Sharon finally made it to her hotel. She had been coming to New York for several years, but the traffic always left her frustrated, as she was just so used to the comparatively light traffic in her home town.
But she was also excited. The hustle and bustle of the city, and all the men, each with a different cock, was just what she wanted, what she needed.
She just wanted to get settled in to her room and relax a bit before going out to get what she came for, some hard cock to suck.
As she was checking in, the receptionist was very helpful, and asked if Sharon would like someone to take her bag to her room for her.
Sharon smiled, and was about to decline the offer, as she only had her overnight bag, but when she noticed the man in the hotel uniform approach her, she knew she wanted him in her room, and in her mouth.
He was extremely handsome, but almost diminutive in stature, and looked rather young, and Sharon knew she wanted to taste his jizz.
He looked so good in his crisp, clean uniform. He had a pencil thin mustache, and dark, piercing eyes that matched his jet black hair.
The receptionist introduced him as Manny. He was obviously Latino or Hispanic. His complexion was like a creamy latte, and made Sharon's mouth water.
A total opposite of the big white trucker Sharon had sucked off earlier that day. And she loved a variety. She decided that she would love some help with her bag, and the second load of cum for the day.
On the elevator ride up to her floor they made small talk, and Sharon soon discovered that Manny was twenty years old and Puerto Rican. He was single and lived with his mother and three sisters.
This pleased Sharon, as it meant he was of age and unattached. Two deciding factors for her.
Manny told her his family had moved to the United States to pursue the American dream. Sharon decided to give him something to have wet dreams about.
She caught him sneaking glances at her body, and her desire grew knowing he was not gay and that he was horny for her.
Once in her room Manny placed her bag on the luggage rack and asked if Sharon needed anything else. She stated that she didn't, but wanted to give him a tip. She pulled her wallet out of her purse and pretended to look for some cash.
"Oh no." She said, "I forgot to stop at the ATM!" She looked at Manny and in his broken English he said, "Is okay miss, I just like to help."
Sharon replied by saying "But you've been so helpful, I have to show my gratitude somehow." As she said this she approached the young man and locked eyes with him.
Manny shifted his weight nervously and seemed at a loss for words, especially when Sharon dropped to her knees in front of him and reached out to touch his cock through his crisp, clean khakis.
"Is there anything I can do for you Manny? I want to thank you somehow for your help." She was pleased to feel his cock stirring, and she smiled lewdly at him, and he muttered something in Spanish.
Sharon took that as consent, and she began to undo his belt, followed quickly with the button and zipper. She was beyond pleased to see him growing harder as she worked.