing his shirt and undershirt.
With the man naked, Ashley stood up to divest herself of her dress and bra and toss them on the pile of clothing. She likes having the man remove her panties before he starts eating her pussy so she left that last garment on and knelt between his legs again, with her forearms on his thighs. Gently, she held his shaft in her hand and started to lick his crotch, beginning at the rear of his scrotum. Moving her tongue slowly she licked, relishing the feel of his hard cock against her soft face. When she finished one side, she moved her face over and licked the other, relishing just as much the feel of his cock massaging her other cheek.
In no hurry, Ashley started licking up on the wrinkled ball sac, until she was able to cuddle one of Justin's testicles between her lips and gently stroke it with her tongue. His other ball had its turn next and Ashley was ready to fill her mouth with what she thought of as one of the nicest cocks she had ever licked. Still supporting her weight on her arms, she rose until her face was over the head of what she desired, smiled again at the man on the bed and began to lower her face until her lips were brushing the velvety surface of the tip.
She opened her lips and started licking, in concentric circles at first as she continued to lower her mouth. Justin moaned from the exquisite pleasure she was giving him and she looked up at his face. One of the things Ashley likes to do while giving a blow job is watch the grimaces of pleasure flicker across the man's visage and she had no complaints about the responses of her partner that night. She continued looking and licking until the entire head was nestled within her lips and then reached out with her tongue to lave the stiff shaft as far as she could reach.