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Taking The Scenic Route Home: Part 1 free porn video
I’d been lecturing at Charlottesville University and was due to make my way home. As part of an exchange programme I lecture in history and its application in the context of modern politics, diplomacy, international relations etc a few times a year; put simply, answering the ‘what can we learn from history?’ question. The last lecture was the usual mix of final year undergrads and post-graduates reading similar subjects and those with a general interest.
Normally, after finishing my lecture I made a beeline for Dulles airport to catch the evening flight home back to Blighty. This time however, I’d been invited by my host to take part in a post lecture Q&A/debate session. This was fairly novel to me and I had managed to persuade my home university to cough up for the extra night’s hotel bill (and if I could get away with it some convivial beers!). All in all there were about thirty-odd people, mainly postgraduates, present for the debate which went very well with some intelligent questions and hearty debate; always very gratifying for an academic.
Post-debate my host, a British ex-pat now very happily living in the colonies (as we joke to one another) suggested we head off to a local bar for a few beers and invited anyone who wished to join us; as with any conference the best debate and work happens in the pub afterwards over a few beers. About ten people joined us and chancing my luck with my expense exclaim put my card behind the bar and got the first round in. One of those present, a woman whom I guessed was mid-late twenties and turned out to be named Toni (Antonia), asked for a pint (or 20oz as it turned out) of one of the local IPAs (India Pale Ale).
She got my attention I have to say, not only due to her choice of drink which chimed exactly with my own but because she was quite striking. Long dark hair, pale skin, high cheekbones, almost hypnotic green eyes, about 5’5”, with a delicately curvy, in proportion figure (32C/D I thought with hips to match); quite an arresting combination. Anyhow, being at least ten years her senior I put any salacious thoughts out my head, grabbed my beer and went to join the chat.
The drinks/debate was great and Toni it turned out was not only very attractive and sexy as hell but also confidant with a razor sharp mind and we enjoyed squaring off a number of times during the beer-fuelled debate, and I have to admit when she turned those green eyes on my fully I lost my train of thought more than once. She turned out to live in Washington DC, was reading for a Masters in International Relations following a law degree with a view to practicing international related law and had come down especially for my lecture on the advice of her supervisor; I was flatted I have to admit! After drinks we all left the pub. I thanked all the students for their interest and company, bade my goodnights and headed for my hotel.
About thirty seconds later I heard my name called; I turned round to see Toni heading towards me.
‘We’re heading in the same direction; I’m staying with a friend. Walk me home?’.
Ever being the English gent I agreed and off we strolled, Toni slipping her arm through mine. Whether it was deliberate or not I found my left arm gently rubbing against her firm boob as we walked. When we got to her friends place she thanked me for walking her back, tilted her head and gave me a peck on the cheek. Then, capturing me with those hypnotic green eyes, and in very sexy husky tones that just dripped alluring promise she said.
‘I’m heading back to DC tomorrow morning as well. If you’re driving too you should leave early and take the Skyline Drive that goes through the Shenandoah National Park… There are some incredible sights on the way...’
Before I could ask here anything more she kissed me again and disappeared inside. I wandered back to my hotel, somewhat dazed at how the evening had ended.
The next morning I woke at 5am; having been State-side for only a couple of days my body clock was still sorting itself out. I lay there wide awake and thought back to what Toni had said about the Skyline Drive, how she had looked at me and my mind slowly turned to Toni herself, how she looked and what give the opportunity I would like to do with her… I felt my cock swell and harden at the thought… Telling myself ‘don’t be such a silly sod, she’s intelligent, gorgeous, incredibly sexy, almost certainly has a boyfriend and even if she didn’t why would she be interested in a fighting-off-middle-age, British academic’ I gave up on sleep, threw the covers off, got out of bed, threw the switch on the coffee maker (the US is great but you REALLY can’t get a decent cup of tea!), switched on the tele and dressed for an early gym session.
