Tina looked around the bar: the menu was pretty scrumptious! Her luck must have been holding and she had hit the jackpot tonight. There must have been at least a dozen guys who would work -- now she just had to narrow down her choices.
She was on one of her periodic hunting sprees. She and her husband had agreed a while ago to have a very open marriage -- anything goes as long as it's consensual. He didn't mind when she fucked other guys -- in fact, he wanted her to come home and tell him about it. So tonight she was out for herself. She usually hit peak horniness right around this time of the month and just one cock -- no matter how skillfully used -- just wasn't enough to keep her satisfied.
Tina walked around the room, waiting to see what kind of reaction she got and from whom. She was wearing a short leather mini that would show everything if she bent over too far. Her breasts were displayed proudly by her scoop neck blouse, which was riding just below her shoulders. Her tattoo was clearly visible from the back and it looked very sexy. All in all, she was hot under any conditions -- and even more so when her pussy was aching so much!
She scanned the bar and picked out her target for the night. He was tall, with dark hair and a handsome, chiseled face. He was wearing a crew neck sweater underneath a tweed blazer. His jeans seemed to be hiding a promising bulge in the front. He seemed to be having a casual conversation with a couple of other guys. They were lookers, but he stood out in the crowd.
As Tina made her way toward him, she could feel her pussy already starting to flood. Her thong was already soaked, and she hadn't even started having fun yet! She walked over to where her victim was standing, and he paused in mid-sentence as he scanned her. Tina felt like he was already undressing her with his eyes, and she shivered slightly as she felt her nipples pop.
"Is this a private party, or can I join in?" she said coyly. The answer was obvious, but she waited to hear it. All three men were nodding their heads feverishly, and Tina chuckled to herself at how easily men were to control.
"What can I get you?" her tall stud said. He had a deep, pleasing voice that made her even wetter.
"I'll start with a glass of white wine -- but I'll be wanting more later," she replied, staring directly into his startling blue eyes. He was taken aback, but only for a second. He nodded slightly and ordered her drink.
Tina learned that his name was Chris and that he and his colleagues were in town for a meeting before they headed back to the West Coast in a couple of days. She listened to a little of the typical small talk, but her attention was on Chris and how we would fill her needs.
Before too long, it was obvious that the other guys were ready to move on to some more fertile hunting ground. Chris told them he would catch up later, and when they were gone he turned back to Tina. She could tell from his look that he was ready to get down to business.
"So is it going to be your place or mine?" Chris asked, "Or both?" His boldness excited her, and Tina found herself hornier than she could have ever imagined. She noticed that he had shifted ever so slightly so that his thigh was pressed against hers and his finger was sliding lightly along her bare arm. She shivered from the touch and nearly came on the spot.
"Let's start with your place and see where things go from there," Tina replied. "I don't think I can wait long enough to get back to my place. Besides, if we go there my husband may want to join in. I want you all to myself right now!"
Chris was caught off guard by the last comment, but he was learning quickly that nothing about this woman ought to come as a surprise. She was raw sex, crammed into a tight package and hot little body. He was ready to rip open the wrappings and dive into her like a kid at Christmas!
Chris paid the tab and took Tina by the hand, leading her to the elevator. As the door closed, he turned to her. She leaned into him, but he stood still, doing nothing. When she got onto her tip toes to reach his lips, he shook his head and put his finger on her lips.
"When we get upstairs, I'll show you what we're going to do. Step by step."
Tina was speechless. She was used to holding the power, but this man was turning the tables on her. His pure sexual energy was overwhelming her and she felt herself being seduced by whatever he wanted to do.
Chris led her from the elevator and into his room. He had a king-sized bed, and his clothes were stacked neatly on the dresser. He closed the door behind them, then locked and chained it. The "Do Not Disturb" sign was hung outside as a warning to anyone passing by.
Tina walked over to the small table by the window and set down her purse. She wasn't sure what to do next -- none of her previous encounters had been like this. She looked over at Chris, who was watching her intently. She stopped and faced him, waiting to see what would come next.
Chris walked across the room and stood in front of her. He looked her up and down, then took a step back. Tina braced herself.