Over the next few weeks, Marcus would text me at least twice a week. Sometimes it was more but never less. It got to the point where I knew what was going to happen when I got his message.
If he told me to meet him near a park or some back road, I knew I would be sucking his cock as he played with the plug in my ass. If he told me to come to his house or throw some blankets into the back of my SUV, I knew I was getting fucked.
In the beginning, when I would get his texts, I would tell myself I was doing it for Kevin. I would try to tell myself I was doing it for him. That I was justified as I was protecting Kevin.
It wasn't till I was nearing the meeting location that I would start to get mentally and physically excited. But after a while, the thought of Kevin wouldn't enter my mind. My pussy would start to salivate as soon as I read a message from Marcus telling me where and when to meet him.
It was midday on a Friday when my phone dinged with a message. I picked it up and saw I had received a message from Marcus's alias Mary. I was excited to open it up. Normally we didn't meet on Friday afternoons or the weekends unless it was very late at night.
The message said to meet him at a hotel that was in the next town just east of us in around 9:30 in the morning on Saturday. It was the first time meeting him on the weekend and at a hotel. I couldn't help but fantasize about what was in store for me.
The anticipation went away when I realized I may have to see Kevin before I left. I started running through different options in my mind. I decided that keeping it simple would be the easiest thing to do. I would just tell him I was going to supervise the contractors.
When that was settled, I had to decide what to wear. I spent most of the afternoon looking through my closet. I knew chances were good that Kevin would be up when I left so I knew it had to look work appropriate. I also knew Marcus would want something sexy.
After a half hour I decided on a skirt that went to just above my knees, some pantyhose underneath with a guarded belt to hold them up. I went with a dark blue blouse as it would hide the lingerie under it. I decided on a white, lacy bra and panties that looked really good with the stockings. The panties also showed off my ass.
On Saturday morning, I woke up early and started getting ready. I put my hair up in a bun, put a little make up on, but not a lot.
When I was finally ready, I stopped and looked in my full length mirror. I smiled at how hot and sexy I looked. My smile faltered as I realized I looked too hot and to sexy to be going to work.
I quickly put a sweater on over my blouse. I replaced my skirt with some dress pants. When I looked back in the mirror, I looked more work appropriate and less sexy. I was a little disappointed, but I folded up my skirt and put it in my purse. I figured I could change in the car when I got to the hotel.
I was relieved with my choice to change when I opened my bedroom door. I could hear Kevin in the kitchen. I took a deep breath and headed down. I already knew what I was going to say but was afraid he would see through my lie.
Thankfully I was wrong. He believed me when I said I had to go supervise some contractors for the day. I let out a sigh of relief when I closed the garage door and got into my car. I did feel guilty, but it didn't stop me from turning the car on and pulling out of the driveway.
When I got a few blocks from the house, I pulled over. I quickly took out my phone and sent Marcus a message saying I was leaving. I quickly looked around to make sure no one was around. I then took my skirt out of my purse. I maneuvered around in the front seat to take my pants off and pulled the skirt on.
I couldn't help but let out a soft moan. All the movement on the seat cause the plug in my ass to move around. I was still shocked at how good it felt. I also enjoyed how naughty it felt to be walking around the grocery story with a plug in my ass and no one knowing.
I started driving and getting more excited with each passing moment. Butterflies started moving in my stomach when I pulled into the hotel. It wasn't the nicest one I had been to but didn't expect a 5 star resort. After all Marcus was still a high school student.
One thing I was glad about was each room had an entrance from the outside. I didn't have to go through the lobby and be seen by the staff.
I parked my car and then sent Marcus a message saying I was there. As I waited for the response, I felt myself getting more and more excited. Finally, we had a chance to really enjoy ourselves and take our time. And thoroughly enjoy each other.
I was so lost in my thoughts and feelings that I nearly jumped when my phone dinged. It was Marcus with the room number. I looked around and spotted the room at the end corner on the bottom floor.
I smiled at the room choice as I moved my car to be closer. It reduced the chance of someone hearing anything from either the other rooms or from walking by.
I got out of my car and started to walk to the room. I had to intentionally walk at a normal pace. I wanted to get things started right away.
When I got to the door, I saw that the bolt was holding the door open. I took a deep breath and gently started to push the door open.
Marcus was lying on the bed in his usual tank top and basketball shorts. He was on his phone. When he saw me enter, he looked up and smiled at me.
