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Business Trip

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: admin Posted on: 19 Aug 1999 0 comments
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Business Trip by I am a young guy and like to meet women on business trips. I have found that older women have the best moves. I met Angela at a bar. She was a knockout, with short red hair and perky tits. She appeared to be in her late thirties. After we talked for a while she invited me up to her suite and their was no question that something was going to happen. She sat me down on her a chair and told me that I should sit quietly until she told me what to do. The she lied back on the couch sitting next to it and stretched out. "Take off my panties, but don't get frisky", she said, pulling up her long dress to her knees. I reached up and pulled down her panties from the sides. "Now unfasten my bra." I did, carefully. "Sit back down." She closed her eyes and started touching stroking her pussy through her dress, then reached into her bra and caressed her right breast. "Do you think I'm sexy?" she asked, her legs writhing. "Oh yeah!" I blurted. She continued for a couple of minutes, stroking herself with two fingers, apparently one on each lip. I started touching myself, too. "Wait", she said,"me first. Stick your hand under my dress." I did, and she scooted up and pressed herself against my hand. "Put it in." I slid in my middle finger, and she clamped tightly around it. "Don't move", she said. Her muscles were so strong that I didn't have to. She made love to my finger by clasping and unclasping her muscles. "Do you want to fuck me?" she asked. "Ohgodyes." I said, "Only for my husband." she said, pumping up and down. After a couple of minutes she collapsed in ectasy and put her head on my shoulder. I reached up to caress her breast, but she pushed it away. "What about me?" I asked. She reached into her dresser and pulled out a tube of lubricant. Then she slipped her dress off. She was wearing a sheer bra which revealed perky brown nipples and sheer panties which showed black pubic hair. I never would have guessed that her hair was dyed. "Do you want me on top or on bottom?" she asked. "Um, bottom, I guess." Then she lied back and that bed and put her squirted lubricant on her hand. "Turn off the light." I did and climbed on top of her. "Fuck me" she said. I slipped my cock into her hand. She was good at this. Her hand was very soft, and as I slipped my cock in and out her hand imitated the rhythmic clasping of her pussy. It beat most of the "real" sex I had before. "Am I good?" she asked. "You're great." She had an experienced touch, knowing just when to loosen off. I knew she must be even better when she uses her cunt. She gasped as I came on her stomach, and held me. "I want to see you again." I said. "I don't like complicated relationships." she said. "What about your husband?" "He's worth it." she said, bluntly. I put on my clothes and left. I never saw her again, but always dreamed of having the real thing with her.