Just as her new satin panties landed on grungy carpet floor, the sudden feeling of uncertainty began to edge its way into her mind. What was she doing? She didn’t know this man, who at that very moment was eagerly kneading her ass with his rough hands while his hot wet tongue devours the inside of her mouth. Already stripped down to his boxers, this stranger had her pinned against the motel’s cheaply painted wall. The recently consumed tequila shots were making it difficult for her to recall his name. Tom? Tim? Something with a “T , but the rest sort of blurred itself together in a tequila-laced haze. Whoever the hell he wasn’t all that important anyways. He had a room and an uncanny ability to make the idea of casual sex sound like divine orders from above. Why she even decided to go the bar tonight was escaping her. This week of work was just as hard as the other fifty-one. Maybe part of her was hoping she would get just drunk enough to make some irrational decisions. ‘Well, Angela, mission accomplished’, she thought to herself; this was definitely an irrational decision.
She was so busy pondering how she had landed in her current predicament, she didn’t notice he had removed his tongue from her mouth and had begun tracing the bottom of her earlobe with his lips. The delicate sensation jolted her back to the situation at hand. Gently, he nibbles at her ear, almost as if he knows that she has a certain weakness for that particular spot. She felt her slit become slightly more damp as she moans her approval. Taking the cue, he releases her ass and tangles his fingers in her sandy blonde hair. Sharply, he pulls her head back and she whimpers at the sudden pain, but her slit throbs in pleasure. His lips find their place at the base of her neck and begin to make a trail down her collarbone. As he rains kisses upon her radiating skin, she places a hand at the back of his neck and guides his face to her breasts. That’s one positive about sex with strangers, she mused to herself, you can ask for whatever it is you want without fear of rejection. After tonight this man will be just another faceless businessman walking the streets of New York.