City of Temptation
"Ok, hun, I'm all set," Kelly said, setting her bags down by the front door. She knew the taxi would be coming any minute now.
"You got everything?" Tom asked, walking towards her, looking down at the pile of suitcases, laptop bag, and briefcase.
"I hope so," she said. "I really have to nail these presentations. Mr. McCord really wants at least three new clients out of this." It was going to be a seven city, whirlwind tour, starting on the east coast and then jumping to the west. Three weeks of presentations during the day and lonely hotel stays at night.
Tom wrapped his arms around her and held her close. "I'm sure you'll do better than that." He kissed her forehead, the tip of her nose, and then her lips.
There was a sudden car horn from the driveway. Tom let her go as she moved to grab her bags.
"Ok, I'll be back in a couple weeks... and I'll call you every night I can." She opened the door and held one suitcase while Tom carried the rest to the car. The taxi driver helped them load it all into his trunk. Kelly got into the back seat and smiled, waving at Tom.
The taxi backed out of their driveway and started down the road towards the expressway. Her first city was an hour drive away, giving her plenty of time to reflect. Her small town was very different than the city. There were medium-sized houses on large plots of land, some up to an acre or two. Lots of trees were in the yards. Kids were out playing. Adults washing their cars. It was a nice, family atmosphere that she was very comfortable in.
The city was different for her, though. And it always made her nervous to go there, especially at night. There was just something about it... the prostitutes... the sexual advertisements... the strip clubs and bars. It was just far more overtly sexual than her suburban life. And for some reason it enticed her. The city was large, with so many people you could get lost in it... you could be... anonymous.
When she arrived at the hotel, she checked in and went up to her room. She looked out the window, briefly, ten stories up, looking down at all the flashing lights as the sun started setting. She went down to the front desk and asked for restaurant suggestions. The young man suggested a few within walking distance and she walked to what he said would be his personal suggestion.
After dinner, the city nightlife had completely come alive, and Kelly experienced it fully on her walk back to the hotel. Scantily clad women stood on the street corners tempting the young pedestrians and drivers. Dance clubs had scantily-dressed girls outside handing out flyers. Both men and women were on the sidewalks, moving about... some dressed to entice... some dressed to be enticed. All were... anonymous.
She avoided it all as best she could and went back up to her room to watch some TV. As it got even later, she checked for the movies they had available, somehow ending up on the adult channels without even realizing it. And she watched. She watched movies that she rarely ever watched... movies that she couldn't watch at home... touching herself.
Every city was the same and for the next two weeks her routine seemed to be the same. And she grew more and more anxious when she was alone... more and more tempted.
And then one night, she couldn't resist any longer. After seeing an advertisement on the TV for an escort service, she couldn't stop herself. That ad made it seem innocent enough... "a night out with the woman of your dreams" it said... but she knew what it really was.
"Hello, Casual Connections?" the sexy, young female voice answered the phone. A pause. "Hello?"
Nervous already, Kelly quickly pulled the phone from her ear and placed it back on the cradle. This was all just too crazy for her. She was on a business trip away from her family for chrissake. It shouldn't matter that she'd already been gone for two weeks and she was extremely horny. She lay back on the hotel bed and let out her breath in a long gasp. She hadn't even realized she had been holding it.
It both excited and scared her that she was that close to actually making a "date" with an escort service. What would they have thought of her anyways? She leaned back on the stack of pillows and casually ran her hands over her body. She was wearing a black negligee which was tied just at the breast, but opened like a curtain exposing her taught stomach. The black lace panties did little to really cover her and the G-string back felt so erotically naughty. The TV caught her attention again as a man plowed his large member into a blond woman's ass. His large hands pulled under her chin, lifting her gaze and making her back arch more. Her mouth was opened wide and she was moaning in pure ecstasy.
Kelly loved the openness that was shown on Adult TV Channels. It was as if everyone was having sex but her. They were so open and willing to try new things. Much more than she ever could.
Another ad was far more obvious. "Call us now for some hot action," the sultry female voice said. "Visa and Mastercard accepted. First served is the first to cum." A large cock erupted, spurting a copious amount of sperm onto the face of a blond girl. The screen then changed to a new commercial for a strip club on the other side of town.
"First to cum," Kelly moaned. "That's what I need. Where's Tom when I need him most."
Kelly's hand pushed beneath the thin material of her panties and danced through her short, curly mane of pubic hair. She could feel the heat radiating from within her hot box and knew she would have to cum soon or go nuts. The TV commercial showed a lesbian couple in a heated 69 as it advertised for an upcoming movie. Kelly's eyes focused on those two as her hand slipped lower and slowly circled her clit, gently pressing on it.
The advertising had increased, too, as the hour had turned later. It was already 2:00am and she was too wound up to sleep. She closed her eyes slightly and imagined that the girl on the TV was eating out her snatch; running her tongue through her pussy lips.
She was shocked out of her daydream and she reached to answer the phone. She hoped it was Tom, but doubted it since he was supposed to be staying out late with the guys tonight.
"Hello?" she said.
"Hi. We got disconnected so I thought I'd call you back." It was the same sultry female voice as before. Kelly was shocked and sat for a moment wondering what to do or say. She sounded so young.
"I'm sorry, you... you must have the wrong number."
"Oh, I have the right number all right. Don't you want to talk?" Kelly sat stunned, unable to form a reply. "Are you shy, baby? I like shy girls."
"N...no, I just don't remember making any calls." A loud female moan pierced the silence of the room from the TV. Kelly quickly looked up to see one of the lesbians screaming out her orgasm, her face tightly scrunched up in pleasure.
"Well, even if you didn't call me, I'm calling you now. I was hoping we could talk for a little bit. I'm feeling sooo lonely. You're up kind'a late too, aren't you?"
"I guess so. I was just watching some TV before bed."
