Alan’s job involved a lot of travel and whilst there were a number of countries where he really enjoyed spending time, Luxembourg was definitely not one of them. The drab, grey office buildings were depressing and there was no night life at all. That being said, he was in his 50s now and no longer quite the wild man of his youth when business trips used to involve heavy evening drinking with a late trip to a “Gentleman’s Club”, and waking up to an embarrassingly huge credit card bill. It had been fun, but he was past that now and having checked into his sparse and functional hotel room (irritatingly a twin rather than a double) Alan realised that what lay ahead was a long evening with a worthy but dull book he was trying to finish, followed by the inevitable online Lush session. That bit he looked forward to with some relish at least.
In an attempt to rise above his disgruntled mood, Alan decided to rejuvenate himself with a shower and change of clothes. Stepping out, he glanced at his body in the bathroom mirror and gave himself a mental pat on the back for keeping himself in decent shape. He’d been an active sportsman in his youth and had steadfastly not allowed himself to develop a middle aged spare tyre. He was a tall man with a good head of hair, and though the creep of age was upon him he enjoyed his fair share of female attention, much to his pleasant surprise, often from women who liked his sense of humour, old school charm and impeccable manners. Emerging from the bathroom he checked his watch and decided that a drink and a bite to eat at the hotel bar would kill some time before he squirreled himself away in his room for the night.
The bar was located on the mezzanine floor of the hotel and his low expectations for any atmosphere were immediately met as the lift door parted. The bar itself was big – far too big for the business trade – and Alan’s heart sank as he saw that he was quite literally the only person in there. It was a tough call at that stage between staying, or just giving up and surrendering to the minibar and room service. The hopeful greeting of the solitary barman sealed the deal and Alan forced his face into a benevolent smile as he sat down at the bar and ordered a drink. He felt guilty in hoping that the barman would not try to engage him in small talk. The guy seemed mercifully uninterested in doing anything other than taking his order, so Alan sipped his wine, ordered the club sandwich, and began to regret his decision to venture outside his room. He shut down any prospect of a change of heart by the barman by taking out his phone and aimlessly surfing for anything to keep his attention for a few minutes.
He barely looked up when the ping of the lift doors announced the arrival of another guest, but couldn’t help but take notice as an attractive woman emerged into the bar in an obvious stage of agitation. She was dragging her travel bag behind her whilst talking to her office about the “complete fuck up with the hotel”. The polite thing to do of course was to mind his own business, but it was impossible not to hear every word of the conversation with the poor colleague who was bearing the full brunt of her anger and frustration. It became obvious that whatever reservation this lady thought she had for the night was not in the hotel system, and that it was going to take some time to sort the mess out. The phone conversation came to an abrupt end once the orders to rectify the problem had been given. She slapped her phone onto the bar counter with a sigh of despair and ordered a drink.
The woman was very attractive, and Alan now faced the tricky conundrum of wanting to give her a full appraisal without making it clear to her that he was doing so. His first impressions were good. As she had walked to the bar Alan had quickly noted that she was wearing a classic white sleevless blouse and black skirt combination with what could have been black tights or stockings. He had a weak spot for the “office look” and his mind and eyes began to wander more freely. Helpfully for him the woman was currently absorbed in her phone, so he could be a little bolder and hold his sideways glances a little longer. She was a stunner. He guessed she was in her mid 40s, a petite brunette with an elegant shapely figure and an arousing aura of confidence in her appearance that immediately raised Alan’s heartbeat.
Draining her drink, she gave a despairing huff as it became clear from an email that the room issue was going to take a while to sort out, and it was now that Alan decided that he would make his first tentative steps to getting to know this woman a little better.
“It’s the oldest line in the book, but you look as if you could use another one of those”.
This was the make or break moment and even though the reply took miliseconds, it felt like a nervous eternity for Alan as the outcome was now binary. It was going to be refusal or acceptance.
“Ha…you’re right. What a disaster. I’m not going anywhere for a while so thank you, yes, I’ll have the same again”.
Alan smiled inwardly. The door was now slightly ajar.
“Do you mind if I join you? I couldn’t help but overhear your conversation. I might even be able to help if you have trouble finding somewhere. I’m sure you’ve got good people on the case, but I can access my company’s travel booking system in an emergency like this.”
She gave Alan a friendly smile.
“Sure. I’m a bit worried because we’re only a small company and I’ve only managed to reach a junior guy back in London who’s not really equipped to deal with this”.
Alan got up and moved over to sit on the high bar chair next to her. He was naturally reserved and didn’t want to make it appear he was making a clumsy move on her. He offered his hand.
“Pleased to meet you. I’m Alan. Forgive me for intruding but I felt sorry for you. It’s happened to me before and it’s the last thing you need.”
“No need to apologise, it’s kind of you to offer to help. I’m Georgina. Nice to meet you”.
