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Ashes and Tears
I have been very fortunate in my life. In my profession, I have had the opportunity to work around the country and even internationally. While that’s great fun, it has occasionally created some travel problems. For example, in April of 2010, I was traveling to Italy and was flying through JFK in New York. Unfortunately, that was when an Icelandic volcano was erupting and spewing ash into the sky along our flight path. So normally a 6 pm Friday night departure out of New York was being pushed back, and back, and back until finally just before midnight they called off the flight.
After they rolled the triple seven back to the gate they announced we could go pick up our luggage and we would try again the next evening. So as a flight full of people we trundled off to the baggage carousels. All the way there people muttered about hoping the airline would provide accommodations for the night. At the carousels, the baggage took no time to arrive and the airline's gate agent had the unenviable task to inform the flight of three to four hundred people that since the volcano was an act of God, the airlines had no responsibility to find hotel rooms for us. I was traveling with an associate, a young woman. She started calling her sister who lived in New York, and just about then the gate agent grabbed me and he indicated to me that since I was such a good, high mileage frequent flyer, on a first-class ticket, that the airlines had a hotel room for me. I was stunned and glad he didn’t announce that to the group!
His announcement to me seemed to be a blessing laced with guilt! While my associate was taken care of by her sister, and I had a hotel room, but there were hundreds of people without! Parents with children, seniors, couples, all racing to call hotels or figuring where they would crash for the night! My guilt was only masked by the big assed smile on my face from the knowledge that would sleep comfortably that night!
After gathering my luggage and taking a short shuttle ride to the hotel I found myself standing in a double check-in line for the two desk agents at the hotel, along with dozens of other people looking for rooms. In that line, there was a woman standing next to me. We started talking about what a jacked-up day it had been. She flew in from Kansas to photograph her friend’s wedding the next day. Actually it was later that day considering it was after midnight. Her flight had been delayed due to weather. As we spoke I was struck by her sweet smile. You know... the kind of a smile that just lights up a face. She seemed cute and outgoing and we seemed to hit it off.
The more I looked, the more beauty I discovered. As she pulled off her hat and scarf out tumbled long dark hair to fall around an angelic face. Then her gloves came off next and I immediately looked for a ring... and found nothing but a meticulous delicate hand. She introduced herself as Kelly and I introduced myself as Will, and the warmth of her smile was only matched by the warmth of her handshake.
As I got to the desk slightly ahead of her I was just about checked in when she reached the desk. My hotel clerk was all apologetic to me about the line and only having only a king bedroom since most people were traveling with kids and everyone seemed to be looking for twin queens. I told them it was no problem as I was alone. I leaned over and asked Kelly if she’d like to get a nightcap at the bar since it was still open. She agreed, and I told her I’d wait in the bar for her to finish registering.
When she went back to speaking with the clerk he asked for ID and a credit card. She handed the clerk her driver's license and told him the room was prepaid. He said that the room was reserved but not prepaid and that he would need a credit card. She said she didn’t have one, nor enough cash to cover the room. So she got on the phone and called her friend the bride to be. Evidently the bride was supposed to pick up the hotel cost in exchange for Kelly photographing the wedding. Or so Kelly understood. Sadly the bride made the reservations but never paid for the room.
After a heated discussion she hung up and Kelly was in tears. She trundled into the bar and regaled me with the story of the conversations with the clerk and the bitch of a bride. She then started dialing to reach her parents. I asked who she was calling at nearly 1:30 AM? I told her that they’d love hearing from their daughter at this hour looking for a credit card!
I told her that my room was provided by the airlines and that my company was covering my travel so I could easily make excuses for a room charge. She said she would repay me and gave me a quick hug telling me I was a life saver. Personally, it helped with my guilt over having a hotel room when hundreds of my fellow passengers didn’t get a room.
So we went back to the desk to check her in and the clerk looked at us with a quizzical look and asked for the name on the reservation, Kelly gave her last name and the clerk said that the reservation had been canceled since it was unpaid and Kelly hadn’t had a charge card, and that they had just given that reservation to someone else! She was shocked! But I can understand that hotels were at a premium with the flight delays. I asked if there was any other room the had and he told me they were booked solid. Kelly burst into tears again! I thought to myself this girl cries a lot!
So I took Kelly aside and asked if she was a crazed serial killer. The sheer stupidity of the question was obvious, but it distracted her long enough to stop the flow of tears. Then I told her that if she wasn’t a serial killer she could have the bed in my room and that I’d sleep in the reclining chair or the sofa in the room. I didn’t care where I slept as long as I could get a shower in the morning. She hugged me again and my altruistic intentions started to waiver.
On the way up to my room, we stopped to get a couple of soft drinks and snacks and we settled into the room. She took a bag and went into the bathroom to change into her nightwear. She came out, stunning me, in a long man size tee having a tweety bird logo, with what appeared to be yoga pants. She was gorgeous, trim and very fit, long dark wavy hair. When I was able to get my jaw off the floor I joked about being a “puddy cat”, and that smile appeared.
She sat next to me on that small sofa and we began to chat and snack. She found out what I did for a living and she told me about her photography work and her very recent ex. She told me she had let him take nude photographs of her after his incessant badgering. She thought since it was her camera equipment she could control the images. Then a couple of months later she got a message from a girlfriend that her pictures showed up on a porn website. Evidently he had gotten access to the images and sold them. She said after kicking her bf to the curb she was still fighting to get the pics off the web.
