Things were going so beautiful.
We tried to play closer to home, but we were still afraid someone would see us, and rumors would start. I imagine the neighbors were wondering why we took so many weekend trips, but until asked, we weren't going to be concerned.
We learned of swing clubs in Dayton, Columbus, Knoxville, and Nashville but decided to wait to go that route.
We decided to go back to Louisville and the Holiday Inn. The weather was still cooperating, so we went early Friday afternoon and thought maybe I could tan at the hotel's pool.
We got to the hotel around 3 pm, unpacked. After a kiss and a little foreplay, I put on a very brief white bikini of which I had removed the lining my 4-inch red heels, grabbed a towel, and left for the pool. If all goes well, a dip in the pool and getting out will result in an almost sheer suit.
I wasn't surprised to find a couple with two children, screaming and throwing water. There was another couple, alone, and a man and woman who didn't appear to be with each other. So much for a dip.
The pool was small and with probably ten loungers and a couple of tables with four chairs at each. I found a lounger as far away from the noise and children I could find. Wearing my sunglasses allowed me to scan the other guests.
I was closest to the couple, in a curve of the pool, and at a right angle to them. He was lying back, appearing to be napping, she was reading a magazine. I laid the towel down, turned, and sat on the edge of the lounger. I began to apply tanning oil on my arms and moved down my body ending on my legs. Only then did I remove my heels. I stood up again, positioned my lounger to the sun, and sat down.
I applied another hand full of oil my chest, this time making sure I allowed my fingers to slip inside my bikini top. When finished, I laid back and began to sun.
I began to look around to see if I had attracted anyone's attention. The fellow who was napping and his lady friend were watching me.
The lone woman started to retrieve her items and was leaving.
I closed my eyes and began to think about what might happen later in the evening. My boobs started to tingle with the idea of seducing another man. Looking down, I saw my nipples were responding to my thoughts. The top, unlined, was showing my 'pokies' to anyone who was watching.
After 15 or so minutes, I again applied more oil to my stomach, this time pushing down my bikini bottoms to where my tan line was exposed. And of course, I had to adjust my leg openings a little. Drawing them up, I was causing the crotch to slip tighter, I knew my always protruding labia lips were in a bundle against my pussy.
By this time, the only ones still at the pool were the single guy and the couple. Thank goodness the screaming kids had left.
Sitting up, I untied my top and adjusted the cups down to within a few inches of my nipples.
I looked over at the guy and seeing he was watching, I smiled. He smiled back. He appeared to be in his late thirties, fairly well-tanned, and showed a wedding ring. He was meeting all the requirements so far.
We exchanged glances a couple of more times, and then, finally, he stood up and came over to me. As he approached, I shifted to give him enough room to sit on the edge of my lounger. My sunglasses still hide my eyes so I could appraise his 'package.' Nice!
I sat up and had to catch my top from falling even further.
We exchanged names and other worthless information for a few minutes. Tony finally got around to asking if I was staying at the hotel. I told him I was, again, using the story of having an ' arriving' husband coming in on a flight.
He said he was a salesman, stopping for the evening, and on the way to meet clients in Evansville on Monday. Good. He had a room. I didn't want to have to make up an excuse for not being able to go to mine.
As he was sitting with me, I looked over at the couple. Both were watching me. I wondered if they thought I was 'a lady of the evening' playing a mark, or if I was just a slut? Let me think about that later.
As Tony, my new guy talked, he slides his hand over to my thigh. Showing no resistance, Tony began to take liberties with his hand. He began to run his fingers over my thigh. I, in response, laid my hand on his leg and ran a fingernail up even further.
He said he was going up to his room and asked if I wanted to come up with him for a drink? 'Of course,' I said.
He stood and waited for me to gather my various items. My last move was to retie my top. With the towel and oil in hand, I removed my sunglasses and looked over to the couple. I winked. Yep, I am going to get fucked. I bet their minds were going nuts.
Slipping on my heels, I walked toward the hotel's door. Tony was following, probably watching my ass. I opened the door and began to walk toward the elevators. Tom knew my intentions when I went down to the pool, so I didn't need to contact him.
Tony pushed the button to his floor, one below ours, and we entered the car. As the door closed, I moved over to him and cupped his balls and cock. We kissed until we heard the elevator open.
As we entered his room, he touched my shoulder and moved to turn me toward him. He grabbed my breast and began to kiss me, openmouthed. c I reached down and up his suit's leg to find his cock. Thick and growing.
He untied my top, and I unhooked the back. My nipples were like thimbles! Hard enough to cut glass. Tony dipped his head and began to suck on the right one. I released his tool and began to push his trunks down. Once below his knees, he kicked them off.