Alan relaxed. The ice had been broken successfully. They both settled into any easy conversation as they went through routine small talk about their jobs and Georgina giggled in agreement as Alan gave his views on Luxembourg.
“I agree. I always find it a struggle to like this place but I have to come here pretty regularly. You get used to it I suppose”.
“This stuff helps” said Alan looking at his wine glass with a grin and Georgina chinked glasses. “You’re not wrong. Cheers!”
Alan was a good conversationist and time easily passed by. He suggested they buy a bottle of wine, to which Georgina agreed with feigned but charming reluctance, knowing that she had a late start the following morning. The conversation moved away from the small talk to more personal matters as they chatted about life outside work, and Alan hoped his sense that she was taking an interest in him was correct. The wine was having an effect on them both, and some of Georgina’s comments were getting more flirtatious.
“What would your wife say if she knew you were chatting to a lady in a lonely bar?..” she said with a cheeky grin.
It was a leading question of course, and a little test for Alan to negotiate. He decided to be brave.
“Oh I don’t know. Maybe she’s the sort of woman who would find you as captivating and sexy as I do” he replied with a wink.
Georgina burst out laughing. “Alan!…Kinky! Good answer! My husband wouldn’t notice or care if I was talking to a charming man like you..”
She ran her finger slowly around the rim of her glass as Alan deliberately let the comment hang. But then the mood was broken as Georgina’s phone pinged for the arrival of an email.
“Shit. This place is fully booked and the idiots have admitted that they booked me in for the wrong date.”
She stabbed a quick reply, put the phone down, and sighed.
“I don’t believe it Alan. They’re trying to find me somewhere else, but they’re hopeless at this stuff”.
Alan now realised that he had to make good on his promise to help out and sent a quick message to his PA to see if she could pull some levers to book a room at short notice for a “client”.
“Oh, that’s so kind of you” said Georgina as Alan inwardly congratulated himself for pulling off his chilvarous deed. Georgina’s body language was now changing as she shifted her position from facing the bar to facing him and laid a gentle hand on his arm that lingered a little longer than it needed to.
“I really appreciate you going to the trouble”.
The act of moving on the narrow bar stool had caused her to part her legs slightly as she turned, and despite Alan’s attempt to keep his eyes averted, he couldn’t help but dip them briefly, and was greeted by a momentary flash of the lacy tops of what he now realised were Georgina’s black hold-ups. He forced his eyes back up quickly, but the half smile on Georgina’s face made it clear that she’d caught him in the act as she slowly crossed her legs, which forced the hem of her black skirt higher over her deliciously shapely thighs. She made no attempt to pull it down, and Alan was now as sure as he could be that Georgina was openly inviting him to make the next play.
“It’s probably for the best that we do find you somewhere else other than this place. The rooms aren’t great and you’d be landed with two single beds like me”.
There was a heavy silence as Georgina took a long sip of her wine and let another smile drift across her face.
“Well Alan. Two single beds. I think we might have a solution to my predicament. I won’t look if you don’t….”
“I’d be the perfect gentleman. Perhaps you’d like to come upstairs and choose which side of the room you’d prefer?”
Georgina giggled, offered Alan her hand and with a coy grin stood up and looked piercingly into his eyes. “Take me up Alan..”
Alan rapidly signed for the drinks whilst avoiding the barman’s knowing smile, picked up Georgina’s bag and escorted her to the lift, gently placing his hand on the small of her back and allowing it to drift a fraction lower to the top of her pertly shaped behind. He called the lift and they both stepped in. He punched the floor button and turned to face Georgina. She moved towards him, draped her arms behind his neck and whispered seductively, “time to really get to know you Alan”. Before he had time to reply, she kissed him delicately, and as Alan responded by wrapping his arms around her waist, Georgina moaned softly as she kissed him harder and darted her tongue into his mouth. Alan closed his eyes and felt his cock beginning to stir, pressing his hips into her so that Georgina could feel the effect she was having on him. The lift reached his floor, and they tore themselves quickly apart as a slightly bemused elderly couple got in as they stepped out. They both giggled like teenagers as Alan took her hand and led Georgina to his room.
He unlocked the door, showed Georgina in, and before the door had clicked shut they were quickly all over each other. They kissed passionately and Alan was intoxicated by the excitement of the unexpected and the heady mix of Georgina’s perfume and sweet hint of wine on her probing tongue. Both of them were moaning as they continued, and Alan felt Georgina thrust her groin into his to feel his stiffening cock behind the thin material of his suit.
Clasped together, Alan moved Georgina towards one of the beds and gently lowered her onto it as they continued to kiss, tongues entwined. He felt as if his heart was beating out of his chest as he kissed Georgina’s neck and began to unbutton her blouse.
