Davis Travers and Sarah Lockridge weren't the typical couple to take one of the rooms at the Motel 6 outside Danvers. If the walls could talk they would surely tell you about many married couples who have made love on the beds in room 2110. They would surely emphasize the fact that not all the married men and women were necessarily married to each other. But unlike some couples who came to enjoy the anonymous shelter of a motel room, where married women and married men could violate their marriage vows, Davis and Sarah did not intend to fornicate. Indeed they were hardly strangers. The Traverses and the Lockridges were neighbors and good friends.
Davis and Sarah are in their forties, that age when much of your social circle revolves around the friends of your children. Thus the two families had been getting together for barbecues and such ever since they met in first grade some five years ago.
Bill Travers and Sam Lockridge, both age 10 were best friends and spent every afternoon at one or the other's house. When little-league came along, they tried out and made the same team. Together they made a strong Short-stop -- First baseman pair and helped their little league team make the State playoffs.
Thats how Davis and Sarah ended up at the Motel 6 outside Danvers. They were here to support their children's efforts and naturally shared the ride. Why they were at the same Motel was no accident, but the same room was. It seems the State championships coincided with a Shriner's convention and a few other late summer events to fully book the available rooms within the Danvers area. The Motel Six, by chance, had a room, but one with only one bed.
The children were taken care of, having been hosted in the local college dormitory. But Chaperone's and spectators were on their own.
Davis and Sarah were close enough friends that they figured they could handle the awkward rooming situation. They even laughed about it together with their spouses back home over the same phone line. Davis offered to sleep on the floor, but Sarah told him to stop being silly. There was plenty of room in the King Size bed.
Fortunately, Sarah had packed a conservative set of pajamas, similar to a male's set with flannel pants and a button down flannel shirt that toned down the prominence of her large round breasts. Davis hadn't planned on wearing any pajamas, but his boxer shorts were loose enough and together with a fairly long T-shirt, he felt he could keep his large cock from drawing attention. They got into bed, pulled up the covers and watched a movie on TV, then turned off the lights and went to sleep.
Or so they thought.
Davis couldn't sleep. Sarah was an incredibly attractive dirty blond with a cute face and Rubinesque curves. Her large breasts were a fantasy for him, having never dated anyone other than girls with a sporty build. Even without a woman next to him to arouse sexual thoughts, Davis was used to ejaculating before going off to sleep. Sometimes it involved fucking his wife, Amy and sometimes he took care of business alone. But to be put into a situation where he wanted to have sex but couldn't was as unfamiliar as it was difficult. Quietly, slowly, subtly, his right hand reached into the open fly of his boxers and played with his penis. Perhaps Sarah wouldn't wake up.
But Sarah was a light sleeper and wasn't even sure she'd fallen asleep when she became aware of the other side of the bed slightly shaking. It took her a minute to realize what was going on, but her husband Larry was a masturbator and often jerked himself off next to her if she was in her period or not in the mood for sex. But Sarah was rarely not in the mood for sex, and knowing Davis was rubbing himself right next to her turned her on.
"What's good for the goose is good for the gander," she thought, "and even vis versa". So Sarah slipped one hand under the waistband of her pajamas and one between the buttons on her shirt to pinch a nipple. Perhaps because her pajamas were so conservative, she'd chosen to go with out panties, and just as well. She wouldn't have been able to get both fingers into her twat with two waistbands to contend with.
Davis wasn't going to cum. He had a nice hard on, but to really get off he would have to lie on his back and begin pounding. That would surely give him away. And now he wasn't completely certain that Sarah was asleep. She was making light snoring sounds, but could that be heavy breathing?
"Sarah? You asleep?" He tested the waters.
Sarah stopped rubbing her clit immediately and lay still. Should she respond? Would she give herself away? She said nothing.
Davis rolled over onto his back and made himself more comfortable. He turned to his right to look at Sarah, but in the dark could barely make out the back of her head. Sarah could almost feel herself being watched and tried her hardest not to move. Would Davis note the strange angle of her leg under the sheet, held up to make room for her probing hand? For now she left her fingers in her pot, but didn't dare move. Not, at least, until she felt the mattress bouncing again ever so lightly as Davis stroked his Johnson.
Davis was sure Sarah was asleep, but still didn't want to risk waking her, so he stroked himself slowly. One hand inside his shorts, cupped his balls while the other stroked his stiff member slowly. He could feel himself getting worked up and knew he could ejaculate soon.
