If I’m being honest I generally prefer to engage with professional companions if I’m seeking some play while traveling away from home. I appreciate the transparent motivations.

Last week some of my employees wanted to go out after a conference ended and dragged me out too.

We went to a dueling piano bar. Was actually a ton of fun. Ended up singing and dancing like a fool with a group of three young women. They had to be late 20’s, and I could tell were entertained by my presence. My employees were there hanging out too, so I was very careful to avoid any inappropriate touching.

My team decided to leave, one of them heading home with a guy she had met. No shame at all. The guys wanted to check out another bar. I told them I was just gonna shoot back to the hotel, and stayed at the piano bar with the ladies.

One was way overweight, but super fun, there was a tall blonde, short skirt and rocking a cowboy hat that I found particularly sexy (and who seemed to talk to me the most). The third friend seemed a little awkward and didn’t dance with any enthusiasm, just kind of swung side to side. She had that sweet innocent girl next door look to her, and when she wasn’t awkwardly she was self consciously tugging her tiny little skirt down to makes sure her ass wasn’t exposed. I tried a few times to make her smile and loosen up with minimal success. I’d catch her brown eyes looking at me while she sipped on and took down three vodka sodas.

I didn’t figure any of these ladies were coming home with me, Blondie made it clear she was not available and chubby seemed game but wasn’t my type. The quiet petite brunette just looked out of place. So I decided I’d head out.

As I began to give Blondie a hug goodbye she put her hand on her chest and told me “no. Nope, not yet”. She pranced over to the girl next door, grabbed her hands and pulled her in front of me.

“This is Andrea, she thinks your cute” Blondie said as she per her hands on our lower backs and pushed us together. Andrea stumbled in to me, instinctively I grabbed her, one of my hands low on her ass, the other on her bare shoulder. She looked up at me embarrassed, she smelt like clean towels and fresh laundry.

Blondie was pulling my head down to her lips, “just kiss, cmon, go for it” she shouted. Not really knowing how this had all happened I found myself making out with Andrea, her body pressed against mine, her hands caressing my face as mine enjoyed a few handfuls of bubbly ass cheek as I held her to me, my now hard cock pressing into her abdomen.

“Yes” Blondie squeeled with joy. Amanda pulled back, her expression changed to excited curiosity.

“This damn bitch has been moping all night when she’s the whole reason we are out here. Her shitty boyfriend dumped her after 4 years last week. Unreal can you imagine leaving this sexy gorgeous babe!!? You wanted some fun Andrea, and you!” She said poking me in the chest and winking, “now you can head back to your hotel”

I looked at Andrea and shrugged, “you want to leave with me? I’m staying at a hotel just down the road?” I asked, excited and feeling a little bit of guilt. She shrugged and said “yeah, ok”

Blondie cheered and offered some raunchy words of encouragement as I walked her out and got an Uber. I could tell she was buzzed, she became very handsy in the back seat.

“Hey” I said as I gently pressed her away from me. “This seems more like your friends idea, you really want to do this?” I asked. The this being going to a strangers room and getting fucked by a man 17 years older than her, and married.

She nodded, somewhat convincingly with a flash of doubt crossing her eyes before smiling and leaning in to make out again.

Amanda got no more hesitation from me, and I took the lead, pulling her on to my lap facing me, one hand exploring her chest while the other slid over her exposed ass, skirt now up to her waist before sliding to her pussy, fingers rubbing it through the lace thong she was wearing.

We were at the hotel, and tumbled out of the car, Amanda once again tugging her skirt down.

I was nervous I’d run in to one of my employees, so I grabbed her hand and quickly walked through the lobby to the elevator and up to my room.

Inside I laid her back on the bed, and kneeled at the foot of the bed while I slid my hands under her ass and grabbed her hips, easily pulling her towards me. Skirt hiked around her waste again, shapely legs over my shoulders I slid her panties to the side and teased her tiny little lips open. Her pussy was pink and pale set against soft white skin where her bathing suit kept from tanning.

My tongue began licking and probing her, my lips kissing and pressing against her and my fingers slid inside her. I ate that sweet gorgeous pussy with enthusiasm.

“Oh god” she said writhing, “that feels amazing, my boyfriend wouldn’t go down on me” she rasped in breathless bursts. I felt her hand on the back of my head stroking my hair.

She was writhing, but after 10 minutes or so I still hadn’t made her cum. I got on the bed with her, my face covered in her juices, and straddling her we made out again while I continued to finger her. Lying on my side next to her now, I not so gently pulled her top down, two perfectly formed round breasts, surprisingly large for her petite frame, they rose up and down with the pattern of her breath. The same pale pink color blessed a set of tiny areoles with firm hard nipples swaying with the motion. I leaned over sucking and licking them, her soft pliant skin delicious as I took her nipples and as much of her pliant breasts as possible in to my mouth.

She giggled at first, her hands drawn up to her chest as if to protest and cover, so I grabbed her wrists with my hand and held her arms over her head while I continued to nibble, suck and lick her glorious breasts. My other hand returned between her legs, and where I had a single finger slid in her while eating her out, I now added another. Her tight pussy began to soak as I increased the pace and began to finger her faster and harder. Rhythmic smacking accompanied Amanda’s moans and adorable high pitched squeals.

Without any relief in pace or penetration I leaned on my elbow, letting go of her wrists and looked in to her eyes as she shivered and screamed a cry of relief. Her legs lifted up in the air and she gushed, cumming all over my hands and on the bed. Apparently she was a squirter. Her hands sought mine, her pussy now incredibly sensitive. She grabbed my hand, forearms relieved to stop the intense penetration.

“I’m so sorry” she said, I was confused “that doesn’t really happen, sorry your sheets are all soaked” she apologized. Embarrassed.

“Don’t apologize, that was fucking amazing” I replied as I stood off the bed and pulled off my pants and boxers.

“I don’t do this” she said as I pulled her to the other side of the bed where it was dry “I mean like never” she kept talking as I slid my cock inside her.

She gasped, then asked “do you have a condom” as I began to thrust my bare cock all the way in. I was inflamed with lust and excitement.

“No, but I’ve had a vasectomy, and just tested clean recently. I can tell you’ve been catching the same dick for years, your a good girl, just enjoy”

Her protests stopped, and I began to fuck her forcefully, her lips parted as she breathed heavily, she closed her eyes, her soft tits danced as my cock slid in an back over and over, my hands firmly around her waist, her legs spread wide.

I paused and flipped her on to her hands and knees and began fucking her from behind. She moaned loudly, her hands gripped the sheets her head lying down.

“I’m not, I’m not just some slut” she said, and I spanked her ass hard while her pussy took all I had sending me in to euphoria”

I exploded inside her, my hands locked on her hips pulled towards me.

“No, I can’t, I’m not a slut” she said pulling away from me. My load already leaking from her creampied pussy.

Before I realized what was happening she pulled her top over her tits, slid her panties in place over her dripping pussy and tugged her skirt down over her firm round ass, cheek shining red from my spanking.

“I gotta go, I can’t believe, no, oh this isn’t me” she muttered as she grabbed her purse and shot out of my room.

I hustled to get dressed and went down to the lobby, and she was gone. Off in a cab.

I laughed realizing she had experienced her own version of post nut clarity, delivering a dose of guilt while she was bent over getting fucked by a stranger.

She changed her mind just a bit too late to avoid having her pussy filled with my load.

Lying in bed, enjoying the memories, I though little Andrea may be too proper but tonight she was mistaken, she was a little slut, headed home in a cab, wiping my dripping load up with her hand and wiping it off on that tiny dress she probably won’t ever wear again.