Hannah was in the downtown Dallas Neiman Marcus when she met Connor a little before lunch. Standing in front of a mirror, Hannah was holding a black, strapless, tight-fitting, mini dress against her body, up to her neck.
“With your red hair and perfect body, you would look fabulous in that dress. You should try it on.”
Hannah looked around and the voice was from a well-dressed, good-looking, man whom she judged to be in his late twenties or possibly low thirties. He oozed masculinity, promiscuity, and unreliability, the kind of guy that can dampen her panties.
“I love it, and I’ve thought about it, but five hundred dollars may be a little out of my budget.”
“Try it on. If it fits and you like it, I will buy it for you if you will have lunch with me,” the man stated.
“A married lady probably shouldn’t, but my husband is not here and I like the dress too much to pass on this splendid opportunity,” Hannah replied. She knew the man was too sophisticated and high-class to suggest, or to expect, more than lunch, at least not yet. Therefore, why not accept a semi-expensive dress that she wanted?
After pausing for a moment, Hannah said, “I will try the dress on.”
When she returned, the gentleman said, “Wow! That fits and looks even better than I expected. You are gorgeous. I’ll pay for the dress and then let’s have lunch. I want to enjoy the view during lunch.”
Hannah smiled and looked up, indicating he could look all he wanted. Buying the dress gives him that privilege. As the gentleman paid for the dress, Hannah put her other clothes in a Neiman Marcus sack. When she returned, he said, “By the way, my name is Conner.”
“It’s nice to meet you, I’m Hannah.”
“It is always a pleasure to meet a beautiful lady. Come, let’s have lunch.”
After they were seated, Connor suggested Wild Gulf Red Snapper and Hannah nodded. Additionally, she ordered the Green Goddess Cobb salad and a glass of white wine. Hannah calculated that her meal was seventy-six dollars, before taxes and a tip. They spent about an hour for lunch and chatting. Hannah learned that Connor was an architectural manager and was in Dallas for an inspection.
“We are the architects for a forty-story building near Denver, that will be completed in a couple of months. There is an outstanding view from the top, that I would love to show you. The lighting and elevators have been completed and are working,” Connor said.
“I would love to see it on a weekend that Carter is not home,” Hannah replied.
“When is that?” Connor asked.
“Carter travels to other cities, one or two times a month, and occasionally more often.”
“How long are his trips?” Connor asked.
“Usually, Carter leaves late Friday afternoon or evening and returns on Monday or Tuesday. Often, he doesn’t know if he is going until the day he leaves,” Hannah replied.
“Call me the next time your husband is out of town and I will fly you, business class, to Denver. There is a separate counter for business class to board flights that are not crowded so you will not have to wait in line. It is only a two-hour flight and there are almost a dozen flights every day, so you can leave and return whenever you choose.”
“Okay, I will give you a call the next time Carter goes out of town if I’m in the mood (meaning if she is in the mood for sex),” Hannah replied.
They exchanged phone numbers, and Hannah thanked Connor for buying her the dress and paying for her lunch. Then they said their goodbyes and Hannah changed back into her clothes, put her new dress in a Neiman Marcus sack, left the store, and drove home.
Hannah called Connor Friday noon, four weeks later, and said, “I’m free to travel this weekend.” Two weeks earlier, she wasn’t in the mood when Carter went out of town.
“I will call you back with the flight times after I buy your tickets.” Two hours later, Connor called Hannah, “Your flight leaves Dallas at six a.m. Saturday morning. I will pick you up at the Denver airport at eight a.m. and we will go somewhere for breakfast. Your return flight is at 11:40 a.m. Sunday. Are those times acceptable?” Conner asked
“They are perfect,” Hannah replied.
“Bring your black mini dress and we will go dancing Saturday night.”
“I will,” Hannah replied, and, ‘After dancing, you will fuck me,’ Hannah said to herself.
For the trip to Denver, Hannah wore a skirt and pullover sweater. After picking Hannah up at the airport, Connor drove to the Taste of Denmark for breakfast. After breakfast, Connor took Hannah to the forty-story building his architectural firm designed. There was no construction today, as is often the case on weekends, so Connor used his key and, once inside, turned on some lights and led Hannah to an elevator. Connor kissed Hannah, during the forty-story ride in the elevator.
The view of the mountains from the top of the forty-story building was spectacular. While Hannah was enjoying the view, Connor grabbed the hem of both sides of her pullover sweater, and as Hannah lifted her arms, Connor pulled it over her head. Then he unfastened Hannah’s bra and skirt. Still wearing only her shoes, thong, and wedding ring, Hannah stepped back, turned around, and kissed Connor.
While Hannah was helping Connor remove his clothes, he removed her thong. Then, with his arms under her knees, his hand on her bottom, and her arms around his neck, they fucked standing up. It was like fucking in public, and Hannah thought it was so exciting and naughty. Anyone in the adjacent high-rise building, and anyone on the nearby mountain, with binoculars, could watch them fuck. Moreover, any construction workers, who decided to work today, could walk in on them. The excitement and naughtiness of those possibilities stimulated Hannah’s libido and she quickly had an orgasm. Then, using words she seldom would say, Hannah said, “God damn, Connor. This is so fuckin’ wicked and I love it.”
Hannah recalled seeing the restroom when she stepped out of the elevator. Therefore, she gathered her clothes and walked naked to the ladies’ restroom to clean up. The restroom still needed a door and some painting, but otherwise, it was fully functional.
