Jenn tried to hail a cab outside the bar. She had just finished a very long day of meetings, and they hadn't gone well. She was anxious to catch her flight home tomorrow. She missed her seven year old son, and was looking forward to watching him play baseball this weekend. She tried to hail a few cabs, even going so far as to flash her long, built, silk attired legs. When none stopped, she decided to walk to the hotel. It wasn't that far, and she could use the time and fresh air to clear her head. She was thinking about the man she had met at the bar. Very smartly dressed, tall, short wavy blond hair, and the brightest blue eyes she had ever seen.
What was supposed to be a quick drink to unwind soon turned into three drinks and two hours longer than she had intended. They had talked about their lives, marriages and children. They had also flirted heavily, each complimenting the other. Their chairs faced each other, and she noticed him glancing at her legs. At thirty-eight, Jenn was extremely well built, and she attracted a lot of attention. Standing at 5' 7", her legs were long and well shaped. Her breasts were high, thirty-six double D, and the blouse she wore under her suit jacket was low cut to show them off. A shapely ass, shoulder length brown hair, and sparkling blue eyes completed the package.
After her second drink, she had gotten up under the pretense of going to powder her nose. She timed it to be sure he was watching her legs. When she uncrossed them, she raised a leg higher than needed, hiking up the short skirt she was wearing. Her gentlemen friend got a full view of the thigh length stockings she was wearing, and just a hint of the panties she wasn't. As she got up from her chair, she put a hand on his thigh, giving it a gentle squeeze, to steady herself. She moved between the two chairs, brushing his arm with her breasts as she passed him. Walking away from him, knowing he was watching, she gave just a hint more wiggle than she usually had.
They had talked for another forty-five minutes. The flirting continued, and Jenn was sure she was going to give this man a night he wouldn't soon forget. She didn't come out and say it, but everything she had said and done hinted that she wanted him. After her third drink, it was getting late, and she had an early flight back to Mississippi. They both stood to leave, said their goodbye's and nice to meet you's, and he even went as far as to kiss her cheek. Jenn waited for him to ask her. She was sure he would make an offer to escort her to her hotel. After an awkward silence, she turned to leave. Walking away, again she gave the extra wiggle, this time because she wanted him to see what he could have had.
She walked to her hotel thinking about all the things she had wanted to do to him. The thoughts running through her head got her wet, and horny. She was glad she had brought a few toys with her, at least she could have a good fantasy to end the night with. She still couldn't understand why he hadn't tried to come back to her hotel. All she could think was that he was the rare devoted husband. She got to her hotel, and took the elevator up to her floor. She had the elevator to herself, and on the ride up massaged her clit, not wanting to wait till she got to her room. She didn't make herself cum. Jenn liked to go slow. She liked a man who could go down on her, and take his time. Linger there, bring her to a point, get her so close to cumming and keep her there. Make her cum when he wanted her to. She was like that. Jenn loved oral sex. Jenn could give a blow job. She could make any man cum on command. She could make it last five minutes, or five hours. She had yet to meet a man that could do that to her.
In her room, she went to her luggage, picking out her favorite toy. She through it on the bed, went to the mini bar, and made herself a drink. She began to undress. Her shoes off, she had removed her suit jacket, hung it in the closet, and was unbuttoning her blouse when there was a knock at her door. She wasn't expecting anyone, and really didn't want to be disturbed. "Who is it?" she called as she walked to the door. No one answered her, and she saw no one through the peep hole in the door. Curious, she opened the door to look down the hall. As soon as she turned the door knob, the door burst open, sending her backward toward the opposite wall. Before Jenn knew what was happening, a figure rushed in, slammed the door, and had her pinned to the back wall. It took her a moment to grasp everything, it happened so fast. It was the man from the bar! One hand kept her pinned to the wall, the other covered her mouth.
"I'm going to teach you what happens when you tease the wrong person," he told her, "You'll never forget this night."
This fool meant to rape her! Jenn could not believe he thought she was teasing him. In the brief moment she had to think, she decided to play along. No sense in telling him now that she wasn't teasing, he probably wouldn't believe her at any rate. She fought back, trying to make her struggle seem sincere. He had her pinned tight, overpowering her easily. He pushed her to the bed, hand still clamped over her mouth. "I'm going to take my hand off your mouth. Don't you dare scream," he told her. As soon as her mouth was free, Jenn took a deep breath, preparing to scream as loud as she could. He instantly covered her mouth, much harder this time.
"I told you not to scream," he said, "don't make me do something you'll regret." All Jenn could do was nod her head that she understood. Her eyes showed fear, but she felt her pussy get hot and wet. She felt her nipples become erect. This was really tuning her on. "I'm going to let go now," he went on, "don't get stupid."
