I had gotten married and like my husband I went to work for his father at his small agricultural equipment firm. It wasn't a difficult job. Te pay wasn't great but our combined salaries gave us a lot more money had I not become a secretary. One January my father in law had a great business deal on the other side of the country and I had to accompany him. The deal went well and we were both happy that the company was about to secure a big order.
However the weather was becoming worse and we wondered if our flight would leave. It did take off but within an hour we were diverted to a middle of nowhere small town that I had never even heard of. Being part of such a small company we were flying coach and the airline had no responsibility to find us anywhere to stay even though we would have to spend at least one night there. My father in law, Bob, was very careful with his money too so didn't want to spend big money, as he put it, on a Holiday Inn or similar type of hotel.
He excused his miserliness by saying that they were probably all booked up. So we hailed a cab outside and asked to be taken to a small, cheap hotel or motel. The driver confirmed our fears that almost everywhere would be full due to the number of diverted and cancelled flights but he did know of one place that might have vacancies. As we drew up to the hotel there was no question that it was cheap. Across the road was a truck stop, where even though it was freezing, hookers were plying their trade.
The hotel itself was called 'Hotel Magic' and was displayed in huge red neon letters. Beneath the name, in red neon letters too was the sentence 'where dreams become reality'. I thought that either the hotel had been built in more optimistic days or someone had a sense of humour, as it was a dive that didn't look as if it had ever seen better days. As we got out of the cab a woman was being taken inside by two men. By her thigh high boots and short skirt she had to be a prostitute.
We waited as the three of them check in and I noticed how big her breasts were and how heavily made up she was. When we came to check in the clerk told us that there was just one room left and it had one bed. It wasn't as if we had a choice in the matter. The night was cold and this was the only hotel in town with any rooms at all. I had never been inside a room like it before. The light didn't work, but since the window had a huge red neon letter outside we hardly needed one but it gave the room the air of being as sleazy as the hotel was.
There was a smell in the room of sweat and stale sperm that not even my profuse spraying of perfume could get rid of. There were also several used condoms that proved just what the room had been used for. If that were no enough proof then the sounds coming through the paper-thin wall cast all doubt aside. As we undressed in that red lighted room the woman we had seen earlier was giving those two men their moneys worth and we could clearly hear what they were saying and doing next door. I got down to my silk camisole and panties and climbed into bed as I heard the woman moaning loudly. Then my father in law, dressed only in his boxers climbed into bed.
"Fuck her, fuck her pussy man. You know she wants get fucked real hard" said the man next door. "Oh yeah, fuck my cunt. Give me your cock." We heard everything as we lay there. I lay on my side, away from the man next to me and tried my best to fall asleep. It was impossible as we listened to them humping so loudly. I pictured her on her knees with one guy fucking her from behind, her heavy breasts swinging as she sucked on the other man's cock.
I felt Bob come up behind me, his erection pressing my back through his boxers. "Fuck her. She wants to get fucked." I tried to put those dirty thoughts out of my mind but they were there to stay. Bob's hand swept up my thigh and across to my belly. His mouth sought out my neck as his hand slipped under the camisole to cup my breast. I murmured 'no' but she cried out "Yes, fuck me. I want your cock." Bob licked my ear and gently twisted my now erect nipple.
'No' I said again but I heard "Yes" next door and in my mind. As he nibbled my earlobe I lightly moaned and felt his hand drift down my stomach toward my panties. As his hand went inside them his fingers sought out my pussy. As a finger slipped between my sopping wet pussy lips my cunt opened up like a flower and I heard her cry out "I'm so fucking wet, fuck me, fuck my cunt." I turned over, I needed to fuck, it was all too much for me. Our mouths met and our tongues wrestled as we ravenously kissed.
