He saw her as she walked into the bar.  There was no denying she was the sexiest thing he had seen in quite a while and something about the way she moved intrigued him.  Her body was tiny and slim, her walk elegant yet quick.  She couldn’t be more than five feet tall but her legs went on for days, perfectly formed, the high heels she was wearing defining every muscle from ankle to hip.  The little skin tight black dress she wore clung to every inch of her magnificent body allowing him to notice that she clearly wasn’t wearing a bra, his dick twitched at the thought of what else she might not have on her body.

She sat down at the bar, ordering a long island iced tea and starring at her hands.  The tan mark left behind from her wedding ring looked like it glowed in the dark under the neon lights of the bar.  An irony that almost made her laugh out loud. Standing up, he walked towards her, stopping when he was standing right behind her.  Good God, he thought, she smells as good as she looks.  The smell of her perfume was flowery and sweet, making his mouth water as he put his hand on the small of her back.

“Good evening.” He said, breaking the ice.

“Hi,” she responded, very much aware of his hand on her back.

“What are you doing tonight?”

“Sitting in a bar, having a drink.” She said, pointing out the obvious.

“Would you like to have other plans?” he asked cheekily.

Without saying a word, he held his hand up which she took as she hopped off the bar stool. Holding her hand as he guided her out of the bar, he increased his speed, desperate to get her back to the hotel room he had rented upstairs.  Reaching the elevator, he waited for the doors to open, pushing her backwards into it and up against the back wall.  Slamming his lips down on hers, he reached his hand under the skirt of her dress to see if his theory was true.  He was right, there was no fabric whatsoever blocking his access to her pussy. Fingering her as he kissed her lips, he could feel her angle her body against him, causing his dick to push against his trousers to the point of discomfort.  He pulled his hand back, just as the elevator door opened. Picking her up, he carried her to his hotel room door, making quick work of unlocking and swinging the door open. Throwing her down on the bed, he began to unbutton his shirt, pulling it out of his pants and letting it fall to the floor.

“What are you going to do?” she asked.

“I’m going to fuck you until you shake on my dick.” He said, dropping his pants to the floor. She wasn’t the only one not wearing anything underneath her clothes.  His cock sprung free, slapping into his belly button.

Pushing her legs up, he moved her skirt up around her waist and dropped his mouth to her lips. Tracing the outside with the tip of his tongue, she squirmed in anticipation.  She let out a little yelp when he clamped down on her clit with his lips and began to suck, inserting two fingers into her and slamming her as hard as he could.  When she came, she screamed at the top of her lungs, clenching her legs around his head.

Picking her up, she wrapped her legs around his waist as he carried her to the chair across the room. He grabbed his dick, lining it up with her opening as he sat down and entered her at the same moment.  Pulling the straps of her dress down her arms, her breasts spilled out, giving him another toy to play with.  Grabbing her tit and squeezing, he used his other hand to grip her hip and guide her as she rode his cock.  Picking up the rhythm he wanted, he cooed in her ear, “Good girl…just like that.  Keep fucking me.”  She moved her hips rapidly, hitting hard every time she came down on him. Gripping her waist, he picked her up and stood her on her feet.  Standing next to her, she only came up to the middle of his chest making her extremely portable.

Putting his hand on her throat, he pushed her back against the wall.  He applied pressure, just enough to make her feel a slight choking sensation.  “Do you want my cock?” he asked, releasing his grip to allow her to answer.


“Tell me.  How bad do you want me to fuck you?” he demanded, still squeezing her throat and releasing.

“Oh my God, so bad!” she whimpered, tears welling up in her eyes.  “Please fucking fuck me, right now!”

“You are a naughty little bitch aren’t you?” he whispered in her ear.

“Yes. Please!  Put your cock in me!”

Sliding his arms under her legs, he slammed his dick into her, fucking her so hard against the wall that the mirror next to them shook and threatened to fall.  He could feel her body building up as her pussy gradually tightened around him, exploding into spasms as she desperately wrapped her arms around his neck, shaking as she came.  His balls tightened up, causing him to focus on her as he slammed into her.  Dropping her down to her knees on the floor, he stood over her, shoving his dick in her mouth.  She sucked his cock deep and hard, allowing the warm come to flow to the back of her throat, swallowing every bit of it.  His body spent, he fell back into the chair as she stood up, pulling her skirt down and her top up.

“Can I have my wedding ring back now?” she asked, smiling and holding out her hand. Reaching over to the dresser, he picked up the gold band, sliding it back onto her left ring finger.

“I’ll see you at home,” she said as she walked out the door.