“Fuck Alan, I love that…” Georgina gasped as she ran her hands through his hair and pushed him lower over her body. Alan worked his way down slowly and once he had freed Georgina from her blouse, raised her back off the sheets to remove her black lace bra.
“You have perfect tits” he murmured as he began to run his tongue over the firm mounds of each one, before beginning to tease each nipple with delicate flicks, taking them into his mouth and suckling them in turn. Georgina’s moans were getting louder, and she instinctively began to push her hips up in a desperate attempt to generate some friction from her underwear on her trapped pussy.
As Alan continued to suck Georgina’s stiff nipples he moved his hand down, slowly pulled up the hem of her skirt and ran his fingers softly up the inside of her thighs, his excitement mounting as he savoured the silkiness of the hold-ups and then Georgina’s smooth skin as his fingers moved higher. He felt the heat of Georgina’s pussy as his hand drifted towards the edge of her panties and began to trace delicate lines up and down Georgina’s silk-clad mound with his finger tips. She whimpered in frustration as he did so, but he wanted to tease her for a bit longer before continuing. He felt his erect cock straining against the restriction of his own clothing, but kept his patience as he wanted this moment to last.
Alan pressed his fingers harder into the silk of Georgina’s panties and could feel the dampness of her pussy juices starting to seep through. She jammed her hips into his hand, driven mad by the torture that Alan was putting her through, but also relishing the torment as it elevated her desire to levels she had long forgotten.
“Alan….fuck….please…ohhh…please…”
Alan smiled to himself as he hooked his fingers under the edge of her panties and pulled them to one side, exposing Georgina’s swollen pussy lips and her throbbing clit. The scent of her juices was intoxicating as he moved down between her thighs and began to drag his tongue slowly around the tender flesh surrounding her vulva, and then onto the delicate petals of her pussy. Georgina was now writhing almost uncontrollably and grabbed his head, jamming her pubic bone into his face.
“Oh God Alan….aaah yes…eat my fucking cunt out!”
Aroused even further by her dirty talk, Alan needed no further prompting as he now proceeded to gorge on her soaking pussy, flicking his tongue on her exposed clit and greedily lapping the juices that were pouring over his face and down his chin. He lifted Georgina’s hips off the bed and drove his tongue deep into her love tunnel, before returning to suck her clit and sliding two fingers into her pussy as he simultaneously finger fucked her.
Georgina thrashed her head from side to side as she moaned, beginning to feel her orgasm building as Alan mercilessly teased her clit. Her hips bucked as she felt the moment of blissful release approaching, and just as Alan slid a third finger into her she felt the dam burst as her whole being seemed to be consumed by a white light with her pussy at its core.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck, oh God, oh God…Alan…fuck..I’m cumming, I’m cuuuummming!!….”
Georgina’s body almost lifted off the bed, as with a screaming wail she felt wave after wave of a huge orgasm rip through her. Alan delighted in the spasmic clenching of her pussy walls on his fingers and felt a torrent of her pussy juice bathe his mouth and face.
Georgina gradually felt herself climbing down from her orgasmic peak as her hips and legs twitched with the electricity of what had just coursed through her. Her voice was heavy with lust.
“Fuck that was so good…it’s been so long..but I need your cock in me now”
Alan tore his trousers off as Georgina sat up and dragged his pants down and off, his raging hard-on jutting out with glistening pre-cum dripping from the tip of his glans. Georgina laid back and spread her thighs as wide as she could as he guided his cock to the entrance of her soaking pussy. He closed his eyes and surrendered to the sinful joy of sliding his shaft all the way into her depths until his swollen balls nestled against her smooth arse cheeks. He waited for a second to enjoy the moment, knowing that he wouldn’t last long, before Georgia groaned with desire and started to shift her hips, demanding the delicious friction she craved in her pussy. “Fuck me Alan. Fuck me!”
Alan began to fuck her with increasing vigour, loving the feeling of her tight pussy walls gripping his cock as it slid in and out of her sopping cunt. Georgina had her eyes closed and began to frantically rub her clit as Alan drove his cock into her, fighting the building pressure in his balls in an attempt to make this last for as long as he could. Georgina’s breathing became more and more ragged as she felt the onset of another orgasm, driven wild by the feeling of Alan’s cock stretching her pussy to its limit. She let out another loud wail as the beautiful spasms hit her again and bucked wildly against Alan as he fucked her faster and harder. Her passionate moans tipped him over the edge, and throwing his head back he felt the tightening in his loins, and let out a long guttural groan as he pumped jet after jet of his cum into Georgina’s pussy, feeling her squeeze his shaft as she drained every drop of his juice from his balls.
They slumped together holding each other in a tender embrace as the pulsing ecstasy subsided. As Alan’s breathing gradually stabilised, he kissed Georgina tenderly.
“I think I’ll push these beds together..”
