Another Empty Night

I roll the rock glass in my hand and slam down another shot of Jack Daniels.  I look out the hotel window as the sun comes up.  Great view, a parking lot full of junk cars and the back alley of a strip mall. Guess that’s what you get for a $99 room. I look at her in the motel bed. God! Look at that ass,  she must have put on 50 pounds since I popped her cherry at the park after the freshman homecoming dance.

I grab the bottle of Jack Daniels and shake it.  Great, empty.  Well, all that Jack took about 30 pounds off her ass and at least made her fuckable.  I walk over to the bed and pull the blanket back off her the aged homecoming queen.  Laying on her side, big white ass in the air.  I point my phone at it and snap a picture.  I shake my head. I’ll send this one to Johnny, he always wanted to fuck her.

I walk to the other side of the bed and look at her big white tits with the huge brown nipples.  They look milk white thanks to the Florida tan she earned by marrying a rich old man more than twice her age and moving there.  I snap another picture.  That old goat would be very proud of his “trophy wife” if he watched what I did to his “golden girl” all night long.  I shake my head again, Joe gets this one, he was always a tit man.  God, I wish I had some more Jack.

I look at her $1,000 formal dress on the floor and snap a picture of it.  I wonder if her husband helped her pick that out.  I was thinking of him as I pulled it up over her head and fucked her married pussy against the elevator wall on our way up to my room.  Thought of him again when I ripped it off her, bent her over, pushed her face into the bed, and pounded her from behind.  Wish I would have recorded her begging me never to stop.

I picked up her $75 lace undies from Victoria’s Secret and put them in my pocket.  I laughed to myself, God, I love souvenirs! Guess I will add these to my collection! I sit back down.  Yes, she got fat, but she still is a good fuck, and she seems to love sucking cock even more than she did in high school.  But I guess when you married an old man worth millions of dollars the sex gets old real fast.

I wonder if she told him to stay home in their big house in Florida so she could come to the reunion and relive her cheerleader slut days.  Bad move, old boy.  Well, these pictures will be a great addition to my collection.  Oh wait, one more!  Got to get one of that full golden bush! There, the boys at the bar will love this one.

I sit back down and say to myself, I can’t believe I went back there.  I fucked her so many times when she was young and hot.  Well, the pickings were very slim at the reunion.  All the others were either fatter than her or with their husbands.  Except that one.  The tall one in the back dress and heels. I could’t keep my eyes off of her.

When did she get so hot?  She was so skinny and plain in high school.  Flat ass, no tits, legs too long for her body.  Good basketball player though, only girl who could play pick up with the boys and hold her own.  A real tomboy.  I shake my head, I always thought she was a lesbo.  When did she get so fucking hot?!

And how did that guy get her to marry him?  He was not even a starter!  Nothing but a weak, no talent bag holder. I can understand her hanging with him in high school when she was a nobody, but why didn’t she dump him for someone better when she got hot?  Someone like me?

I open my cooler and see there is one beer left.  I pop it open and take a long drink.  Fat ass yawns, rolls over and pulls the blanket up to her neck.  Yeah, that tall one, she’s next.  I clearly got to her, I could tell.  She was like a little school girl, could hardly get a sentence out when she talked to me.  She was just like that every time she tried to talk to me at school.  Donna thought it was so funny, always teased me and told me to let her give me a blow job so she could tell all the girls in gym class that she sucked my cock.

I take another long drink. Too bad her nerd husband was there or I might have had her up here with those long legs locked around me and my big hard cock deep inside her.  I could have taken her up there when she spilled her drink in my lap.  I would have fucked her pretty green eyes out.

Her husband knows it too.  I kept looking at him as she flirted with me.  He knows she wants me.  It’s just a matter of where and when before I have her on her knees with my cock in her mouth.  I smile, again, we shall see where this goes when she looks in her purse and sees the little present I left her.  That should get the ball rolling.

Until then…

I walk to the head of the bed and grab Donna by the hair.  Her eyes open and she takes my cock in her mouth again.  I face fuck her hard and then cum all over her.  In her hair, in her mouth, all over her face and tits.  When I finish with her I tell her to get dressed, get out, and fly back south to her fat old husband.  She goes psycho bitch on me, calls me an asshole as she slams the door on the way out.

After she leaves I lay down and finally fall asleep, Thinking of the tomboy, and everything I plan on doing to her.  I sleep like a baby!