Airport Delay

You could call me a business traveler, as I spend about 100 nights per year on the road visiting suppliers.

I am typically a quiet, reserved and abnormally low risk person. This trip, this trip I threw caution to the wind.

I was flying through a snowy centric airport last year. My flight got delayed and then cancelled. I am on a flight tomorrow at 4:00 PM so I immediately book a room in the airport Marriott.

As I am sitting at the hotel restaurant, a nice gentleman walks in and sits at the table next to me. We say a quick greeting and then go about our business. It was very difficult to not strike up a conversation with the person as he was right there and in the same position as me. He was flying to Seattle and I was headed to Los Angeles. As time went on, we ended up at the same table eating dinner. A couple of drinks later I find myself in a quandary. He is handsome, older, mature and staying in the same hotel as me. I could use a good romp in the bed. All of this is floating around my head as dinner finishes. He pays for dinner and he says I am in room 618 if you cannot sleep. As we move towards the elevator, my heart is racing. I should follow him….

He gets off the elevator and says it was a fun dinner and nice to meet you Hillary. Room 618 if you cannot sleep. The door closes and sadness hits me. Why the fuck didn’t I go with him???

I get to my room and I am frustrated with myself. I go inside, take a bathroom break and sit on the sofa. As I do this, the number 618 runs through my head.

About ten minutes later, I say fuck it and head to Martin’s room. Knock, knock…

He answers the door and says oh hey…and opens the door. I enter and I immediately realize I am in this room to fuck this guy. My pussy is happy and my mind is open.

Kissing led to touching which led to oral sex on both of us which led to…me being on all fours getting fucked by a total stranger in an airport hotel. This is straight out of a porn movie. This 66 year old man had the stamina of twelve 20 year olds. He would cum and keep fucking me. It went on for what seemed like an eternity. After we finished, we took a shower and fell to sleep completely naked.

As I woke up the next morning, he was kissing my side. I could feel his hardness pressing my ass cheek. We started all over again and we fucked until around 9:00 when we went for breakfast. After breakfast we thought it would be fun to fuck in my bed, so we went there until he had to vacate our rooms at noon.

One night with a total stranger! Perfection! I never saw the man again!

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by Anonymous on Nov 2, 2023 at 7:35 AM

Good for you, and him!
Reminds me of the expression, many a good tune played on an old fiddle

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