Monday and Tuesday night will be me at the hotel lounge with my brown hair and blue eyes, enjoying my Manhattan, catching up on the news and my plans for the next day. I have a dad bod, but I work out to keep things in check.
You come and sit at the bar, a pretty woman seeking a nightcap after her busy day. I notice you from across the lounge - your hair and smile captivate me. And then, a brief phone call - it's my wife, asking me a question. I reflect on how she hasn't kissed me in months - only 7 times since 2020.
I hang up and notice my drink is empty. I proceed to the bar and stand right next to you - all 6'3" of me. I see your ring as I talk to the bartender. Our eyes meet, we smile. I greet you warmly "well hello," you quietly reply, "hi there."
We talk and flirt. You giggle and blush as we talk about nonsensical nonsense. I tease you about your fixing your hair, only for it to get caught in your eye. I reach to help adjust your hair, my hand gently brushing your cheek and neck. Arousal floods your entire body from my light touch.
Sly grins come across our faces. There’s no need for words. We depart to my suite where I caress your cheek and slowly kiss you. Your knees weaken. You experience my expert skills in foreplay and oral, and you are not left wanting. That night we tend to each other with the utmost passion and care.
Are you that woman? Do you want to be that woman? I'll be in DC Monday and Tuesday.
The story describes my appearance. DDF, clean, discreet, respectful of boundaries, and safety first. I expect the same from you (420 okay).
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