My Free Pass
By Dawn R
All the characters in this story are over eighteen.
Was it the sun peeping round the edge of the blinds that had awakened me or had he shifted in his sleep? I slipped out of bed and headed for the shower. Seven minutes later I was back in the bedroom watching him. He was not so much snoring as uttering a gentle whiffling sound as he slept. I slipped silently back under the single sheet. I was feeling incredibly horny and as I began to slide lower in the bed, I took the sheet with me. He was on his side facing towards me. I snuggled my face into his groin, opened my mouth, stuck out my tongue and gently began to lick the salty residue from last night's activities off his flaccid cock. Opening my mouth wider I engulfed the shriveled thing and rolled my tongue over it. That's something my husband really enjoys.
Of course, this guy wasn't my husband, just someone I met last night at the hotel bar. I work on a lot of high-profile projects that can take me out of town for weeks. Knowing my hyperactive libido and being the regular benificiary of it my husband allows me the occasional free pass. I'm lucky to have such an understanding man. I would hate to be tempted to deceive him but sometimes my need can be irresistible. Last night was like that, I needed someone. I had met his glance across the hotel dining room as we got up from our respective tables after dinner. Nothing was said but we met in the bar and started talking. Turned out he had just arrived for a two-day seminar, first trip away from his hometown in five years. Amazed I could live the life I do and stay married, doubted he could do it, etc.
Then he told me about his great family and his wonderful wife. I let him talk. Over the course of two drinks, he told me about his job, his passion for cars and watching car racing on TV, and I just encouraged him to keep going. I acted the shrinking violet. If he might be so bold: didn't I miss sex while I was on these long projects? Not really something I needed and one so rarely bumps into the kind of interesting man who might tempt one. I gave him an embarrassed but coquettish smile.
At ten I said I should really be going to bed, and he said he probably should too. As we walked to the elevator he asked if I would like to come up for a nightcap in his room. Bingo! Very tempting but I'd feel more in control if we had it in my room and that's where we ended up. Somehow, we kissed and then tongues were playing with each other, and clothes were being shed. As I suspected his body was in good shape; he clearly worked out, slight beer gut but overall, pretty tasty.
He needed a little encouragement from my fingers and tongue and then I had to let him know what I liked but he was eager to please. Even though he was a bit below average in size it felt good to have him in me and he was enthusiastic. I try to find married men. They are less likely to go around boasting.
Of course, he came too quickly but didn't mind when I produced my vibrator. As he watched I could see his erection reviving and I let him slide it back in beside the vibrator and before long he came again. Then he fell asleep, and I went into the bathroom to finish. I took my vibrator into the shower with me. It's super quiet, but it gyrates and thrusts very effectively. It did not take long for me to reach a satisfactory conclusion. Most of the time it's enough, it's just that from time to time I need a warm body attached to a penis.
