Hot Passion With A Beautiful Stranger...
It was a dark and stormy night on Route 1 and I decided to stop at the
nearest hotel to gain refuge from the ominous rain and wind. Through
the streaked windshield glass I spotted a small motel that appeared to
have had it's heyday in the '50's. I turned into a pothole-ridden
parking lot and ran quickly through the puddles, inside to the
manager's office. The partially lit neon sign said VACANCY and I hit
the front desk bell that I was certain had been rung thousands of
times before. After what seemed like an eternity, a volup-tuos,
red-haired beauty emerged from the back office. She tossed back her
auburn tinted locks and beamed a bright Colgate white smile. She
immediately caught my attention! This beautiful stranger stood 5'5",
proportioned exactly like Marilyn Monroe, my favorite fantasy movie
star of all time. Her age appeared to be mid-40's, still fetching with
those deep green eyes, although it was evident that her best years
were behind her, just like those of the building she oversaw. My
throat was as dry as sandpaper and I couldn't help but stare at this
gorgeous woman standing in front of me, dressed in skin-tight jeans
and form fitting sweater. I was brought back to earth by her heavenly
voice explaining to me the rates of her establishment and her sincere
concern that I was able to reach this place of safety despite the
rath of Mother Nature. I signed the register and was given the key to
room 323. I managed some small talk, returned her smile and ran across
the parking lot to where she had directed me. I had had a miserable
day. No sales, bad weather and a bad case of the homesick blues. I
removed my wet clothes, and decided a hot shower would do me good. As
my mind wandered in the steam filled bath, I heard a distinct sound of
a door open and close. I thought I was hearing things. Several
moments later, to my complete surprise, I was joined by my motel
manager. She gently pulled back the shower curtains to view me in my
naked splendor. I was proud of my athletic physique that I had worked
hard to preserve over the last twenty plus years since high school. It
became obvious very quickly that she did also. Here she was, standing
there, drenched from head to toe, admiring me and my manness,
grinning from ear to ear. "I don't get to see many as handsome as you
around here very often" she breathlessly spoke. It did not matter if
that was true, only the fact that it was said. I invited her into my
shower and gently, kissed her full, luscious lips while I sensuously
caressed her ample breasts. She moaned and sighed heavily. The sounds
came from a place that I imagined had not been revealed for a very
long time. Our passion for each other over took the steam that was
produced by the warm water emerging from the shower head. As I slowly
revealed her soft, supple curves, I imagined that I was with my dream
woman, Marilyn Monroe. All my fantasies were coming true. The purely
physical pleasures of the flesh were meshed with the mental content-
ment of long held dreams being fulfilled. We made love in every way
conceivable; in the shower, on the floor, standing in the corner, on
the bed, across the bed, doggie-style with her folded over the chair.
Her lips and tongue drove me over the edge to the point of no return.
I climaxed four times and she drank in every last drop of my cum. She
came more times than we could remember. I revelled in the fact that I
provided the orgasmic incentive that she so desparately longed for.
Suffice to say that neither one of us got any sleep that night. The
feeling we shared, the closeness we felt holding each other tight in
one another's arms, along with the satisfied look in her eyes will
stay with me for as long as I live. I learned her name was Angela and
that this broken down motel was the last connection to her family that
had passed on long ago. Her desparete need to hold on to her past was
her motivation for her existance here in the middle of nowhere. A
lonely life was her choice and she stated how thankful she was for our
cahnce rendevous. The next day, I bid her good bye in the warm of the
sun. A complete contrast from the previous day. I believe in this
life all things happen for a reason. I know I'm going back and next
time you see this old motel, there will be a NO VACANCY sign on the
Manager's door. She truly is my angel and I look forward to seeing her
smile. I have found the woman of my dreams, now I must find out if
I'm hers.
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