After they dressed, Carter took Hannah to Larimer Square, where mostly they went window shopping, but Carter did buy Hannah a two-hundred-fifty-dollar necklace and earrings, that will go well with her black, strapless, mini dress, that she will wear tonight when Connor takes her dancing. They had lunch at Osteria Marco and after lunch, they went to the Denver Art Museum. That was followed by a trip to the Denver Museum of Nature & Science.
Just before six p.m., Conner took Hannah to his house. They talked and rested for a while and then Hannah showered and dressed, before leaving for dinner and dancing afterward. For dinner, Carter took Hannah to the romantic, Brasserie Brixton. After all, French is the language of love, and the Brasserie Brixton leans into romance with a charming, modern, space, that transports diners to Paris with its relaxed ambiance and expansive, mostly French, wine list. Connor did not need to court and spend so much money to fuck Hannah, but he enjoyed every minute of it, and tonight, Hannah would give Connor more than he expected.
For dancing, Connor took Hannah to The Church. The Church is Denver’s best well-known dance experience and draws the best international DJs and cutting-edge talent. Completed in 1889, the former church is a great place to dance. A little after ten p.m., Connor and Hannah entered the nightclub and Hannah could tell The Church was a swinging place. With high-beamed Gothic architecture & stained-glass windows, and good music, Hannah loved it.
Hannah danced most dances with Connor, but she danced half a dozen dances with other hot, young men and she did not mind hearing their clever propositions to which she would reply, “Maybe next time.”
They left at one a.m. and arrived at Connor’s house, Hannah said, “Honey, where is the bedroom? Give me a few minutes to get out of my clothes into something comfortable?”
“Okay, Darling,” Connor replied.
When several minutes passed, Connor entered the bedroom, Hannah was sitting on the foot of the bed with a sultry look, in a loose-fitting, satin chemise, that looked like it could fall off. Her panties were showing and her legs were spread apart, like she wanted to be fucked, and a good fucking by Connor is exactly what she wanted.
“Honey, you look delicious,” Connor said.
“Thank you, so much,” Hannah replied, “I picked this outfit just for you, so please ravish me. Tonight, I am all yours, and other than anal and severe pain, I will do anything you want, because, ‘I aim to please’. I want you to cherish tonight in your memory, as long as you live.”
“Darling, you have made a good start of doing that already,” Connor said.
As Connor was undressing, Hannah’s eyes never left him. Conner liked it when he took off his undershorts and Hannah licked her lips when she could see his hard, erect cock. Before getting onto the bed with Hannah, Connor flipped the light switch, leaving it dark, except for the light from the LED bedroom night light.
Connor and Hannah hugged, kissed, and explored each other’s bodies with their hands. Hannah’s panties came off and then her chemise. As they were feeling each other’s bodies and changing positions, Hannah saw an opportunity to suck Connor’s cock and she took it, swallowing as much of his cock as she could without choking. That felt wonderful but Connor wanted to breed Hannah. Even if she was on the pill, and she probably is, Conner still wanted to breed her. Moreover, after Hannah sucked his cock and increased his urgency, he needed to breed Hannah without further foreplay and, since Hannah’s pussy was wet, which he already discovered, he wanted to breed her now. That was fine with Hannah. Her pussy was at full flow and her sexual excitement had already peaked.
When Hannah felt Connor’s cock pressing on her pussy, she willingly spread her legs giving him access. Then as Connor plunged his cock deep into her pussy and furiously fucked her, Hannah enthusiastically, and energetically, responded by moving and rotating her hips. It took Connor less than a minute to empty his balls deep into her pussy, but that was long enough to give Hannah an intense orgasm as she screamed, “YES! YES! OH GOD! YESSS!”
After they climaxed, they were both breathing hard but feeling exuberant. Connor apologized, saying, “Darling, I just couldn’t wait because you were so damn sexy, I had to have you, but I promise, that I will make it up to you.”
“Oh, Connor, honey, you were perfect, I didn’t want to wait any longer either,” Hannah replied.
Nevertheless, for the next half hour, Connor caressed and played with her body with an understanding of her womanhood that Carter rarely shows. After Hannah climaxed again, they dozed for awhile in a post-coital embrace. Connor was awakened a couple of hours later, with Hannah sucking on his cock. This time, she was not going to be denied tasting and swallowing Connor’s hot seed. Taking as much of his cock into her mouth as she could, she was vigorously sucking his cock and bobbing her head up and down, as Connor just concentrated on enjoying an orgasm without effort.
They fell asleep again in each other’s arms. Just after dawn, Connor fucked Hannah again, but this time his urgency had gone. Fucking Hannah was slow and long, and Hannah climaxed half a minute before Connor did. After he climaxed, Connor was fucked out for several days, unless Hannah would risk staying for another day.
After lying in bed for another hour or two, they got up and showered. After they were dressed, Connor took Hannah to Lucile’s Creole Café for a late breakfast. After breakfast, Connor drove Hannah to the Denver airport, a little more than an hour before her scheduled 11:40 a.m. departure. At the airport, they hugged and kissed, and then, after saying their goodbyes, Hannah boarded the plane to return home to Dallas.
Connor had spent a couple of thousand dollars to spend a day with, and to fuck, Hannah. However, that was less than a high-priced call girl, with Hannah’s looks, would have cost. Furthermore, with a call girl, it would be about money, while Hannah did it because she was very sexually attracted to him.
Hannah was home a day before Carter returned. Hannah was pleased with how easy it was to fly to another state, to cuckold Carter with another new cock, and Carter doesn’t have a clue and never will. Should Connor call, Hannah would be willing to fuck him again. However, she suspected that would be the last time she would see Connor, however, that was fine. She had a very good time traveling to Denver and getting fucked by a new extremely attractive, exciting, and sexy man.
