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Happy Valentines Day and Good night!  

SxyLatinJazz_4u 50M
16 posts
2/16/2020 7:22 am
Happy Valentines Day and Good night!


My friend was consoling after a recent break up. But he gave that age advice about getting over someone by getting under someone soon afterwards.

It was Wednesday after work and he said, there are always travelers during Valentines Day weekend so this would be one opportunity I could enjoy. He suggested one Atlanta hotel with a nice bar and just perch and talk women boost up the ego.

So, what the hell. Bought a new cologne, pressed the shirt, nice slacks and socks that matched the dark burgundy button down shirt. I had gone to the barber earlier that week so the beard was trimmed and had razor cut the hair... all in all, I was proud how it turned and off to downtown I went.

Surprisingly the bar was quite lively. Many out oft owners just throwing back a few drinks and watching basketball highlights and just shooting the breeze. I asked for a rum and coke and sat down talking to the bartender now and then. ladies sat down my right and a another lady my left. The women were exchanging valentines sad stories about how men sucked, etc. I felt if I had said something, they'd<b> bite </font></b>my head off. So, I kept quiet. The dirty blonde woman to my left might have been in her late 20s, hazel eyes, jacket and nice button down blouse with a black skirt and heels. But I quickly noticed a nice sized diamond and wedding band so I just gave a half smile and a hello.

When she turned away, I had noticed someone scooting behind her had knocked off her jacket, so being trained the gentleman, I bent down to pick it up and placed it behind her chair. She smiled and thanked me.

She and I chatted afterwards. She said men typically these days don't hold doors open, pick up when a woman has dropped something, or "just stuff like that, you know what I mean"? She said with a tipsy expression.

I couldn't help but notice she was quite attractive, of course she was in sales, but that ring kept my mind and penis in chec But I didn't want chat up the other ladies who were stabbing their ice cream brownie dessert with spoons until it was almost gone.

No woman in your life? The married woman asked. She probed and I answered somewhat. I didnt want share too much, the wound from the break up was still a little fresh. She seemed to have noticed and changed the topic to a more lively creative yet semi flirtive conversation. I suppose it came with the sales tactics and was second nature to her. But we did enjoy a few laughs. At one point she was laughing so hard she nearly snorted and placed her hand on my lap at the same time. I noticed both and teased her about the laugh... but kept my poise. It was getting late and I thought oh well, time to Uber home. But she said she was getting tired and 1722 was coming up early and her flight later...

I finished my second rum and coke, and wished her a pleasant sleep. I just found it odd that she didnt say something normal like 7:30 comes quick and she has a flight to catch...

Only after she left did I begin to wonder if that was actually a room number. I looked up and down the hotel lobby counting the floors. I convinced myself I had nothing to lose and if it wasn't her at the door, I would claim I was drunk and forgot my room key. So I splashed some of my drink on my shirt so it would smell like I had too much .... and up the elevator I went.

I lightly knocked on the door, and to my surprise...it was her.. wearing nothing but an open blouse, black lace panties...another drink in her hand nearly spilling as she held the glass at her hip slightly at an angle... i reached out to her extended arm inviting me in. We held hands as she walked backwards placing the glass on the bathroom counter... she then turned her back towards the wall and pulled my face with both hands to hers... Instinctively my arms wrapped around her body pulling her snug as we kissed...

I pulled away to kiss her cheek, her neck and shoulders, while my hands explored her curves her smooth skin... cupping one lovely full breast with my fingertips gently pinching and twirling the hardened nip....

Her panties were a lovely french cut I could feel her flexing lovely ass at my fingertips as I could hear my belt buckle clink and my slacks fall to the ground coupled with my boxer briefs...

I reached for her blouse and slid it off her shoulders as it fell to the ground, she reached down to caress my semi hardening cock and pulled walking towards the bed as she sat down looking up at me... with a mischievous grin.

All the sudden all my senses were alert, the taste of the alcohol she had consumed, the sounds of our breathing, the carpet to the soft bed, that coolness of the room coupled with the warm from our body heat...

I pulled away as she scooted her butt back onto the bed and her head on a pillow, I reached for her waistband as i slid the sides of her panties down her lovely smooth legs, taking enough time for my fingertips to enjoy the thrill of sliding down her lovely inviting legs... I climbed onto the bed onto my stomach kissing her navel and the bunny tattoo to the right of her navel.

I kisses, licked, and brushed my tongue along the sides teasing her before heading inwards, when she stopped to pick up her vibrating phone.... I stopped as she greeted her husband on the phone. Happy Valentines Mark, Yes. I am in the room and cannot wait to get home...

Nervous and snapping out of my sexually drunken state I began to get up when I felt her legs wrap as best the could and hold onto me. Her finger went to her lips as if for me to not to say anything...she talked and flirted wit her husband while pulling and pinching her nipple and her legs holding me tight...

I couldn't believe what was happening.

To be contingued...

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