So we head back to the hotel from the night now. I suggest we try the pool for a little fun, since we both had the foresight to realize the hotel had a pool. It was just fun. The pool was empty, but we just splashed and frolicked for a bit (with some inappropriate touching, but nothing too extreme) before heading back to the room. I wish they had had a hot tub, though.

At this point, I wanted -- needed -- a shower. The Escape Room was hot, and I don't mean sexy hot, and the pool was, well, a pool. A saline pool. Thomas settled on the bed, and I headed to the bathroom.

Sorry. This didn't happen. But enjoy the pic.

Then he started talking a little dirty. He tells me I'm a dirty girl. He names a body part, and tells me how dirty it is, then proceeds to wash it.

He goes through a couple of parts, then "Your tits are dirty." You can see where this is going. Next was "Your pussy is dirty." He started rubbing me.

He took me by surprise with the next one: "And the inside too!" He slipped two fingers inside me, and kept going. Oh, that felt great! I had to hold onto the shower rail to keep from falling down. He didn't let up. I was twitching and bending in the shower.

After I came, Thomas got out the shower and grabbed a towel, gave me a little smirk, and left the bathroom pulling the door behind himself. I was a shaking, panting mess on the shower floor.

I pulled myself together and toweled off, then left the bathroom to find him in bed under the covers, his hair still dripping. I dropped the towel wrapped around me and crawled in beside him.  I snuggled up to him, resting my head on his shoulder, closed my eyes and relaxed. We spent the next hour alternating between light petting and heavy petting.

I finally decided to do something else. I turned my whole body and started sucking him. He pulled my leg over his head and he started eating me. It was a long slow burn. We shifted positions several times - me on top, on our sides him on top, and back again.

At one point, with me on top, I pulled back and said "You know, I swallow too." Then I put my lips around the head of his shaft and touched my tongue to the tip. That did it. He burst into my mouth. I kept my lips around him, and true to my word swallowed every bit, and sucked a bit more.

Once he recovered, he started eating me with more energy, and slipping fingers into me. Faster and faster, he was no longer eating me, just finger fucking me. I came on top of him, and dropped all my weight down.

I rolled off him and let my head rest on his thigh. We finally fell asleep in that position.

Now, when morning rolled around, I found that we were still in the same general positions. I started sucking him again, this time intending to wake him. When he woke, I stopped and went to my bag and pulled out a condom. I walked up to him and gave a couple more licks before slipping the rubber on him. 

I said something like "Are you going to fuck my ass now, or are you paying for another day?"

I wasn't looking at the camera, though.

He grabbed me off him and threw me onto the bed. He rolled me over and grabbed my hips, pulling them up. I pressed my bottom against him and wiggled my butt with his dick in my crack.  I pulled my knees together and rocked back, spreading my ass for him as much as possible. He pushed it in, slowly.

I started rocking against him, getting his dick settled in there while trying to find a rhythm. He reached forward to play with my boobs; I vigorously rubbed my pussy.

I came first. I collapsed under him. He slipped out, but I told him to keep going. He put his weight on me, pinning me, and continued to pound my ass. 

He finally came, and he fell on top of me. He laid there for a moment, and then right rolled off. I turned to him, pulled off the condom and tossed it at a trash can, then I climbed on top and kissed him. We laid there together for a while, before getting dressed and checking out.

I told him he could call me anytime to do this again.

I went home and shared all of the details with Anne. Her "date night" was the next week. Mine went a lot better than hers, but I didn't feel guilty - she has a lot more quick hook-ups than me, and sleeps with more men in a year than I have in my life.