Terrie was anxious to get on the road to pick up her online friend, Mark from the Houston airport. She had been waiting for months to meet up with him and head to their Ghost Hunting rendezvous in Austin. She and Mark were amateur paranormal investigators. This was their hobby and their passion. Both were married and this was strictly to be an opportunity to do some serious investigating with someone else who shared their passion.
Mark's plane landed early and he was waiting for her outside of the baggage claim area at Terminal C. His bald head seemed to sparkle in the early morning light. Terrie pulled up to the curb and hit the button to open the trunk and got out of the car. Mark said, "Hey, I was beginning to worry."
Terrie said, "Damn fog was thick this morning. I had to go slow, "as she closed the trunk where Mark had just deposited his luggage for the weekend.
They both returned to the front seats of the car and Terrie was happy. She was always happy when she was ghost hunting or just chatting about ghost hunting with Mark online.
Terrie lived in a small town outside of Houston and Mark lived in Oregon. This was the 2nd time they had met for their investigations into the paranormal. The first time, a year prior, Terrie had traveled to Oregon and they had investigated a restaurant near Mark's home. That had gone well and both were happy they finally had met each other in person.
The trip to Austin took about 3 hours and the time was passed with two friends catching up in person. They both chatted almost every night online about ghost hunting and online gaming, but actual interaction with her best friend made Terrie feel very happy. Mark understood and appreciated her interests much more than her husband of 18 years, Jerry. She loved her husband very much, but Mark really understood her passions.
When they finally found their hotel in Austin, they checked in and headed to their respective rooms. They were to meet later to scope out Austin as neither had ever been there previously. Terrie didn't want to be late for their appointments with the "Sketti Wharehouse" to do their investigation, but she wanted to take a shower and a quick nap so she would be fresh for the investigation that night.
She started her bath and stripped her clothes. She was exhausted from a marathon sex session with her husband the night before and then getting up early to get Mark from the airport. She ran the bath as hot as it would go and finally settled into the tub hoping it would relieve some of the aches and pains she developed the night before when her husband twisted her into unnatural positions the night before. She smiled as she closed her eyes remembering how kinky Jerry had been. He normally was a lick and bang type of guy, but last night, he was especially aroused and paid special attention to all of her needs.
Thinking about the night before, she felt her clit tingling. Terrie put one finger on her button and electricity shot up her body. She slowly began rubbing herself and placed one finger in her cunt. The hot water and the memories from the previous night eased her tension and she began to masturbate with more intensity. Right before she was about to come, a knock came on the hotel door.
Startled, she pulled her finger out of her pussy and let out a little yelp. "Hello, can I help you," she said to the closed door.
"Terrie?" It was Mark.
"Hold on, I'll be right there," she quickly dried off and wrapped a towel around her nude body before answering the door.
Mark stood at the door and stared at Terrie's voluptuous body. The towel left very little for the imagination. Terrie clasped it in the front, causing her 38 D breasts to push out the top like they were two plump cantaloupes about to burst. He quickly gained his composure and said he would come back later.
"Nonsense, " she said. I was just taking a bath. I'll get some clothes. Come on in."
Mark blushed and then obliged. He walked in and sat in the chair beside the bed. Terrie couldn't help noticing that he had a raging hard on. Terrie had never thought of Mark in a sexual way, but he had just interrupted herself gratification session and he did have one heck of a bulge in his pants. She needed gratification and she needed it now.
Terrie's husband had many times suggested and even begged her to have sex with other men. This was some strange fetish he had for years, but she had never acted on it. She had never had the desire to fuck someone else prior to this moment.
Terrie decided this would be it. She was horny. Mark was hard. Jerry wanted it to happen. What other sign did she need?
She quickly realized that Mark may not want to cheat on his wife. She decided to step back and slow down a bit. If he made the first move, she'd willingly participate. Terrie decided a little teasing would be a good test.
She asked him if he wanted something to drink and he said that he was thirsty. Terrie slowly walked to the mini bar, opened it, and took out a small bottle of water. She opened it and offered it to him. In the process, she let the bottom of the towel come open slightly. Enough that she knew if he was looking, he'd get a glimpse of her freshly shaven pussy.
He was looking and did get a good glimpse. Terrie stared intently at him as she gave him the water to see if she could get a reaction. Mark's bulge in his pants twitched and a bead of sweat appeared on his brow.
This was a promising sign and the thought of another man, not her husband, staring at her cunt, caused Terrie to instantly want him inside her. She still didn't' want to make the "first" move. She then turned as to go to the bathroom and let the towel fall completely off of her damp, nude, body. "Oops, I lost my towel," she said as she stooped to pick it up.
Mark leaned down and grabbed the towel before she could. He wadded it up and threw it across the room. "You won't be needing that," he said as he grabbed her, leaned her back, and quickly placed his mouth over hers. He deeply kissed her, thrusting his tongue in her mouth and quickly found her clit with his right hand. Terrie gasped and immediately grinded her pussy down on his probing hand.
"Fuck me", she said when he pulled away from her.