12/01/2013
It has been almost a year since I posted. After I received my MBA from UCLA, I got a job in Dallas working as an asst. Manager in a business office. We handled large clients who dealt in medical record keeping all over the Central US-the Dakotas, Nebraska, Kansas, Oklahoma, Texas, Arkansas, and New Mexico.
I was put on the road, visiting the main offices of each of our 30 + customers. One visit was to a firm in North Dakota. It was not easy to drive too. I got a motel room in this small town and immediatly drove the office headquarters.
I didn't get out of there until about 9:00 at night--lots of work. The next day I went in early, skipped lunch (I ate a Snicker) and was done by 4:00 PM. I did that on purpose. I wanted to look around the area. There was an Indian reservation near by--I wanted to visit their Store.
I came back to the motel to change my clothes. It was cold and I decided I would not take a shower. I took off my work clothes and grabbed some blue jeans out of my bag and a nice sweater. I was standing naked by the bed when I heard a noise. I walked to the bathroom. There was a young man cleaning the mirror with some spray on foam.
For a second he looked startled--then he looked at my naked body and smiled. I was frozen in time.
He said, "I am so sorry. You didn't get back until late yesterday so I didn't expect you so early. This is the last place I cleaned this afternoon. I am done. I'll grab my stuff and leave."
He didn't move though--he just kept looking up and down my body.
He was nice looking; dark hair, light brown skin, beautiful white teeth. I was attracted. I sidled a little closer unconsciensily--he didn't move. He put the cleaning rag down and just smiled. I could not resist myself. I moved a little closer.
He reached out and pulled me close. He kissed me. I could feel his warmness through the crouch material in his Levis.
He stopped and pulled off his wool shirt and dropped his pants. He had no shorts on. I looked down--he had a huge cock. I think Indians must have a larger organ than most men. It was beautiful.
He bent me over the sink and slowly rammed it home. I didn't want to scream as we were in a motel afterall. I held back and bit on my lip. I finished almost immediatly. I have never cum that fast before. He hit me harder and in about 40 strokes I came again. I couldn't believe it. I had never done that either.
He rested, still inside me, it did not go soft. He slowly moved back and forth. I wanted to stop--I was exhausted. He kept moving slowly. I felt it coming on. I wanted it again. I was totally amazed now. In another 30 or so strokes I came again. I was weak kneed. He sensed it and he pulled out and carried me to the bed and got behind me and put in his long organ again.
He said, "This if for you. I'll lie still and you move however you want too."
I didn't move at first. Then I could feel his warm organ inside me. It was cold in the room--the warmth was exciting. I began to move. Then I moved more. He remained still. I had to speed up. I was breathing harder. I moved faster. Finally he breathed harder too. Then he could no longer resist--he got in time with me. I moved faster and fster.
I said loudly, "I'm gonna go. I can't hold it anymore!"
"Me either!" We both exploded together.
The next morning I called the boss and said I would have to stay a little longer but I catch the first flight out of Bismark Thursday."
He said OK.
I rang the Motel office. Duar le answered. "Come on down for breakfst."
He was there in a flash--he opened the door with his master key. I was naked on the bed. We spent the next two hours having sex--I climaxed five times in a row. I have never ever done that before or since.
I don't go out on the road again until next month. I am not going to masterbate. I'll save it for Duar le--I am sure he will do the same. We made a pact before I left for the airport. Francine