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It was early Tuesday, and I was driving north up the I-5. I had a busy day in front of me.
I had texted Justine, the athletic blonde that I had met outside Taylor's appointment , hoping to catch up with her again.
"I'm sorry. I am up in Beverly Hills this week for work, but my morning is free. Do you think we could meet for breakfast? I would LOVE to see you again!" she had texted back. So here I was, driving nearly two hours north just to have breakfast with her.
I made my way to the address she had sent me. It turned out to be the swanky Beverly Wilshire hotel.
I begrudgingly let the valet take my keys and watched them drive away. I meandered around the property, making my way to the restaurant.
I was speaking with the hostess when someone playfully gave me a hug from behind. I turned and of course it was Justine with a huge smile on her face. She was wearing a classy blouse and a skirt that accentuated her long slim legs.
Our hostess led us to a table near the windows overlooking Rodeo Drive. I helped Justine with her chair and then sat down.
"Such a gentleman!" she teased as we ordered our beverages.
She noticed me looking around at the upscale surroundings. "Don't worry, I can't afford this -- my work pays for it." She then proceeded to tell me she worked for a video production and special effects company. Sometimes the studios had bigger budgets which her company took advantage of by staying at nice places. Other times she said they got stuck in low budget accomodations.
"I honestly don't get to San Diego much. I just got that apartment to escape LA sometimes. I would love one closer to the beach but it is just too expensive to justify being there 6 or 8 days a month." she explained.
Our conversation devolved into small talk. I found she had grown up on the East coast and had two sisters. She loved early morning jogs to clear her head. Her work kept her very busy and she really hadn't dated in several years.
"I am 38, I should be settling down and having a family, but that just hasn't happened yet." she said with a bit of resignation in her voice.
"38??? I wouldn't have guessed..."
"Oh God, do I look older?" she said with a playful grimace.
Our breakfast arrived, and I noticed she had definitely chosen the more healthy side of the menu than I.
We ate, occasionally shoving in conversations between mouthfuls.
As we finished our meals and enjoyed our morning coffee, she joked "Well, the bill is on me. You are now an expense in a movie budget."
"Well thank you! ... and how exciting." I said with a smile.
She looked at her Apple Watch and then leaned in "I still have a little over two hours, would you like to come up to my room?" she asked in a low voice.
There is no way I was going to reject that offer. She lead me to the elevator, down the hall, and let me into her room.
She closed the door behind us and immediately turned to me. "Are you sure your wife doesn't mind?" she questioned.
I reassured her that Katie did not mind and in fact encouraged me.
I pulled her tight to me. She took hold of the sides of my face in her hands and she brought her lips to mine. She took her time, gently kissing, before sucking on my lower lip.
Our lips parted and our tongues chased each other. A gentle sigh escaped from her mouth.
She leaned back and looked at me with her intense blue eyes.
"Wow, amazing" was all she said before she brought her mouth back to mine.
We continued to kiss as her breathing got heavier.
She suddenly pushed me toward the bed. I fell backwards onto it. She fumbled with the buttons on her blouse, eventually yanking it off forcefully.
I watched as she shimmied out of her tight skirt. She stood there in a matching pair of pale pink bra and panties.
She agressively began to undo my pants, freeing my cock. She of course had seen it once before when she had walked up on Taylor giving me head in the parking lot early one morning.
But now it was in her bright hotel room and just inches from her face.
"You really ARE thick!" she said lustfully. She grasped the shaft and gingerly kissed it. Then she began to lick the length of it before sliding it make into her mouth. She plunged it deep into her mouth and I felt her gurgle and gag on the size.
She sucked upwards on it, and wrapped her hand back around it as I bucked against her.
She shyly asked "Ummm do you have condoms? I don't want you to think I am a slut, but I need to feel this."
"No condoms, sorry. I've had a vasectomy. Never have been a fan of them. I like the skin on skin contact." I replied.
"Oh..." she said, seeming to ponder something. "I have never done it without."
She climbed up on to the bed and straddled me. "I shouldn't have unprotected sex, I have always been careful. Why are you tempting me? Why do I want you so bad. Part of me says I shouldn't be messing with a married man to begin with... even if she knows. Part of me hasn't been able to stop fantasizing about you since I saw you the first time. It is driving me crazy!"
She leaned forward and gave me a kiss. I gently squeezed her toned butt.
"That is not helping!" she whispered.
She sat back and unfastened her bra and let it fall forward. Her B-cup breasts were nearly perfectly round in shape.
She saw me admiring them and blushed with embarrassment.
I slid my hands under her waistband and squeezed the bare skin of her ass.
"Ohhhhh, your hands feel so good..."
Her voice trailed off as I pulled her upwards, bringing her nipples within reach of my mouth. I began to suck on them.
"Ohhhhhhhhh" she moaned, her voice an octave higher.
Her nipple was stiff in my mouth. I ran my tongue in circles around it as she moaned loudly.
