Straight Female / 19
Meghan’s Almost Dream Trip
Hey fellas,
This one is for Joedaman, since he asked.
About a year ago I was doing the college tour thing with my mom. It was only 3 but one was out of state, so we stayed in a few hotels and motels. One was kind of nicer than the others, having an indoor pool, hot tub, and sauna, all accessed in a separate kind of wing you needed your room key to gain entry to. All of our stuff with the college took a while and it was a little after 9 when we got back. My mom was exhausted and passed out but I wanted to relax in the hot tub a bit so I put on my bikini and some sweats over it and headed down. I was alone at first, so I grabbed a towel, undressed to my bikini, and stepped into the hot tub.
Maybe 5 minutes later this guy walked in. He was tall, fit, with more gray hair than black. I would guess he was late 50s, early 60s. I was mesmerized because he was kinda my type. He stepped by the hot tub and sais something like “I was hoping to get a nice soak in but I don’t want to make you uncomfortable.” I quickly told him it was fine, I’d appreciate the company.
He removed his shirt and climbed in. If I was at the 9 o’clock position, he was at 12 o’clock. He rested his head back with the towel rolled up under his head and closed his eyes. We chit chatted bout whatever, why we were traveling, little stuff. I stared at his chest, at the wet gray hairs matted on it. I fantasized flicking his nipple with my tongue, gently biting it. I wanted to slide over and slip my hand into his swim shirts.
After about 15 minutes he said he was going to sit in the sauna for a few minutes. I said that sounded nice and followed him. We continued talking p. He asked bout boyfriends. Told him I had none, that I tend to lean towards older guys. He chuckled and we continued small talking until he excused himself to go to bed. I decided to go to, and took the elevator with him. His floor was before mine and when it stopped he said good night and left. I was hoping he’d invite me to his room or something. I felt like I made it obvious
I was interested in him making a move, but I probably wasn’t his type, I guess.
I would have loved for that to have happened and sometimes when I’m taking care of myself I think of that night and if it went the way I wish it did.
This one is for Joedaman, since he asked.
About a year ago I was doing the college tour thing with my mom. It was only 3 but one was out of state, so we stayed in a few hotels and motels. One was kind of nicer than the others, having an indoor pool, hot tub, and sauna, all accessed in a separate kind of wing you needed your room key to gain entry to. All of our stuff with the college took a while and it was a little after 9 when we got back. My mom was exhausted and passed out but I wanted to relax in the hot tub a bit so I put on my bikini and some sweats over it and headed down. I was alone at first, so I grabbed a towel, undressed to my bikini, and stepped into the hot tub.
Maybe 5 minutes later this guy walked in. He was tall, fit, with more gray hair than black. I would guess he was late 50s, early 60s. I was mesmerized because he was kinda my type. He stepped by the hot tub and sais something like “I was hoping to get a nice soak in but I don’t want to make you uncomfortable.” I quickly told him it was fine, I’d appreciate the company.
He removed his shirt and climbed in. If I was at the 9 o’clock position, he was at 12 o’clock. He rested his head back with the towel rolled up under his head and closed his eyes. We chit chatted bout whatever, why we were traveling, little stuff. I stared at his chest, at the wet gray hairs matted on it. I fantasized flicking his nipple with my tongue, gently biting it. I wanted to slide over and slip my hand into his swim shirts.
After about 15 minutes he said he was going to sit in the sauna for a few minutes. I said that sounded nice and followed him. We continued talking p. He asked bout boyfriends. Told him I had none, that I tend to lean towards older guys. He chuckled and we continued small talking until he excused himself to go to bed. I decided to go to, and took the elevator with him. His floor was before mine and when it stopped he said good night and left. I was hoping he’d invite me to his room or something. I felt like I made it obvious
I was interested in him making a move, but I probably wasn’t his type, I guess.
I would have loved for that to have happened and sometimes when I’m taking care of myself I think of that night and if it went the way I wish it did.
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