I met him in a lobby bar in a hotel I was staying at.

I was over the work part of my trip and had spent the day doing some touristy things - I figured I wouldn’t be coming back to this American city any time soon. I always pack a dress or two that I just love - they are the perfect balance between fun, casual and professional for days like this.

I had spent a big part of the day shopping and out sight seeing. Though I had on one of my favourite dresses, it’s beautiful and floral, I definitely needed to shower and freshen up It had been a looong sunny & hot day. Regardless, I really wanted a cocktail to relax after my fun solo tourist dat, and I decided ro stop by the lobby bar of the hotel.

There wasn’t too many available seats so I sat down next to a cute man who seemed busy working on his laptop. I largely ignored him at first chatting up the beautiful woman bartender instead. Eventually he joined the conversation her & I were having. The bartender was making all these creative drinks for us just to try. The man sitting next to me & I start a flirtatious conversation, and he tells me he’s an artist..we keep drinking and chatting. After a couple drinks I get up to leave & he offers to help take my bags to my room. I figure this has to be quite harmless & he must be staying at the same hotel.

We get to my room and he walks right in, putting all my shopping bags down. On the dining table in my suite. Then he turns around and that forceful kiss - it caught me off guard but was it ever hot. (I totally wanted to kiss him!). It just picked up from there, we made out, and couldn’t stop from touching and feeling each other all over. And I’m feeling him & can tell that he’s getting sooo hard… he in turn slides his hands up my dress and feels how wet I am. It’s a mix of the day and our flirting and kissing, I’m super wet as he’s inside my underwear rubbing me. He can’t take it any more so he pulls his pants down and I start to jerk him off. I’m not quite sure what it is but he ready to cum very quickly. I wasn’t about to put him in my mouth or all over me (I just met him! =P), so I told him to cum all over my dress. And did he ever cum!! He enjoyed cumming into the soft fabric of my dress, being more turned on than ever. Wrapping my dress around his big cock and wiping it all off. He told me how hot he found that & that he’s never done anything like that before. I had to get my beautiful dress dry cleaned & was disappointed I wouldn’t be able to wear it for my actual date later that’s to take place the same night (don’t worry, the actual date didn’t fuck me until like 1:30 AM so it was different days - not that it relevant).

The dress that’s covered in cum, is still one of my favourite dresses, and though it’s a long flowy conservative dress that I often wear around my family & to work - I feel like it’s now become one of my new freak’em dresses. I can’t wait for another man to cum all over it. If I’m very lucky - maybe next week.

Oh - and the “artist”? Turned out he was a bellhop. insert face palm but I guess he was doing his job the best he could to take care of the guests at the hotel.