The visitor

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The visitor

The visitor

I work in a nice restaurant near Mt. Rainer in WA. We get a lot of tourists in town because of the scenery, so I am used to meeting people from all over the world. I am rather shy, but when I am at work I have to be outgoing and friendly. Sometimes it is a real pain to be friendly to some of the out of town visitors that come here to eat. But yesterday was different.

A tall, older gentleman came in to the restaurant for a late dinner. He was by himself and was the quiet type, but had a nice smile. I could tell he liked what he saw when I greeted him at the hostess counter. His face lit up. I was wearing one of my more revealing dresses that was too short, and had an open v-cut in the front. It is a bit too low cut for me to wear to work, but it makes me feel sexy.

We had the usual chit-chat as I showed him to a table. I put him in a more private area of the restaurant since I thought he would enjoy it more than being in a noisy area. Most of the crowd was gone anyway since this was a week night, so I decided to wait on him myself. He ordered a bourbon, neat, to start, and when I brought it to him, he thanked me, said “cheers”, and took a long sip. He asked me a few menu questions but I don’t really think he cared about food. He also asked about the area and if there was anything to do after hours. I told him I would think of some suggested places to go when I brought him another drink.

I don’t normally talk with our guests after they sit down. But for some reason I was in the mood to get to know this man. It is amazing how much information you can learn from someone just in the few minutes of bringing a menu or a fresh cocktail. His name was Bill. He was from out of state, and here for business. He’d be here a couple of days for meetings. He was staying at one of the nice hotels nearby. .

The restaurant was nearly empty, and so I boldly asked him if I could sit at his table for a few moments to rest my feet. He bent down and carefully grabbed one of my ankles and said “let me make your feet feel better”, and he slipped off my shoe and proceeded to give me a wonderful foot massage. It felt fantastic, and for a moment I did not think about how odd this was, but I leaned back and relished his touch. He gestured for me to give him the other foot, and I did so very willingly.

My legs were spread as he worked his strong hands on my sore feet. I became instantly relaxed. I was not wearing panty hose or stockings, thank goodness, so my bare feet were against his skin. I tilted my head back as he spoke in his southern drawl about how lovely my legs were. I realized he could see right up my dress when he commented on the color of my panties. I turned red with blush, but suddenly had a flash of wetness in my pussy. Damn. A stranger touches me and I am beginning to melt.

Bill could tell that I was very interested in him. He said he’d love to massage my shoulders too, but I would need to come to his hotel room so I could stretch out. There was no way I would normally go to a stranger’s hotel room. But there was something about him that made me feel safe, yet insecure at the same time. I told him I’d consider it, and I dashed off. I had to get my composure back before making a fool of myself.

The restaurant was closing and he made another attempt to get me to his room. I asked him, meekly, if I would be safe. He looked at me and grinned. “I guess you will just have to trust me”. I gulped. I could not resist. I asked for his room number. I wrote it down. I told him I would only come there for a massage. He said, “I understand”. Hmmm.

I hurried thru closing, and freshened up as best I could in the restroom. I then drove to Bill’s hotel. The whole time I am thinking to myself, what am I doing? I could not resist. I began to talk myself into this. I would never have to see this man again, so I should just enjoy this. My heart was racing. I was standing at his door, about to knock, but wanted to run away. I could not leave. I tapped meekly on the door. As he opened it he said, “I knew you’d come”. Wow, he could almost read my mind. He offered me a drink, which I quickly downed. Then another. I don’t drink much, so the alcohol quickly gave me a buzz. His voice and manners made me quite at ease so in no time I was relaxed again.

He said, “Are you ready?” and handed me a hotel robe. He pointed to the bathroom and said I could undress in there. I followed his suggestion like an automaton. I went into the bath and quietly slipped out of my dress, bra and panties. I watched myself in the mirror as I undressed. I hoped Bill would like what he saw.

He had me lay face down on the bed. I undid the robe but kept it covering my back and hips. He brushed back my hair and carefully slid the robe down to just over the crack of my ass. I was practically totally exposed to a man I had just met a couple of hours ago. My head was swimming with mixed messages. Good girls don’t do this. But I am old enough to experiment. And this is a onetime thing, etc., etc. I was justifying my actions because I was captivated by this visitor.

When Bill pulled back the robe, he said “you are very beautiful. Thank you for trusting me. Now just relax and enjoy”.He started at my neck. He used both hands and worked the muscles on either side of my spine. It felt delightful. In no time, I completely forgot I was naked. I gave my body permission to enjoy this pleasure. Bill worked his way down to my lower back. He stopped for a moment, and then came back with some massage lotion. He pulled the robe off of me and tossed it on the floor. He got on the bed and straddled me. Somewhere during all this he managed to get out of his suit because I felt his bare legs touching my thighs.

My nipples started to burn as he ran his hands up and down my back. I wanted to turn over and have him work on my breasts but I could not be that bold. His hands cupped one of my hips and one hand slid down on each side. The inner hand brushed against my pussy, sending electric shocks to my entire body. I could not stop the moaning as he touched my sensitive areas. He knew he had me when I spread my legs to give him full access to me. My pussy was pulsing as it anticipated the next touch from his strong hands. I wanted him to finger me so badly. Just push one in….please!, I silently demanded.

He now leaned forward, and I felt his stomach on my hips as he leaned on me. His face was near my ear and his hot breath was on my neck. I felt him press against my hips and realized his erection was throbbing against me. My pussy was drenched with juice and on fire with desire. I reached back with one hand and found his hard dick. I squeezed it, then guided it in to my hot, wet cunt. I could not believe I was being so bold and nasty. But I had to have that thing inside me.

He shoved himself in and grunted. I gasped and said “oh gawd”. We both paused, when we suddenly realized we were about to fuck. I got up on my elbows and pushed back in order to get his dick inside me as deep as I could get it. It felt so nice and big and so filling. It had been so long since I had been fucked and this was so unexpected and dirty. I loved it.

Bill slowly penetrated me. I could feel every inch as it glided past my pussy lips. My cunt made a gushing sound as he stroked in and out. It was very nasty to know that my body was yielding so completely to this stranger’s touch. We both became more audible as he continued to piston into me. Our animistic grunts were the most erotic sounds I could imagine. It was as if there was nothing else going on in the world. My entire being was concentrating on being fucked.

He reached around and found my swollen clit. His fingers massaged it in unison with his penetrations. I felt my pussy frothing with juice as I grabbed the sheets with my clenched fingers. He soon had a fistful of my hair and pulled my head back as if to get more leverage as he pounded my snatch. His fingers feverishly worked my clit as his penis split me in half. I could no longer fight off the climax and I erupted in a glorious orgasm. Bill continued his assault and ground himself into me. I could feel him tense up and shoot his load of jism into my bare, naked cunt. I felt him spurt. It was like having a second orgasm to feel him fill me up with his cum.

We both collapsed, still connected. His heart was beating wildly and he could hardly breathe as he mashed me into the mattress. He was still inside me but I could feel the erection slowly dissipating. His sweat had dripped all over me and I loved the sensation of being wet from him. He peeled off and lay panting on his back. In a struggling voice he said “I am too old for all this, but you made me so horny, I could not help myself”. I was happy I had made him want to fuck me. It was one of the best fucks of my life. I think I have changed my opinion about out of town visitors.

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