David Brown saw the flashing sign of the Hampton Inn nearing as he drove his Mustang down the highway and he began to wonder if this was such a good idea. His marriage was in shambles, him and his wife were constantly at tooth and nail with one another, but was it so bad that he had to resort to adultery? Confide his deepest emotions in the arms of another? He let out a sigh as such thoughts were pushed to the back of his mind as he turned into the hotel and quickly found a parking spot.
Turning off the engine, he took out the keys and opened his door, stepping out. He brushed large hands down the front and back of his blue jeans, making sure there were no unsightly wrinkles, and the large swell of his dormant cock was outlined to the fullest extent. He wanted to seduce, he wanted to be suave, he wanted to be what he hasn't been since he married that wench of a wife.
He dug a hand into his pocket, retrieving a note he jotted down before he left the office. Room 202 was where she would be. He turned baby blue eyes upwards to peer at the row of doors, he spotted the needed door and inhaled a deep breath, trying to slow the rapid beat of his heart. He made his way across the parking lot and climbed up the stairs and down the hall until he was outside the room. He combed back long locks of black hair as a twinge of guilt fingered the base of his spine. He had to put all his worries, doubts, and regrets aside if this was even going to have a glimmer of hope in working out. He knocked on the door.
The seconds seemed to tick by at an agonizing slowness, and he almost got to the point where he turned and left and forgot about the whole thing. Just as he was about to do so, he heard shuffling on the other side of the door before it swung open and there she stood. He knew who she was, he knew her name, but seeing her dressed as she was immediately caused his hidden cock to give a rough twitch and begin a steady rise in those pants. He viewed the woman before him, dressed in a black mini skirt and white blouse top which hugged around the large swell of her breasts. Her legs were left bare, and she wore no shoes, obviously she had gotten comfortable in the room. Her skin was of a carmel hue, tanned to perfection. Much like himself, she had left early from work to meet him here.
"I'm glad you came, David." She whispered at him, her lips twitching upwards to reveal a sultry smile. She stepped aside to allow him entrance, motioning him with a delicate hand.
"I almost didn't come Claire. I almost didn't." He let out a melodramatic sigh as he stepped inside the room and kicked off his shoes. He turned to face her just as she closed the door and stepped in front of him. He breathed in her alluring scent, squinting his eyes to mere slits in the process. His hands came to settle down upon her hips, drawing her close until their fronts collided and she could feel the steady throb of his manhood pressed to her crotch. "I'm glad I did, though."
She leaned forward then and pressed her lips to the hollow of his throat, drawing a bit of skin between twin rows of teeth and nibbling down upon it. He felt her shifting, rocking her hips to his own in her dire need. It floored him, and made his cock harden even more if it were possible. He hadn't felt such strong desire from any women, not even his own wife.
Shivers made their way through his body as she manipulated him so. He had come here wanting to be the seducer, but it was quite apparent that Claire was going to be the one on top. He tipped his head down and ran his cheek along the top of her head, stroking through the long brown hair she adorned.
Their hips danced along one anothers, and David's hands lowered down from their placement upon her hip to clutch at the hem of her skirt, lifting it up to bare the black lace of her panties and fully expose the onslaught of their grind.
"Oh god, I want you so bad, David." She rasped at him before their lips collided in a fervent kiss of pent up passion. He hooked a hand beneath her toned thigh and lifted it up so her leg was curled about his waist, and he aimed the bulge of his prick at the front of her crotch. The denim of his pants dragged along her covered pussy, digging the panties up between swelled lips and played hell on the engorged clit beneath. They moaned into the kiss they shared, and her tongue was soon nudging it's way between his lips to slide along his own.
Pre cum was felt seeping out from the piss hole at the tip of his head, and soaked into his pants as their hips ground together. His free hand came to cup a firmed globe of her ass, pulling it apart from it's pair before mashing it back together, ultimately encouraging her to roll further into him.
He backed her slowly until she pressed to the wall, and it was then that he made his move downwards. He broke their kiss and dropped to his knees. Now wasn't a time for love, now wasn't a time for holding back, now was a time to let everything out. She cooed down at him as he hooked his fingers into the waistband of her panties and tugged downwards until the trimmed chocolate bush of her vagina was presented before him. She stepped out of her panties as they reached her ankles and slowly walked her feet apart to expose the puffed out lines that lay beneath.
David then reached to the front of his pants and unzipped them before digging inside and pulling out the length of his cock, drooling in it's aroused state. He grasped the prick at it's base and pressed the tip to one of her tanned calves. He ran the head up and down the side, groaning gently in pleasure as he leaned his head forward and pressed a kiss to the protruding nub of her clit. His lips parted and moistened tongue darted outwards to flick the nub back and forth as he ran his cock up and down her leg.
