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What Brought Me Here Originally/The First Meet
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What Brought Me Here Originally/The First Meet Over a decade ago --- I first came to this site. It's hard to believe it has been that long -- but it has. My reason for coming here was never to meet anyone for sex; hook ups; meets of any kind. I always attracted that naturally, anywhere and everywhere -- easily. I had other goals at that time. I came here for work purposes. At that time I ran a hotel. It was soft during the week --- and I had a target audience I was figuring out how to connect with. It was an older hotel, quite unique -- in another state than the state I now live in. This hotel was added onto and added onto -- 4 builds. It had outside rooms and inside rooms. She was a pretty old property. Newer hotels were getting most of the corporate business. I was getting construction workers. I was frustrated with all the stuff they dragged in to.. hallways, what a mess. Long story short I basically word of mouth told people of a swing dancing rate I discovered "this hotel" had. It was my hotel. It worked. I set the rate based on occupancy levels. It made them the place to go --- still today from what I hear.. I can remember the Sales Manager looking at the people asking for that rate and looking at me raising his eyebrow... Women tended to dress really sexy. "Those dancers, I swear.. " is what I'd say laughing as I went back to my office. He came in and sat down a couple weeks later -- "They are not dancers.. " I smiled and looked at him. "They'll tell you they are, otherwise no good rate. Randy -- just call them swingers. " He said, "I KNEW IT!" and off we went to sit in the bar for the rest of the day ---- I got a lot of work done there. It turned into my new place to go to work. ( Less interruptions' ) Yet on the site -- I had to write a profile. I had to get the word out. I had to spend time there. So, I came to the blogs and I wrote. My original name was MysteriesofMe. I'd write -- experiences. I'd write fantasies. I'd not tell which was which. I'd post bits and pieces of me. I'd flirt. I'd tease. I'd be me -- since "me" basically was work 24/7. I picked a hotel to run with a waterpark and arcade. My daughters loved being there versus home. They are all mid twenties now. They had an Italian restaurant -- they could have whatever they wanted --- play video games -- go swimming -- play in the atrium. They even had bowling, mini golf. They could also have a room if they felt like just watching TV, HBO or Movies. "Can we sleep over, Mom?" they'd beg, all the time. My boss the owner always said -- "WELL OF COURSE YOU CAN." ( It meant I'd not be going home. ) They eventually got bored with it and didn't ask to go anymore. Before I left that hotel I did use the site for it's proper purpose. There was a business man who's business was within walking distance. He used one of our many conference rooms on a regular basis. He liked debating rates -- a lot. Basically, it was flirting. He'd offer to pay more for it, undressing me with his eyes. It went back and forth. It was delicious business. The man was very attractive and man was there chemistry. Yet --- I wouldn't mix business and pleasure. I wasn't as fun as the rest of the staff was. ( They encouraged it in ways.. I wouldn't of been fired. Yet, I had a reputation in the industry. I didn't want to change that. ) That night though -- we had been drinking and oh was I hot and bothered. He left an open invitation and told me he'd be in his office wrapping up a few things. He hoped I'd stop by. I watched him walk out. That muscular, perfection of a man --- "CHECK!!" I went to my office and paced. I think that was the only time I slammed my door to not be interrupted by my staff. I was trying to calm and just go home. I was on fire. I wanted that business man. BAD. There was talk about blowjobs... I could masturbate, take care of myself just fine. I didn't want that though. I wanted to give a blowjob. I found myself looking at occupancy. I knew what I was doing. I was thinking, "Could I put a room out of order for the night?" I -- at first told myself a cold shower would be nice. Then I remembered the site and thought emails for sure would do the trick. The majority of the time ---- it's a place to be turned off. For me -- anyhow. I just didn't or couldn't fathom how anyone could meet a stranger for sex. It screamed std's to me. IF NOT WORSE. ( over ten years ago ) That's when it happened. "Maybe I should try it and then see what it's about. " the thought. So -- I put up a status of demands. I had asked for someone local -- available within 15 minutes of "hotel". I told them it would be for a blowjob -- without names, numbers, etc. There would be nothing else. They'd show up -- undo their pants... enjoy and then leave. I'd remain dressed. I told them to enclose a photo of their cock -- and I'd pick one from the first ten emails I received. I sat back expecting crickets. My jaw dropped. I had like 23 at the next refresh. I think I picked the first one I opened. I liked the photo of the cock. PERFECT. I told him he was chosen -- he was to go to the front desk and ask for the key left for him. I told him his name. ( I made it up- whatever it was.. ) I told him he was to take the key then drive around to the south side of hotel -- it was an outside access room. I'd be in the room, waiting.. ( the room would be on the key ) I didn't go to the room. I did step up to the front desk and advise that "so and so" was coming to get a key. To put the room out of order for the night and to make sure housekeeping would clean it in the am. I went back to my office. My office had video of most of the building... at my desk. I wasn't sure he'd show. He showed within 15 minutes. I was impressed. I watched him. He was nervous. ( yummy. ) He did as I instructed. They directed him to the room. He thanked them. "Good boy.. " and by then I was standing, smiling and walking out into the hall in back -- to another hall -- to the outside and right into the room. He came in and I told him to make sure to follow my instructions to the letter or he'd not get what he came for ---- and motioned to zip the lips. I put a pillow on the floor and dropped to my knees. Mmm. It was a great experience. He was in a daze by the time it was over; looking at me like he won the lottery. He looked like a woman in love. I made myself comfortable in the bed and told him to feel free to take a shower. He looked a tad hot - giggling. He stepped into the restroom. I got up quietly -- out the door. I heard him just come out as I closed the outside door and I thought -- oh crap, not enough time. So I used my Master key and let myself in the neighboring door. I watched him go out into the parking lot and look both ways trying to see where I went. I was quietly pulling and holding the door. It wasn't fully closed, I knew it would make this CLICK sound. Then I looked behind me, praying I didn't walk into an occupied room!!! It was vacant. THANK GOD. It was dark to begin with. No cars.. It could of been rented for all I knew. People could of been sleeping - I didn't have my computer with me to check --- I saw him go back in the room and I quietly let myself back out. I made my way back inside the hotel, into my office. "SAFE." My desk chair was never so comfortable. I watched him come in and ask if they saw me. The staff asked for my name so they could call the room --- or to see if I checked in. They had no clue who he was talking about. And --- he didn't know my name. He thought and advised it was the one that set up the room. He provided the room number. He asked if a number had been left. They advised the hotel manager set it up. I think I had a little of an oh shit there --- I didn't double check the manager's work. He could of put in that I had requested it. He didn't. It was in under his name. I had confirmed that before they got in to look. If it was my name, their phone would of rung and they'd of seen it was me. They'd of answered it first. ( I trained the staff. ) He advised them not to worry and left the lobby. He went back to the room. I wondered what I'd do if he stayed in the room --- he went back in but hadn't of left yet. So I did some work and told myself he had until I was done --- or I'd have my assistant go see him out. He was done by then though -- he took a shower. He left. He emailed a couple of times --- I didn't respond, until the third. I reminded him of the conditions of our agreement. There would be no more. There wouldn't be drinks with that business man, either. I still occasionally write: "TALES FROM THE CLIT" -- on occasion. Or Fantasies. I'll pretty much tell which is which now. Not always --- Yet I have found -- the easiest way to have a fantasy experience, ladies --- is to write what you want. MAN -- will fulfill it. We aren't talking life relationships/marriage/goals here though --- but --- sometimes that just happens. 2005/  |
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Thank you for taking the chance and coming to the site... I love your story..
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10/6/2021 3:43 am |
What an amazing story!! I love hearing about and living out these fun scenarios!
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Nice story.
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I like your story - good advice too, and true at that. And now speaking of the truth . . . I know you want me, your body aches for my manhood, you secretly crave me, await me, and long to take me - you might as well admit it, you know you want me!  Oh well, I can dream can't I? lol. Good to see you again after so long. Happy Thanksgiving  Anything done half-heartedly will net you an equivalent result. ~CH
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