She pushed me away. "I know I have a busy schedule, and I know you have a family. But, I will not have a one night stand. I am too old for that!"
I pulled her back, to me. "Don't worry beautiful. It may be difficult to match our schedules but we will make it work!"
"For how long?" she asked as she shimmied out of her panties teasingly.
Her pussy was freshly shaved clean. Her folds were visibly moist.
She blushed again as she followed my gaze. "Do you like that? There was an article in Cosmo last month that said guys like waxed the best. But, I just did it this morning so this is the closest I could do."
"Well, you did a wonderful job!" I reassured her.
"I can't believe this is happening..." She reached between her legs and guided my pulsing penis between her labia. She pushed downwards, her blue eyes opened wide and her jaw dropped.
"Holy crap!!! Oh my ... this is so big!" she cried out in amazement.
She was indeed tight around me, but also very slippery. I watched as her toned body slowly rode up and down.
She leaned down, and kissed me.
"I don't want to disappoint you. But I am very vanilla in bed. I am not into anything crazy." she warned me.
"That is okay! I am enjoying this!"
She kissed me again before continuing "I just want to suck you and fuck you. I am not into other girls. Okay, I will admit, if you asked me to join your wife and you in bed I wouldn't say no. But, only because she is your wife. When I walked upon you and my neighbor, she didn't turn me on at all. It was just your big dick that turned me on."
"Baby, it is okay. I am perfectly fine with it just being us!"
This seemed to finally calm her worries. She continued to slowly ride up and down. She was taking her time, enjoying the feeling. She looked down at me, and spoke softly... "Don't panic, but I need to tell you something. I thought maybe we just would be regular friends with benefits. But this morning, when we were eating breakfast, and we were talking..."
I pulled her down to me and kissed her angular cheek, "I know, it is okay. Just because I am married it doesn't mean I am not falling for you too. Katie is okay with that. I mean, I have girls who I just use for good sex, but there others that I am totally in love with."
She sighed. "How will I explain this to my parents? 'Yeah, mom and dad, I finally met the one. No, we aren't getting married because he already has a wife.' It is so crazy, but there is no way I can give you up."
Her hips picked up pace as she talked. I realized she was feeling too horny to hold back much longer. Her pussy was leaving a slippery film on my cock as she moved faster.
"Oh my God, oh my God... I'm so close baby. Cum for me! Let's cum together!" she begged.
I gently squeezed her breasts in my hand and she moaned loudly.
"Holy crap, so close baby! Cum, cum, cum for me she moaned. Oh yes, yes, here it is, oh God, holy shhhh... ohhhhhhhhhgggghhh."
Her body shook as she grabbed her tits and squeezed them. I felt her tight pussy spasm and get hotter.
My hips bucked hard against her, and I grunted as I began to blast my mornings first cum deep into Justine's tight vagina.
She moaned louder yet, "Ohhhhh, ohhhhh that feels so good. Fuck! Are you sure you didn't just get me pregnant? You know what, screw it, I don't even care. I love you!" she gasped and blushed as she realized what words she had just said out loud.
I pulled her close, "Are you sure you are ready for this?"
She looked at me and gently kissed me. I could feel her heart beating heavily. She sucked gently on my lower lip as I still twitched inside her.
She drew back and just stared at me with those steel blue eyes. Then she softly said "Forever?"
I nodded and I saw her eyes well up with tears of happiness. "I don't care how many other girls have, or what you do with them. I want to be someone special. I want to be yours forever!"
In that moment, I just wanted to lay there with her the whole day.
"I should explain a little more about my situation." I said before filling her in about how outside of my Tuesday playdates Katie and I had built a crazy little family.
Her eyes grew big, "So they are all like a wife? And the one actually lives with you and sleeps with you and your actual wife every night?? She is so lucky!"
She slowly pulled up, letting my now softened cock slip from her tightness. "That sounds amazing, I am not into the the thought of lesbian sex, but if it meant waking up next to you I would so do it."
She looked at her watch, which she still was wearing.
"Oh crap! How long were we going at it?? I am so going to be late!" She scrambled off the bed and frantically started hunting for her underwear.
"Mmmmm, I'm gonna have to go to work with your big load trapped inside my tight pussy..." she teased.
She managed to shimmy back into her form fitting skirt before I sat up and brought her tits to my mouth. "Mmmmmmmm stop love or I am gonna be late." she reluctantly groaned.
I playfully pouted as she put on her bra.
She went to put on her blouse but realized that she apparently lost a button in the frenzy of removing it earlier.
She found another blouse in her suitcase. "Ugh, it is wrinkly but it is better than showing them my tits. Those are only for your eyes!"
I quickly got dressed. I so wanted to just have more loving fun with her, but I knew that would unfortunately have to wait.
I escorted her downstairs to the lobby where she was to meet a few of her coworkers to Uber to the production lot. I left her with a wet kiss and felt her hungrily watching me as I walked away.