It was another long road trip. I was working for a computer company that kept me on the road for months at a time doing repairs, setting up server farms, etc. I was in Madison, Wisconsin when I just couldn't take the aloneness anymore. I'd been out to bars and clubs but being a shy guy I hardly ever hooked up. And this trip was lonelier than most. I looked online for some escort sites. One was an add for a voluptuous woman with 38d breasts. I've always liked my women on the heavier side so that add made me follow the link. On her website she had a couple of small pictures. I clicked and studied them for a few minutes. I couldn't see her face but her body was perfect. Large heavy breasts, round tummy that rolled onto soft, smooth and chubby thighs. He body was so beautiful, so womanly, so inviting. I almost fell over myself getting to the phone.
A deep and sultry voice answered. Hello?
"Hi, ummm," I stammered, "I saw your add on the net." Suddenly feeling monumentally stupid. How creepy did that just sound? I thought to myself.
"Hi, yes, I'm Angela, and who are you?"
"I'm Mike."
"Hi Mike, what can I do for you?"
"Ummm, I..." still stammering like an idiot.
"Would you like to set-up a date?"
"Yes." My voice croaked.
"Give me your information, I'm free tonight." I gave her my info and she told me she would meet me in the hotel bar.
I took a shower and shaved and dressed in my nicest, that is nicest for living on the road for the past 6 months out of a duffel bag, shirt and tie. And headed down to meet her. I entered the bar and looked around. A few minutes scanning the room I saw a beautiful brunette woman smiling at me. She waved seductively at me. It was her. She was wearing a sheer black evening dress. Even from this distance I could see her luscious breasts. I walked to her trying to keep my balance. I was smitten. I sat down next to her.
"You must be Mike." She said to me.
"Yes but how did you know?"
"I knew you by the confused look on your face when you walked it. I know that look well." She laughed. Her full lips parting and her eyes crinkling up as she laughed. I couldn't keep my eyes off her. I ordered a vodka martini and ordered her the same.
"mmmm I love martini's they make me feel so sophisticated."
We drank and chatted for a while. Small talk, what I did, where I lived, If I was married or seeing anyone. Sadly the answer to the latter is always no.
"Well," she said putting her hand on my knee which sent almost all my blood to my crotch. "Shall we leave?"
"Ok." I said "Where should we go?" Her hand moved to my crotch and gently squeezed.
"How about somewhere where we can take care of this." With this I threw way too much money for the bill on the bar and moved out as carefully and deliberately as I could. My cock was so hard I was in danger of knocking over a drink on my way out.
In the elevator I hit the 12th floor. Her hand moved to caress my hard cock above my pants. I was almost in shock with lust and anticipation. She turned her head and whispered in my ear.
"You've got 11 more floors to think of what you want to do with me. I want you to release every little sexual desire on me." I almost passed out. The doors open and I almost sprinted with her in tow to my room. I abruptly opened the door and let it slam shut behind us.
"Sit on the bed, lover." I did as I was told. "How about watching me strip for you?" I was able to nod, barely. She stated her show. Slowly gyrating and swaying. Her hands caressing her body. Teasing me with her curves.
"You know what I'm thinking?" She gave no time for a reply "I'm thinking my little show might be more comfortable if you're less encumbered." I had to think for a second and stupidly stammered; "You mean naked?"
"That's right baby." I felt a little uncomfortable at first, stripping while a woman watched. I really don't know why. But my lust beat out shyness. I took of my clothes.