Randall Andersen was a very busy man, hustling through the Boston Hilton lobby in the early afternoon. He was dressed as usual in a three piece suit and tie, his shoes clicked on the polished marble floors as he made his way to the elevator. He reached it, the doors parted and he entered, pushing the button to get him to the fourth floor. The Muzak was unheard by him. Randall could feel himself tighten in anticipation of what would happen when he reached the fourth floor. He straightened his hair in the reflection of the elevator doors; he was a trim, very fit man of mid-50's though he looked younger and felt it too.
By the time he reached the fourth floor, he was bouncing on his toes. Gratefully, the elevator parted for him once again and he stepped into the cream-colored hallway. He headed left and was standing in front of Room 423 with the key in his hand, he was nervous. He had met this girl, woman on the Internet and then they had kept up contact over the phone. Soon he knew he wanted her and there was very little that was going to stop him. Money was no issue, he was a widowed investment banker, we just wanted something exciting in his life. Lotus was that. Her every word put him on edge, every time she said his name; he was between grateful ecstasy and ready to be hit over the knuckles with a ruler from Sister Mary Catherine from his school days. He just knew he had to have her once but hoped for many many more.
He smiled as he knocked softly, then entered the key in the lock, he heard a click and opened the door. He shut it, looked around the room with his hands still on the doorknob, he breathed out. He saw her in the bed, her light brown curly hair spilling onto the pillows and over it. She was facing the door, on her left elbow. She smiled and made a move for him not to move closer. Lotus was looking down at the form next to her, Randall grinned, she knew he liked to see her fucked and fucked hard. She was very nice to bring a friend, he thought as he quietly made his way to the leather chair next to the bar on the other side of the room. He took off his suit coat, tie and shoes in quick movements, then sat down. Opening the bar, he poured himself an couple of inches of scotch and took a good pull. He let the liquid relax him and sat to watch the scene on the bed.
Lotus was laying on her side, covered by sheets and the form next to her was waking up slowly. She made sweet little noises of encouragement in his ear and he popped out of the sheets to wrap his arms around her waist. Lotus blushed at this but didn't look for help. Randall noticed the kid had dark brown hair and was taller than she was; anyone could be taller than her, she was all of five feet and four inches. Still this kid would tower over her, he thought, she likes them tall and bigger than her. The kid was two hundred pounds maybe more and looked young. Randall was in a state of chagrin.
Kid slid his way up her small but curvy body and latched on to one of her large breasts, popping it in his mouth eagerly. She just rubbed his back and played with his hair and giggled. He was greedy and reached for the other one to suck them both at once. Lotus cried softly and he began to bring his hardening cock to bear on her, excited by the sounds.
Randall thought, he isn't the only one. His own cock was hardening in reaction to her pleasure. He could never stop himself from his reaction, she did it to him every time. He smiled and watched, taking another drink and filling the glass again.
The dark-haired kid was rather inexperienced as Randall had thought. He tried to arch his cock into her roughly, Lotus told him, no and laid him back against the mattress. He covered his eyes with his arm as she traced her tongue down his chest, his cock was tenting the sheets. She uncovered it and welcomed it with a kiss, a deep long slow kiss as her eyes met Randall's, he hardened more at the thought of her wanting to be watched. Her eyes closed as she opened her mouth to take his girth in, the dark-haired kid moaned slightly and bucked his hips to help her. She climbed on top of him to get a better angle, sitting on his chest and sucking his dick for Randall to see. Her breasts swayed with her head as she moved to engulf him, then expertly released him and licked his shaft. Randall had goosebumps for the kid and his cock was straining his pants now. Lotus stopped and smiled, waiting for him to release his cock before she continued. Randall unbuttoned his pants and pull his cock out for her to see, she licked her lips and continued on the cock she held in her hands. Randall let his hands lightly stroke his cock to full hardness as he thought about Lotus.
The kid was bucking on the bed, controlling it but wanting more. His hands had reached her ass and was rubbing it, holding it and spreading it out absentmindedly, his attention was on what was happening to his cock. His hands traveled up her spine and rubbed her back, then pulled her waist down. Lotus made a surprised sound as his tongue entered her pussy with abandon. He only knew he wanted it and knew generally what to do with it, Randall saw. She was having a time trying to concentrate with his tongue in her wet slit. She maintained her composure and began to shuttle his cock deep into her throat, taking him all the way to his balls, which was no little feat, the kid was sizable. As they worked themselves into a choir of cries and grunts, Randall grabbed his hardness and began to stroke in earnest, not wanting to be left out. His legs parted and he was breathing harder.
Lotus' eyes were closed as she pushed his cock deeper and deeper into her little rosebud mouth. His hands were creating red marks where he was holding down her pelvis so he could drown in her cream. Suddenly, he arched into the air like a fish out of water, burying his dick deep in her throat and coming hard into her. He disengaged himself from her dripping wet cunt only to cry loudly and breathe deeply, then he went back to her as she was close herself. Lotus pulled her mouth from his cock and milked it of every drop it had. She was done and sat up on the kid's face as Randall could see him licking her from beneath, he was terrorizing her with his tongue mercilessly. She rubbed her hands on her slick body, up under her massive breasts, down to her hairline but the kid slapped her away; it was his. Her eyes kept locked on Randall's and his hand was on his huge fitful cock. She cried and he didn't think he could get harder but he did, a drop of precum mounting his erection and slid down the side. Lotus was ready, he could tell from the sounds she made as she ground her hips into the kid's face. Finally, she cried hard and released herself, the kid took it happily. He licked up on the wetness she gave him and more. He slapped her on the thigh and she returned to laying next to him, spoon-like and he was preparing to get her from the back as the shower cut off and quiet assaulted the room.
"Fuck," they both muttered. Randall looked up amused, god she had been up to something, that little slut but he smiled openly with his hardness still cradled in his hand, pumping it lightly.
