Victor thought for a long time. Although he knew his plan was a little immature, in fact it was a lot immature when you thought about it; he decided that he wanted to fuck a wealthy bitch.
All his life, women with money had looked down their noses at him. To be fair they didn't just look down their noses at him, they looked down their noses at everyone.
Now he decided he was going to try to even the score a little bit.
He went to the Sheraton hotel downtown and checked in for the weekend. In his overnight bag he packed his swimming trunks, changes of clothes for two days and the remaining "special oil" he had.
After enjoying a really good meal in the lounge, he changed into his swimming trunks, put the complimentary hotel robe on and wandered down to the pool.
The weather was really pleasant and the pool area was well populated. It wasn't crowded; this was after all the Sheraton, not some public beach. He took a deck chair a little back from the pool, ordered a drink from the waiter and propped a magazine on his bent knees and pretended to read.
He eyed the people around him. There were definitely some women of means sitting in various spots. All of them looked spectacular. Their hair and makeup were done just right and they affected to own the world around them as they surveyed the people poolside.
When one particularly snobby woman got up to get into the pool, he managed to walk past her chair and pour a few drops of the oil onto her chaise lounge. After a brief swim where she lapped the pool twice, she came back dripping water and toweled off.
Victor returned to his seat from the bar carrying a fresh drink and sat down. Her chair was in front of him and to his left facing the entranceway to the pool area. This gave him a clear view of her from the front and side.
The woman lay back on her lounge chair and didn't even glance in his direction. She put her hands behind her head and looked upward. She let her eyes close and lay still.
After a few minutes Victor saw her open her eyes and look around furtively. She allowed one of her hands to briefly press down on her bikini bottom and cup her mons, then pulled her hand away with what looked like great effort. She sat up and adjusted her posture, crossing and uncrossing her legs, and almost imperceptibly ground her ass into the chair under her. Once more she allowed her hand to press against her covered pussy but pulled it away relatively quickly.
Victor could tell she was almost beside herself with desire, but was doing a very good job of willing it to go away, at least so far.
She bit her lip and rolled her eyes in what looked like frustration. She picked up a towel and laid it across her lap. Then she thrust her hand under the towel and began moving it vigorously against her pussy.
Victor grinned as he watched her masturbate. So far no one else had noticed what she was doing but he thought that would change pretty soon.
She ground her hips rhythmically against the chaise lounge as she rubbed herself. She let out a little moan which she quickly hushed up. As her rubbing became more vigorous and more pronounced her breathing quickened and she panted visibly. She half closed her eyes and fell into a rhythm rubbing her hand against herself under the towel. She smiled a bit and bit her lip, and that was when the bartender noticed what she was doing.
He approached her with some wariness, hesitated then looked around at the dozen or so other people at the pool. Seeing some teens and pre-teens nearby helped him make up his mind.
'Mrs. Kendall,' he said softly.
She started visibly as she looked up to see him staring at her.
'Mrs. Kendall,' he said a little more quietly, 'may I suggest you take some time out of the sun in your room. You seem to be getting, a little flushed.'
The woman managed to compose herself, but not without a visible effort. She stood up and sashayed out of the pool area without saying a word to the bartender.
Victor could hardly keep himself from laughing. He followed her to the hotel lobby and stood a short distance away from her while they waited for the elevator. The doors opened and she stepped in, putting her back against the back wall. Victor followed her and then turned his back on her as he kept his eyes on the floor indicator lights over the doorway. As the elevator rose he heard her sigh softly and then clear her throat. Just as he began to turn his head toward her he felt her hand on his hip.
He looked down at her hand while she let it slide to his buttocks. She cupped it and then her other hand reached for the front of his swimsuit. She closed her hand over his genitals and sighed again as his penis hardened.
'I don't care who you are', she said in a deep voice, 'but I want you to come to my room.'
The elevator doors opened and she led him by the hand into the hallway. She walked swiftly to the end of the hall and slid her key card through the slot. There was an audible click and then she pushed the door open and stepped inside.
In seconds she pushed her gauzy robe and her bikini to the floor and she was naked. Victor gawked at her and she pulled him inside roughly.
'Get in here and fuck me!' she said as she wrapped her thigh around the back of his leg.
She undid his pants and pushed them to the floor. She grasped his cock and went to her knees. She gobbled it into her mouth and worked it back and forth against her tongue. As soon as it was fully hard she pushed him backward onto the bed. She climbed on top of him and rode his cock like a cowgirl. She grunted and moaned loudly and he was sure anyone could hear her two or three rooms away. She bounced against his belly with abandon and he felt himself starting to feel uncomfortable. His ribs were getting crushed and his bladder was beginning to complain.
Without saying a word he pushed her off of him. She fell to her side and began to protest. He pushed her onto her stomach and then pushed his cock into her from behind with the same gentleness she had shown him; none. She gasped loudly as he thrust into her. He pounded against her buttocks again and again and she yelled encouragement. She thrust her bum back against him in rhythm and he could tell she was enjoying this. When he didn't think he could thrust anymore she bucked underneath him and howled. He shot his sperm inside her and he rolled away.
'Hey!' she said almost immediately. 'You can't be done yet can you?'
'I'm done,' he grumbled.
He got up and retrieved his pants and she stared at him in surprise.