Receptionist Coitus Interuptus

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Receptionist Coitus Interuptus

26 January 2011

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I am now up to mid April 2008 in my tales still plenty more to cum er I mean come. I had made contact with a lady from South Wales and after the normal messages and photos etc we agreed to meet up. I said I would book a hotel for us but she said that she was off to a conference with her work and they had booked a hotel. Would I like to share the room with her…..ummmm would I?

The conference was at Kempton race course. The hotel they had booked was not too far away from there, on the banks of the Thames. I headed off along the M4 and made it in good time arriving before Lesley, which was pretty much as had expected. I found a pub over looking the hotel car park, had a drink and read the paper until I saw her park. It had been arranged that she would book in, have a drink with her colleagues, and go to the room. Lesley would then text me with the room number. I got the text about 30 minutes after seeing her going.

It was a small town hotel with a tiny reception area. I walked straight past the desk with my bag trying to look like I was checked in already. I found the stairs, went up and found that Lesley was standing in the door way waiting for me. She dragged me in before anyone could see me enter her room.

We had a quick chat and kiss before she headed off to the shower as she had not had time to change since finishing work. While she was in the shower, I opened the bottle of wine that I had brought. She came out of the shower wrapped in a towel and joined me on the bed. We had a chat and drank some wine until her towel started to slip down showing her very large tits.

That was too much for me and I had to reach over and hold them. We started to kiss and I removed the towel completely. Lesley was very curvy and partially shaven. It didn’t take me long to get rid of my clothes and join her in the bed. We carried on kissing and cuddling until she went down on me, I returned the favour, slipped a condom on and we fucked each other. When we were satisfied, we fell asleep in each others arms.

Next morning we had time for another session before she had to shower and join her colleagues for breakfast. When Lesley left, I had a shower and waited for her to return. When she did, we arranged that I would give her 10 minutes or so to check out then I would leave. We had already arranged to meet later that day. She would be driving home along the M4 and I had booked a hotel in a service area for her to “rest” and break her journey….

I gave her the 10 minutes, walked down stairs and there she was with all her colleagues having a discussion about the bills with the receptionist. I carried on, trying to look like I was just carrying bags out and not doing a runner. Lesley gave me a small smile as I walked by.

We met up later on that day in the service station hotel. After a lovely sex session, we both fell asleep – we were shattered from the night before. Waking at about 10pm she had a minor panic as she still had an hour plus drive to get home and had arranged to pick her child at 10…whoops.

We met another time a couple of months later. Lesley had been on another training course and was travelling back along the M4 again. She booked the hotel in the services overlooking the old Severn Bridge. We met in the car park around 3 in the afternoon. The car park had 3 cars in it, Lesley’s, mine and the receptionists. We checked in and went to the room. As soon as the door shut we were all over each other. Hands touching everywhere, kissing each other as our clothes fell off. We quickly moved to the bed and I had Lesley gasping and calling out through the actions of my tongue and fingers. After she had cum loudly, she pushed me back on to the bed and climbed onto my cock. As she rode me she started to get vocal again…..then there was a knock on the door, it opened and the receptionist called out! Flaming hell. Lesley shouted out to wait as the receptionist said sorry. Lesley grabbed towel from the bath room and covered herself as she opened the door and asked what she wanted.

The receptionist explained that there was a fault with the wing that we were in and she wanted to check that the rooms had electricity. We didn’t as it happened but Lesley said not to worry. She shut the door and came back to join me on the bed. Lesley said that she had seen an old couple in the corridor with the receptionist. So an empty hotel and the receptionist chose our room to check the electrics…..hmmm. I said that I bet the old couple had heard Lesley being vocal and got the receptionist to check that everything was OK.

My hard on had subsided a bit but she managed to revive it with a few sucks. Before we carried on as we were before being interrupted. Lesley started to ride on my cock again, she as soon at the point of no return, and being vocal again when…..the receptionist knocked and opened the door again!!!!!!!!!

Same as before, Lesley shouted, grabbed a towel and went to see what she wanted. This time it was to tell us the electrics were back on but the kettle still didn’t work. Who gives a flying fuck thought me. Lesley got rid of her but by now the moment had gone. So we had a chat and decided that we needed to get out and have a break from the interruptions. Lesley had told me that she had never been to a club. It was a Friday evening and I knew that Gems would be open so suggested that we head off there. Lesley agreed and we were off.

At Gems, we had a drink then jumped in the jacuzzi. Lesley played with my cock under the water before I stood up and she took my cock in her mouth. Another bloke or two joined and played with her pussy as she sucked on my cock. We got out and had a great session on one the beds before I finally got to shoot my load into her mouth. Later, Lesley had a long session with one of the regulars there. He had a reputation of an amazing tongue and from the sounds that I could hear; he was living up to his reputation.

I drove us back to the hotel and after a kiss and cuddle in the car, left to go home. Neither of us fancied another interrupted session. I did wonder if the receptionist had knocked on the door the second time in the hope of getting an invite to join in as she could hear how much Lesley was enjoying herself…..?

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