I travel a lot to the same few cities for work, and I alternate between staying at hotels and at Airbnb’s. I always thought it would be incredibly hot to sleep with one of my hostesses. But I’m married, and obviously my name is on my account, and I didn’t want to be too forward and make a hostess uncomfortable, so I always stayed within the lines and put the idea to the back of my mind. I figured there was zero chance of it ever happening. Still, when I booked Airbnb’s, I kept an eye out for cute hostesses.

One time I happened upon a spare bedroom listing that fit my needs and, hey, bonus, the hostess looked cute. White, pale, chestnut hair, super cute smile, glasses… a bit nerdy. I didn’t think much of it, but while chatting before my arrival, I offered to pick up a few beers. She declined.

When I arrived later that night, she was friendly and even hotter than her profile picture. She was wearing a tank top and some pajama bottoms. It was obvious that she had an incredible body. Probably 5’7, perfectly flat stomach, amazing little ass, and very perky, small-ish breasts. Nipples showing through her top. I’m sure she saw me eyeing her, even though I tried to be subtle about it.

The guest bedroom was on one end of the house near the kitchen, and the master bedroom was on the other side. That first night we chatted in the kitchen and obviously hit it off, with only the faintest hint of flirting. She called it a night, and so did I.

I arrived late the second night, too, and we talked a lot more. There was definitely chemistry. She complained about the Airbnb fees and I asked her if she would host me again the next time I was in town, just without going through Airbnb. She readily agreed, and we exchanged numbers.

We ended up texting a lot that day and talking about, of all things, Reddit. I mentioned that I had had some “adventures” there, and she asked for details. I said I would tell her the next time I was in town… but joked that she might have to sign a nondisclosure agreement. She responded by asking me “do you meet women from there?! 😏😏” and asked when I’d be in town next.

Game on.

Two weeks later, I’m back at her place. This time she said yes to beers. We’re on her couch, sharing a blanket and watching some stupid show and talking, and she eventually brings up the Reddit conversation. I smile and say that she really does have to keep this a secret. She agrees. I hand her my phone and show her an account of mine with some kinky “[SUCCESS]” posts from r/randomactsofmuffdive and r/dirtyr4r. Her eyes are wide and she keeps repeating, “this is wild… this is so wild…” But she’s also smiling. She asks about my marriage; I explain. She scowls, but I can tell she’s turned on. I ask her about her sex life, what’s the wildest thing she’s ever done, etc., just ratcheting the tension up a bit. She says she’d never mess with a married guy. I smirk.

We get up from the couch and go to the kitchen to clean up. We’re both standing, facing each other, and I’m still smirking. I ask her what she would do if I kissed her, and she smiles, but shakes her head. She stands there for a minute and then heads back to her room. As she’s walking, I tell her that’s a shame, because hanging out with her has been making me very hard under that blanket… and that I’m going to have to go back to my room with a bad case of blue balls. She stops, smiles, and says, “well, it’s your fault my panties are soaked.” And then she turned around and closed her bedroom door behind her.

Dammit. Still… I had another night there.

We texted throughout the next day. I took a break from work to go buy some condoms. She had previously agreed to go out with friends for a drink, but we were texting and she cut out early and met me back at her place. She changed into her pj’s and sat down to a beer on the couch, and I wasted no time in telling her that I wanted her. That I was rock fucking hard all day just thinking about being inside of her. She let out a soft moan as I said this, and I went in for the kiss. My hands were on her tiny waist and I leaned in to be on top of her on the couch. I kissed her there for a while, my hands caressing her and, eventually, finding their way between her thighs. She was soaked, and when I slipped a finger inside of her, I knew her pussy was as tight as the rest of her body. I also knew I was insanely turned on and that I wouldn’t last long inside of her, so I pulled off her pajama pants and panties, and went at her clit with my tongue. She said she wanted me to fuck her, but I got up and moved my face to hers. Dead serious, I told her that I wouldn’t last long the first time in her tight little pussy. She smiled hard. I put my face back between her little thighs, and, a few minutes later, she came hard on the couch.

We kissed for a while and then headed to her bedroom. She stripped down and got on her hands and knees on her bed and asked me if I had a condom. Honestly, I’ve never seen a more perfect nude body in my entire life. I took my clothes off, and slapped a condom on my very hard cock. She was still wet, and when I grabbed her hips and slowly slid into her, I leaned over her and groaned in her ear. “Fuuuuuck. You really are tight.” She smiled again. I grabbed her hips and started fucking her hard. I wasn’t wrong; I didn’t last long the first time. I thrusted deep inside her and growled as I came. We cuddled in her bed and fucked again; this time I held her down to the bed by her neck from behind and made her come even quicker than I did with my tongue. We flipped on a movie and she fell asleep with her head on my chest.

I stayed at her place six or seven times over the following several months… and I never slept in that guest bedroom again.