Gary was sitting in
the bar enjoying a pint before he went to his room to turn in, when he spotted
a familiar figure, a nice little figure and one that he had once known
intimately.
Maureen was still as
lovely as she always was, and she still clearly had class, and immaculate dress
sense in a flared silk dress and matching accessories, the only thing she wasn’t
wearing was a smile, which surprised him, and then she went out through the
door towards the toilets, so he thought he’d say hello when she returned.
After about 20 minutes
he was convinced Maureen wasn’t going to the toilets but had actually gone
home, so he drained his glance and decided to use the facilities himself before
getting another drink.
But when he left the
bar he found Maureen standing by the cigarette machine with her back to him and
it was apparent that she was crying
“Maureen?” he said
“Yes” she answered as
she turned towards him
“Oh Gary” she
exclaimed and buried her face in his chest and began to cry anew.
When he managed to get
her to calm down he got to the bottom of what had upset her, and that was her
boyfriend, who had just dumped her, he never found out his name she just kept
referring to him as “bastard”.
After that he proposed
he take her for a quiet drink, so they could talk, but she didn’t want to go
back into the bar, so he suggested they go to his room instead and get room
service and she agreed.
Upstairs in the room,
one drink lead to another drink, and another and then the talking and
reminiscing lead to kissing, and the potent mix of kissing, alcohol and a
deep-seated regret at separating, meant that one thing led to another.
Although Maureen had
been very upset at the time, after being dumped by her “bastard” ex-boyfriend
the night before, she seemed to quickly come to terms with the situation as she
took every ounce of satisfaction from him, that night and twice again the next
morning.
The second time of
which occurred when he was in the shower washing her lust off his body, and it
began when she slipped quietly into the bathroom and sat on the edge of the
bath and took his cock in her mouth and sucked him up to full erection.
After which she used
him and abused him and by the end of the knee trembler against the tiles he was
shattered, and he collapsed as his legs had completely gone.
He had to sit in the
bath to recharge his batteries and he just sat there with the shower spraying
down on him for a full twenty minutes.
By the time he
re-emerged from the bathroom, still dripping wet, Maureen was already fully
dressed.
“You’ve recovered then”
she said and laughed
“I’ll remember that
the next time you’re gagging for it,” he retorted
“You’ll still shag me
though” she said and walked over and kissed him and then he scooped her up in his
arms
“Put me down you’ll
get me all wet,” she protested
“That’s just how I
like you” he teased and then they kissed.
But that was all they
did as he had to vacate the room and they both had trains to catch and besides
he was so knackered that he probably wouldn’t have been able to go again for at
least 24 hours.
So, he put her down
and she giggled as she sponged herself dry, then she sat down and watched him
drying himself and by the lascivious look in her eye he couldn’t tell if she was
remembering what she’d had or imagining what she was going to get the next time
and he knew by her leery expression that there would definitely be a next time.
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