On a recent trip to California I ran into a friend of my husband on the flight out. We managed to sit together in first class, so the flight was quite enjoyable. Tom is a college friend of my husband Bill and he was quite charming. During the five hour flight we had quite a few cocktails. When we got to LA I was smashed. Thankfully Tom had a car and driver waiting. He insisted I stay at his hotel, a significant upgrade from my airport motel. He made a twenty second phone call and arranged a suite for me at the same price of my dump. So far this trip was working out nicely.
When we got to the hotel the doorman took care of our bags and Tom and I went to the bar for a nightcap. By the time the bartender had placed the Margarita in front of me I had lost my desire and told Tom I was going to get to my room before I collapsed. He signed for the drinks and escorted me to the elevator. He gave me a kiss on the cheek and said he would call me the day after next for dinner.
Before the door closed he held it open and said he had something which might take the edge off, He flashed a joint out of his pocket and knowing it would lead to trouble I followed him out of the elevator anyway. We found a quiet place outside near the pool. He warned me it was exceptionally good weed. After we each took two drags, he knocked the light off and put the roach in a pack of cigarettes.
By the time I walked back into the bright lobby I was nearly hallucinating. Tom was holding me up as we made it to the elevators. Pot makes me extremely horny and before we reached the 19th floor my tongue was in Tom's mouth and my hand was rubbing an impressive cock through his pants. We barely made it inside his door before our mouths and hands were all over each other.
He stopped kissing me and held my arms firmly, looking directly into my eyes he told me I must be sure I wanted to do this. I responded by firmly grabbing his zipper, pulling it down and removing his big hard cock, similar to my husband's it was nicely thick. I dropped to my knees and licked his dick nice and wet, and then I took him in my mouth. I only occasionally suck my husband's cock, but with the three lovers I've had since being married, I can't seem to suck enough.
I started to work the underside of his shaft with my tongue and began milking his cock with my hand. He stopped again and pulled his cock from my mouth.
Tom asked me to take my wedding ring off before we proceeded further. He got a glass from the desk and I placed my wedding band and engagement ring in it and set it on the nightstand. He took off his shirt and let his pants fall to the floor.
I pulled off my top and unzipped my skirt and stepped out of it with the my half slip. He told me to leave my bra, pantyhose, panties, and heels on.