"There's my favorite Milf!" Marcus said as he sat up and moved to the edge of the bed to stand up.
Just as I was about to answer, I heard a noise from the back of the room. I looked over where the bathroom was to see another man walking out. I immediately recognized him as another one of Kevin's bullies and Marcus's best friend. It was Davis.
"What the hell is this?!?" I said as I looked back at Marcus.
"It isn't what you think." Marcus said. "You see, Davis here wants to get into music videos, and movies. So, I figured he could get some experience."
"Experience doing what?" I angrily said as I crossed my arms. "You expect me to allow him to not only watch but record everything that happens?!"
"Yeah." Marcus said with a smile as he walked over towards me. "I saw how much you loved watching yourself in the mirror in your bedroom."
I couldn't help but blush. I didn't want to admit it, but Marcus was right I glanced over at Davis to see him smiling as he looked me up and down.
"You swore to me that no one else would never know!" I said as I turned back to Marcus.
"Don't worry." Marcus said as he walked over to me. "Davis can and will keep his mouth shut." He put his hand on my shoulder. "And he is just here to make the video. He won't do anything else. "We did hook up everything to the TV so you will be able to watch everything."
"I don't know about this, Marcus." I started to say.
"Don't worry. We will delete the video when we are done. I don't want to share it. I want you all to myself." Marcus said. "Just act like he isn't even here."
"You do look hot in this outfit. I had brought you something to wear, but this is better." Marcus said as he started to slide his hand down my arm. "I can't wait to see what you have underneath."
His hand moved from my forearm to the side of my stomach. His hand started to make its way up my body. When his hand neared the bottom of my chest, he started to move it toward the center of my body. The top of his hands started to brush against the bottom of my breast as he continued to move it up. He extended his thumb and brushed it against my nipple.
It still shocked he how easily Marcus was able to turn me on and lose all sense of self. I took a shacky breath in as soon as he started to touch my nipple. My head tilted back involuntarily, opening myself up to him.
I knew I was losing myself yet again. My body was on fire with lust before I walked into the room. With his touching my breast, he was turning that fire into an inferno. I moan escaped my lips as both hands moved across my breasts.
I felt a tug on my shirt, and I instantly knew he was undoing my blouse. I almost pushed my chest out towards him in encouragement. I also wished he had ripped the blouse open to go faster.
"God damn!" Marcus said once my blouse was completely undone. He roughly grabbed them and started to rub them over my bra.
"There are my favorite pair of tits!" Marcus continued. "I had brought you something to wear but you look hot in this white lacy bra. Guess you will have to wear it next time!"
"Mmmm!" I moaned.
"Damn, those are hot!" Davis said.
My eyes snapped open as I remembered Davis was in the room. He was standing a little behind and to the side. He was looking down at his phone. I looked past him to see the TV.
There on the screen were my breasts in all their glory. It was zoomed in so you could see my aureole hiding behind the lace. You could just make out much hard nipples pointing throw the fabric. As I watched, Marcus's black finger moved across the fabric. My body shuddered to the touch and seeing it on the screen amplified it.
"Don't worry." Marcus said as I turned to look up at him. He put his hand on my shoulder and gently started to press down. "I know what you want."
I didn't resist. I slowly lower myself down to my knees. When I was down, I moved closer to Marcus as I slid my hands up the sides of his thighs. When my fingers brushed his waist band, I moved them towards the front.
I don't know if I was playing to the camera or just letting the anticipation build, but I didn't pull down his shorts right away. I grabbed the draw sting and slowly started to pull it slowly. I looked up at Marcus to see him smiling down at me.
I bit my lip as I pulled his shorts down. Slowly, his hardening shaft started to be exposed. I kept my eyes locked on him. Even when I felt the pressure against his shorts loosen and knew he was completely exposed, I stared into his eyes.
I continued to look at his eyes as I lowered my body down. I pushed his shorts down to his feet. Marcus lifted one leg up and stepped out, then did with the other. Our eyes never left each other.
I put my hands on the back of his calves and started to move them up. When they touched the back of his knees, my hands kept moving up and I started to sit up. He was smiling down at me, and I smiled back up at him.
As my head moved up and closer, my smile disappeared as I slowly opened my mouth. I continued to open it as I moved closer and closer. Everything seemed to be going and slow motion. My eyes were locked on Marcus's. Another moment passed before I felt my lips touching his head.
