"I don't know about this," Ben said. "Maybe it's not such a good idea."
Jade had seen it before. A lot of middle-aged men who were away from home on business saw it as an opportunity to have a fling. Having sex with a younger woman made them feel youthful again or helped them stave off visions of the grim reaper. The only problem, from Jade's point of view, was that they occasionally got cold feet.
Maybe they remembered their wedding vows at the last minute or suddenly pictured their wives' disappointed faces--who knows what happened? But all of a sudden, just as she was starting to heat up, they wanted to back out. On a couple of occasions, they'd even left Jade high and dry outside their hotel room doors. Or to put it more accurately, she thought with a rueful smile, high and wet.
Not that she did this kind of thing very often. She wasn't a slut, mind you. But every once in a while, when she was going through a dry spell, she headed down to the bars at some of the city's fancier hotels looking for relief. It was easy enough striking up conversations with the men she found there. Whether they were doctors, lawyers, or businessmen, they were generally happy to meet a sexy, 23-year-old woman who showed a genuine interest in them and wanted to get laid. Some of them probably thought they'd died and gone to heaven.
"What was it about older guys?" she asked herself. When she was a sophomore in college, she'd seduced her English professor right before Thanksgiving break. He was the first older man she'd slept with, and she'd never felt so hot or come so hard. After that, fucking guys her own age had paled by comparison. They often didn't know what they were doing, for one thing. Their idea of sex was sticking their cocks in her and grinding away until they came, which usually happened after around 30 seconds. She wasn't sure some of them even knew what a clitoris was. Trying to satisfy her needs seemed the farthest thing from their minds.
But it wasn't just their more extensive sexual experience that made older men appealing to Jade. There was some other quality they had that drew her to them and made her feel especially horny when she was with them. She'd once read an article about the Oedipus Complex that made her worry she was acting out unconscious fantasies about her father. It was true he'd taken off when she was eight, and that she'd never seen him again, but she didn't think that meant she wanted to fuck him. In fact, the idea always made her feel mildly ill, and she quickly pushed it away now.
Anyway, the problem at hand wasn't her father, she reminded herself. The problem was Ben, who seemed to be losing his nerve rapidly. She wasn't about to let that happen this time around. Her pussy was already too hot and too wet to be left unsatisfied. She was determined to get Ben inside her and felt confident about her ability to do so.
The good news was that he'd already undressed down to his underwear. The fact that he was wearing boxer shorts was an added bonus. She stepped forward, slid her hand up one leg of his boxers, and let her fingers brush lightly against his cock. It was rock hard--another good sign--and to Jade's delight, it was on the large side.
"Stop," he said, backing up a step. "I don't think we should do this."
Jade took another step forward and again let her fingers brush lightly against the length of his cock. He took another step back.
"Think of it this way, Ben," she said, moving closer yet again. "This weekend is like an oasis in your life. You'll never see me after this. There won't be any strings attached. Why not have some fun?"
"Have some fun?" He sounded uncertain.
"Yeah, have some fun," she said. This time when she slid her hand up his shorts, she wrapped it around his cock for a millisecond and let go again. She noticed he didn't move away from her.