Later when in the shower I thought ‘sod it. I will take the Skyline Drive’. I knew I had time to kill today before my flight (I didn’t want to get to Dulles any earlier than I had to) so I packed, had a leisurely breakfast and headed out about nine to my car. I didn’t have to be at Dulles until about 4ish so I had plenty of time. Who knows I thought, unbelievably optimistically as I checked my route to the start of the Skyline Drive, I might even bump in to Toni on the way…
Normally, after finishing my lecture I made a beeline for Dulles airport to catch the evening flight home back to Blighty. This time however, I’d been invited by my host to take part in a post lecture Q&A/debate session. This was fairly novel to me and I had managed to persuade my home university to cough up for the extra night’s hotel bill (and if I could get away with it some convivial beers!). All in all there were about thirty-odd people, mainly postgraduates, present for the debate which went very well with some intelligent questions and hearty debate; always very gratifying for an academic.
Post-debate my host, a British ex-pat now very happily living in the colonies (as we joke to one another) suggested we head off to a local bar for a few beers and invited anyone who wished to join us; as with any conference the best debate and work happens in the pub afterwards over a few beers. About ten people joined us and chancing my luck with my expense exclaim put my card behind the bar and got the first round in. One of those present, a woman whom I guessed was mid-late twenties and turned out to be named Toni (Antonia), asked for a pint (or 20oz as it turned out) of one of the local IPAs (India Pale Ale).
She got my attention I have to say, not only due to her choice of drink which chimed exactly with my own but because she was quite striking. Long dark hair, pale skin, high cheekbones, almost hypnotic green eyes, about 5’5”, with a delicately curvy, in proportion figure (32C/D I thought with hips to match); quite an arresting combination. Anyhow, being at least ten years her senior I put any salacious thoughts out my head, grabbed my beer and went to join the chat.
The drinks/debate was great and Toni it turned out was not only very attractive and sexy as hell but also confidant with a razor sharp mind and we enjoyed squaring off a number of times during the beer-fuelled debate, and I have to admit when she turned those green eyes on my fully I lost my train of thought more than once. She turned out to live in Washington DC, was reading for a Masters in International Relations following a law degree with a view to practicing international related law and had come down especially for my lecture on the advice of her supervisor; I was flatted I have to admit! After drinks we all left the pub. I thanked all the students for their interest and company, bade my goodnights and headed for my hotel.
About thirty seconds later I heard my name called; I turned round to see Toni heading towards me.
‘We’re heading in the same direction; I’m staying with a friend. Walk me home?’.
Ever being the English gent I agreed and off we strolled, Toni slipping her arm through mine. Whether it was deliberate or not I found my left arm gently rubbing against her firm boob as we walked. When we got to her friends place she thanked me for walking her back, tilted her head and gave me a peck on the cheek. Then, capturing me with those hypnotic green eyes, and in very sexy husky tones that just dripped alluring promise she said.
‘I’m heading back to DC tomorrow morning as well. If you’re driving too you should leave early and take the Skyline Drive that goes through the Shenandoah National Park… There are some incredible sights on the way...’
Before I could ask here anything more she kissed me again and disappeared inside. I wandered back to my hotel, somewhat dazed at how the evening had ended.
The next morning I woke at 5am; having been State-side for only a couple of days my body clock was still sorting itself out. I lay there wide awake and thought back to what Toni had said about the Skyline Drive, how she had looked at me and my mind slowly turned to Toni herself, how she looked and what give the opportunity I would like to do with her… I felt my cock swell and harden at the thought… Telling myself ‘don’t be such a silly sod, she’s intelligent, gorgeous, incredibly sexy, almost certainly has a boyfriend and even if she didn’t why would she be interested in a fighting-off-middle-age, British academic’ I gave up on sleep, threw the covers off, got out of bed, threw the switch on the coffee maker (the US is great but you REALLY can’t get a decent cup of tea!), switched on the tele and dressed for an early gym session.
Later when in the shower I thought ‘sod it. I will take the Skyline Drive’. I knew I had time to kill today before my flight (I didn’t want to get to Dulles any earlier than I had to) so I packed, had a leisurely breakfast and headed out about nine to my car. I didn’t have to be at Dulles until about 4ish so I had plenty of time. Who knows I thought, unbelievably optimistically as I checked my route to the start of the Skyline Drive, I might even bump in to Toni on the way…
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