Frank switched the tv to mute and looked at the clock, it was 11:19 pm. He was bored, stuck in this shitty motel room with nothing to do and nowhere to go. He was in town on business and didn't really know the area well enough to find a good bar to try and score from. He flipped open his laptop and started casually searching the web, idly contemplating seeing if there were any escorts in the area.
He was browsing a fairly dubious looking add when his phone beeped. Picking it up he saw a text from Sara asking him what he was doing. Frank had met her online in a discussion group a few years back and they'd been chatting since then. At first it was just online, but then it progressed to texting and the occasional video chat.
Eventually their chats became more sexual in nature, and few times they had masterbated with each other on video chat. Frank opened up his pic files on his laptop, a few times when she'd been drunk she'd sent him nude selfies. Sara was 23, with green eyes and brown hair with blonde highlights. Looking at her pics, Frank savored her body, slim and petite, with nice perky B-cup breasts that had large pink areolas and pert little nipples.
He texted her back stating that he was bored. After a few messages it was clear Sara was horny so Frank casually mentioned that he was close by, only about an hour away from where she lived. Almost immediately after sending that text her reply came back OMG really? where u staying?
Frank replied with the name of his motel, and the room number, then added Want to come by and try the Older Man Experience? from their previous conversations he knew Sara had a long running fantasy about older men. A few minutes later Sara replied I'm on my way see u in a bit k?
Frank assured her he'd be here waiting. Feeling energized, Frank stood up and took stock of the room, he hadn't really expected her to say yes to meeting. He realized there was no alcohol, so he grabbed his jacket and left the room. He remembered seeing a liquor store a few blocks from the hotel.
20 minutes later he was back in the room. He unscrewed the cap on the bottle of whiskey he'd bought and then took the pack of condoms out and put it on the night stand. He hated the things, but every time he'd talked to Sara about fucking she'd always been adamant about using a condom.
Frank settled in to wait, wondering if she'd just been cock teasing him. He was about to fix himself another drink when his phone rang, he saw Sara's number on the call ID. He answered it quickly. It sounded like she was on the road, "Hey which exit is it to where you are? is it 31 or 34?" Frank glanced out the window where he could see the sign, "Take 31, then it'll be on your left after the light."
"'Kay, be there in a minute." She hung up. Frank poured himself another shot and lit a cigarette before going to the window to watch. Ten minutes later a blue hatchback pulled into the parking space near his room, he watched Sara's pert titties bouncing under her blue top. Going to the door he let her inside.
She gave him a hug and tossed her purse on the dresser. They'd met once before a year ago along with several others from the discussion group. Frank had hoped to nail her then, but the opportunity hadn't arisen then. Her hair was longer now than the last time he'd seen it, and she had it back in a ponytail.
Frank offered her a drink, but she shook her head No. "Ok then, top off then." he said with a grin. Sara grinned back at him and told him to knock it off. They were used to flirting this way on text and it was a natural progression. Frank sat down on the bed and motioned for her to get comfortable. Sara sat down cross legged on the bed and they began to chat, mostly talking about the various trivialities of their day to day lives.