Sarah had brought herself to orgasm. It was a little one, and she was able to stifle her moans. But now she was even more horny and wide awake. She was desperate to see what Davis was getting up to. Amy had let it slip once that Davis had an exceptional cock, long and thick, and Sarah didn't want to miss an opportunity to see if she wasn't lying.
Faking a yawn, Sarah rolled over onto her back. She made sure to keep her eyes shut and added some sniffling sounds to assure Davis that she was in dream land. Davis was startled by Sarah's sudden shift, and froze where he was, rock-hard dick in hand. Staring at Sarah through the dark, he reassured himself that she was indeed asleep. Then he noticed that the buttons on her top had opened up and he could see half a nipple on one of her round breasts. Little did he know how the buttons had opened or why the nipple was erect, but the image helped him decide to continue stroking his stiff member. Only now he would do so in earnest.
When the mattress began shaking again, Sarah opened her eyes. It was her chance to see Davis's cock, and she was glad she'd looked. Only she hadn't figured Davis would be staring at her. He saw her eyes open and quickly turned over to the fetal position he'd started out the night in.
Davis's heart was beating heavily. Blood was rushing through his head. His right hand squeezed his hard-on hard and he held himself as still as an animal caught in a car's headlights. Had she noticed? Was he sure he'd seen her eyes open? Maybe it was part of a dream? He didn't dare move.
Sarah couldn't believe how beautiful Davis's hard-on was or how stupid she was for startling him so. Now she wouldn't get to see it, nor would she get to see it squirt, which would have been very exciting to see. If she feigned sleep would he go at it again? Would he feel awkward in the morning. Suddenly she thought back to one of the first time's she'd had casual sex outside of any relationship. She'd been with a young professor at college. She wasn't in his course and there was no ethical issue to grapple with, just two adults who'd suddenly found themselves at the comfortable end of one too many drinks.
"It's funny how educated adults behave sometimes, isn't it?" He'd begun. "We both know we're going to go home now and masturbate in order to relieve the tension. We also both know there is no chance of a romantic relationship between us. Yet the prospect of helping each other to sexual satisfaction, while incredibly exciting, scares us off."
Laughing inside at the memory, Sarah wondered if it was really his logic or his deep silky voice that led her to bend her knees and suck his cock. But it was a pleasant memory of some decent sex with no emotional strings attached. Didn't Davis deserve the same? Amy would understand. And she'd probably never find out.
"Davis?" no reply. "Are you asleep?"
Sarah waited a moment, but there was still no answer. She knew he was awake, wide awake. She could feel the tension in his body and knew he was frozen emotionally. She would have to make the first move.
"Did I catch you jerking off?" She said with as broad a smile as she could put into her voice. She even added a little giggle, trying to put him at ease.
"I think I saw a stiff cock." She added seductively and sidled over to spoon next to Davis. Her ample breasts, now exposed from her pajama top pressed into his back and her right hand reached over to replace his on his heavy member. "Well what do we have here?"
Davis hesitated a moment, but then got out of bed. He stood next to the bed with his turgid cock extending out in front of him, holding up his lengthy t-shirt. Sarah had to laugh, and her giggles got to him as well.
"Sarah," Davis began between chuckles, "what are we doing?"
"Well, you were jerking off, and I was jerking off, and then I came and almost nodded off, but you started pounding harder!"
"You were jerking off?"
"Well, in my case, it was more rubbing than jerking, but yes."
"And you came?!"
"Well, a small one, quietly."
"Okay, so I'm less embarrassed."
"How could you be embarrassed with a cock like that?!"
"Sarah, stop, I don't want to go any further."
"Sure you do."
"No, I don't, I would love to have sex and, yes, I'm horny, but I'm not screwing up my marriage and yours just because we ended up in the same room by accident."
"I'm a lucky girl, to have such a noble bed partner."
"Don't tell me you cheat on Larry."
"No, I don't. You're right. I really do mean it that I'm lucky. And I'm glad we got this out of the way. I'm sorry I touched you. I didn't mean to offend. Come back to bed, we have a busy day tomorrow."
Davis got back into bed, his dick now hanging limply through the fly in his shorts.
"Davis?"
"Yes."
"Would it be okay if I got myself off again? I like to cum hard and I was trying to hide it before."
Davis chuckled but added, "Yes, and maybe I'll pound my meat as well, just to be able to fall asleep."
