I had 22 messages in my inbox as headed away from the park. I didn't realize that I had inquired on so many ads. As I got back on the main road I started cycling through them. I thought I would be ready to go home. That this was out of my system, but I couldn't. I wasn't done yet. That was too easy. Now there were all these other encounters just waiting to happen.
I pulled over and cycled through the replies. I replied back to a couple of men and then to the woman looking for someone to be with her husband. After a minute of waiting, I set up to meeting another man. The first one I had seen with the great body. His emails were very flirty and I liked him already. As I neared the hotel he asked me to come to he sent me a message:
Before you get here. Are you open to me having a friend here too?
I hurriedly typed my reply:
Pic?
A quick reply revealed another good looking body and a cock. I smiled as I looked at it.
"Why not?" I muttered to myself as I replied back. The taste of the last guy was still in my mouth and I was only more excited now.
I pulled into the hotel parking lot, glanced at the time then headed in. It was a very nice hotel, one that I had never thought I would go to. I felt a little out of place walking through the lobby in yoga pants and a tank top, but I acted as nonchalant as I could. Maybe I just looked like I had worked out? What did they know?
I got into the elevator and went to the 12th floor. Several other guests rode with me and glanced next to me and froze. Someone from the church was almost right beside me. He was an older gentleman-one of the elders.
What is he doing here?
I put my head down and looked away.
The elevator dinged on the 10th floor and he walked out without looking back. I didn't think he had seen me.
I stepped out onto the 12th floor and stopped. My mood was ruined. I had almost been caught. I took a deep breath and looked at the mirror in the hallway. What was I doing here? What would I have said if he recognized me? I was supposed to be at the church with my husband helping supervise his daughter.
I glanced at my phone:
Are you still coming?
I turned around and hit the button on the elevator. I couldn't do this. I was lucky. I opened the email to reply and accidently hit the attachments again with my thumb. There they were. The pics of what was waiting for me. I sighed. I thought about the man at the park. His grateful desperation.
I was shaking.
The elevator door opened. I looked up in shock and was relieved that it was empty. I looked back down the hall. I had come this far. I needed to see this through.
With new resolve I walked down the hall and stopped at the room. I knocked and waited, listening to the muffled voices on the other end. The door opened and I almost gasped. Attached to the gorgeous body was the gorgeous face of a 3o-something man with a pretty smile.
"C.S?" He asked.
I nodded and stepped in after him.