Day Four, Alex
Today would be trickier. I knew my sore ridden pussy would still need to be fucked tonight and again tomorrow. I wasn't used to getting reamed multiple times by cock in a night. And I already had been rammed six times in three days.
My story today was my husband couldn't knock me up because of impotency and I needed to get laid to get pregnant. Truly, I couldn't think of any other story. My husband had brought me to the hotel hoping some good looking stud would eventually knock me up. I wasn't to come home unless my cunt was filled with spunk.
I didn't have to dress too sexily.
Tonight I wore fairly conservative clothes and some nice fragrance. I looked like a young library attendant. Choosing the Marriott I positioned myself in a quiet booth in the lounge and sat and read my book.
After sipping a few drinks I intentionally got up and brushed accross a gentleman on my way to the Lady's.
I shyly said "hi" making sure to bashfully look down towards the floor.
Minutes after I returned to my booth he casually came over and apologized. Asking if he could join me for a few minutes, I nervously removed my Wal-Mart glasses and said shyly "Well I guess that's fine."
After some casual introductions I got down to business.
"Listen." I said quietly.
"My husband wants me to find a man who would sleep with me and fill me with a baby."