A few minutes later Heather's Tahoe made its way past rows of empty parking spots as she wound her way to the wing of the roadside hotel in the back. Chris had told her earlier that since he was gone all night and generally slept much of the day he requested a room where there wouldn't be a lot of foot or vehicle traffic. Soon she saw the same work truck which had filled her driveway the evening before parked in an end spot. She parked her Tahoe next to it then looked-up to see Chris waving to her from the banister of the second story of the small hotel. Despite having a long night the previous night he was again dressed in a pair of crisp Levi's and another button-up shirt. His hair had a hint of hair gel in it, though he stood there wearing a pair of sandals.
Heather made her way up the stairs to where Chris was waiting. Any thoughts she had of this being an innocent visit were soon washed away as she and Chris engaged in a passionate kiss which left their tongues exchanging pleasantries as the moved as one into the room Chris kicked the door closed behind them.
Heather took a look around the basic hotel room as the two ate their sandwiches and talked about nothing in particular. It was a nice room with large bed in the center, a small desk off to one side and a small refrigerator next to that. Chris had a lap top set-up on the desk streaming music from a 90's rock station he liked on the Internet and a small back pack stowed beneath the desk.
There was no question about what was to come, as soon as they finished their lunch Chris swept their wrappers off the table and into a waiting trash can Heather stood-up and nervously straightened her purse on the small desk. She muttered something about maybe she ought to get going but as she turned around Chris was standing directly in front of her. Before she could say another word Chris pulled her close to him and kissed her with more passion then she'd ever thought possible, her hands instinctively caressed Chris's back as his explored her tits, quickly popping them out the top of her blouse. He then broke their embrace long enough to push her against the wall then took one of her swollen nipples in his mouth while teasing the other with his free hand. Heather threw her head back in pleasure, not quite ready to allow herself to turn herself over to this man but in no way ready to stop it and return to her boring, Soccer Mom existence. With that Heather became an active participant now busying herself with un-buttoning Chris's shirt and running her fingers through his chest hair. Soon Chris swept her up and playfully tossed her onto the bed on her back, he then made his way under her skirt, quickly removing and tossing her black thong panties across the room as he now began eating-out her pussy. This was a completely new experience for Heather as she had previously only been with her now ex-husband and he had never been willing to perform oral sex on her. Heather felt like a whole new world had been opened-up to her as Chris fucked her with his tongue Heather played with her nipples and became lost in the ecstasy of the moment, as her first orgasm of the day began washing over her.
Soon Chris's pants joined Heather's skirt, blouse and black lace bra on the floor as Heather now sat on the bed, on her knees sucking on Chris's cock as he stood next to the bed, one hand playing with her hair, the other flicking her nipples. Soon Chris spun Heather around and ran his cock along the swollen lips of her pussy. Heather was only wearing the garter belt and black stockings, she had never been fucked doggy style before and the moment was making her feel very slutty...And she liked it! With that Chris eased his cock into her waiting pussy; going slow at first he took his time building-up a rhythm soon she was matching his thrusts. Chris had both hands on Heather's hips guiding her sex into his, Heather had one hand working her clit harder than it had ever been worked before, soon she felt yet another orgasm beginning to wash over her this time though it shook her like she had never been shaken before. Heather had heard rumors of female ejaculation but didn't really think it existed until that moment when she began spraying her juices all over Chris's leg and the bed below. Completely spent she slipped off of Chris's cock and rolled onto her back on the bed, Chris didn't miss a beat as he tossed her stocking-clad legs over his shoulders and again slipped his cock into her now tired pussy. He knew it wouldn't take long; they were both covered in sweat, the small air conditioner in the room doing its best to keep the room cool Chris marveled at the way Heather's tits bounced as he rocked in and out of her pussy. Soon he felt his balls tighten as he pumped his seed into her pussy, not stopping until cum began trickling down her ass onto the floor.
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Heather awoke some time later. Her head was spinning, it was dark, the drapes were pulled over the window in the room and the clock on the nightstand said it was almost 7PM. Had it been a dream? No, it was quite obvious she'd had sex and she was still wearing the stockings, garter belt and nothing else as the rough sheets slid along her naked torso, her clothes were still on the floor though Chris was nowhere in the room. She looked to the nightstand where her phone was and found a note resting on top of it, it was from Chris. He apologized but said that he'd needed to leave for work a little earlier tonight and that she had looked so angelic sleeping he hadn't wanted to bother her. Heather collapsed back onto the bed, still clutching the note on her chest. As she drifted back to sleep she thought that she really needed to remember to call her Father and thank him for talking her into having dinner with one of his friends.
