1. Meeting Anne


    Date: 12/12/2017, Categories: Cheating, Author: oceanrunner, Source: LushStories

    As I walked into the cheap hotel, I was glad that she had chosen a place that was so discreet. It was conveniently off the highway, but the parking lot was secluded, and that did a lot to ease my anxiety about getting caught. Even without those nerves, my heart was hammering in my chest as I walked through the lobby and past the desk. I was glad that it wasn’t the kind of hotel where you had to check in with the clerk to get to the rooms. Anne’s last email had told me the room number and even where to go, since she had booked the room and arrived first. I didn’t have long to go before I reached room #105. Could I go through with this? I had driven for a long time to get here, but my mind had been on autopilot. The reality of the decision was now. I hesitated. I couldn’t hear anything behind the door, but I had to assume she was in there. Could we really even pull off meeting the way we had discussed so often on email? A little bit of background first. We had “met” on a notorious website designed for married people to find partners to cheat with. It hadn’t taken too long for us to discover that we shared a lot of the same sexual fantasies, and that we were willing (assuming we would actually meet) to fulfill each other’s desires with passion and enthusiasm, both of which were missing at home for each of us. As we had gotten to know each other electronically, we had realized that we were startlingly in sync on even our hardest-to-admit fantasies. The things we had ...
    discussed doing to each other had gotten increasingly kinky, and realistically impossible to pull off in a single afternoon. Further, many of the toys she told me she had bought in anticipation for our meeting and stored at an understanding friend’s house were inaccessible. The friend had not been available with the short enough notice that our last-minute tryst required. And one of the things we had talked about the most would only ever be possible to pull off once. The idea was that I would walk into the room and that no words would be exchanged. We wouldn’t even touch or kiss yet. Rather, I would take a seat in the hotel room’s inevitable armchair, and I would undo my pants. She would kneel before me and start sucking my cock. And that would be our first physical contact. A blowjob before we had touched in any other way, and before we had exchanged any words in person. I raised my hand and knocked on the door. Once. Twice. I expected that the door would open right away, mostly because I was so eager. When it took a few seconds, a part of me figured that this was a prank. Would any woman really agree to meet someone for the first time and have the first thing she did be suck his dick in a hotel room? But before more than a few seconds passed, the door opened and revealed… an empty motel room, with the usual things. Bad art on the wall. Cheap wall-to-wall carpeting. Queen sized bed. I registered that a few of the things we needed were arranged at the foot of the bed. There was a ...
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