Damn, I wanted to see those pictures... but I was a gentleman and didn’t ask, nor did she offer.
Meanwhile, I was still in my sweater and jeans, I like to travel comfortably. Then Kelly asked why I hadn’t slipped into my pajamas, and I had to admit that I don’t own a pair. Traveling alone lets me travel light, and I love sleeping in the buff. She then admitted that she loved to sleep in the nude as well. She leaned over and started to pull my sweater off and as she did we kissed. Gently and sweetly our lips met and her warmth started a fire within us both. Our tongues darted and danced.
My hands began to pull her in close as she slid into my arms and I noticed there was no bra under that tee. Her figure was firm and tight and my hands found their way to her nicely full 32b/c cups. Caressing them led to a low breathy moan and her nipples began to harden as our kisses got hotter and deeper. Laying back on the sofa I pulled her up on me as her hands explored my chest with such a soft warm touch.
Then she began kissing and sucking my tongue like it was a tiny cock. Which made my penis throb. Meanwhile, I was exploring her little apple bottom and discovering that the yoga pants covered a firm little ass. As I started to push those pants down I found a baby smooth and freshly waxed pussy. That brought a huge smile to my face, as it’s a weakness of mine. To me a bald pussy just sort of silently screams to be tongued to orgasm!
I then began exploring gently as she sat up a bit and pulled off her tee. I pulled her back down and began to kiss her neck as I whispered into her ear how gorgeous she was. Her hands began exploring my jeans in search of my throbbing member, and shortly thereafter my jeans hit the floor. As they did I lifted her up and took her over to the bed. She was light as a feather. After setting her down we both reached to remove my boxers.
As she pulled them down my now rock hard cock popped free and she smiled that gorgeous smile. I then pushed her back and those sexy legs split wide showing off her glistening pussy. I lean down and started kissing my way to her pussy. The first licks were slow and long taking my time as she squirmed at each flick of my tongue. Soon she reached down with well manicured fingers to part her labia and invite me deeper. So I slid a finger slowly in her, she was so wet it was like warm butter. Then I focused on teasing her clit with little flicks of my tongue and gentle sucking and a little-humming of the national anthem.
I thought that was appropriate since at least one of us was full staff and standing at attention! It wasn’t long before she started to get close and then I pulled back and started kissing a path to her mouth as she moaned for more attention to her pussy. I whispered something about patience and anticipation being an aphrodisiac. Then I curled my fingers to rub her g-spot and that sent her over the edge! She began to moan loudly asking for me to fill her with my cock.
As I reached the height of her breasts I began kissing and sucking those alternating attention to them equally. They breasts were the just the right size for her frame with quarter sized with nips that reached out nicely for my tongue. Each time I sucked one harder it elicited a moan as her breathing got heavier and deeper.
As I teased her breasts my cock was hovering above her pussy and she wrapped her legs around me and reached down to guide me. I took my time sliding in slowly perhaps an inch at a time. Each time I’d push forward her hips would push in response trying to get me deeper, and I’d pull back just a bit to tease her. When I was finally about halfway in I pulled out to the tip and slid the full length in until I was fully engulfed. Her moaning encouragement had me repeating that effort smoothly, repeatedly, each thrust eliciting a responsive moan and her hips thrusting that smooth pussy in matching rhythm.
Now I don’t know about you, but few things get me hotter than knowing a woman wants me. To hear the sweet voice of an intelligent woman, her breath ragged as she gets closer to orgasm, moan those raw words of, “Oh please fuck me!”
My teasing had her on the edge and I pushed deep and held her and rolled over on my back. Her still impaled on my cock. While I wasn’t tired I wanted to enjoy seeing her chase her orgasm and expend her effort to getting over the edge. She began to ride me cowgirl like I was the last rented horse in the barn! While I had a beautiful view of that body working hard to fuck us both. Shortly after I placed my thumb on her clit she froze deep on me and I could feel her legs and pussy grasping me as deep as she could go. Her eyes closed and I heard her moan loudly and collapse down on me. My cock drenched with her wetness.
I waited about five seconds and rolled her on her back and pushed her legs over my shoulders. I dragged her to the edge of the bed and stood there, then slid in again.. this time with more passion and intent. My cock hitting her cervix with each thrust and my balls slapping her ass. She was just coming out of her first post-orgasmic daze when my effort took her by surprise. While urging me on she had less energy and I took a bit of advantage to control position and pace. As she recovered I was fading in energy and she rolled me on my back again and spun to reverse cowgirl for another ride. Her efforts pushed me over the edge and she knew so as I flooded her with my load.
She laid back on top of me and we just sort of collapsed there. At some point we pulled a comforter over us and we slept soundly.
About 7:30 in the morning she got up and went to the bathroom and returned with a warm washcloth. She began to wake me by washing my manhood. I woke to that brilliant smile. We kissed sweetly and were about to get busy when her cell phone rang. I watched her answer and thought I’d jump into the shower and give her some privacy. Moments later I heard a loud, “Fuck you.” Then she came in and joined me in the shower. I asked if everything was all right and she said perfect. I asked what was the FU? She told me is was the bride seeking her photographer for before wedding pictures.
I told Kelly to thank the bride for me!
I’d never been so happy to see volcanic ashes and tears!
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