I ordered a pulled pork sandwich with corn bread and potato salad. He had a couple of ribs and the rice & beans.

We had a good conversation on a very shallow level. He flirted with the waitress.  He paid. I asked if he wanted some money from me – he laughed and said he was going to expense it. He went to the men’s room and I peeked at the check – only $30.

6:30 pm “Dessert”

He asked me if I’d like “dessert” in his room. I wanted to and he seemed so sweet and safe. I took the chance. I know… I’m an idiot. I was hoping the law of averages would be on my side this time.

We did some fierce kissing and groping in the elevator, then went to his room #709. The room was new – a renovation of an old office building. It was tiny but had all the basics – king size bed, open metal shelving rack against the wall with closet section, fridge and microwave, flatscreen TV. I set out the olive oil and two toys he’d requested – my little silver bullet and my big silver bullet with a couple of extra batteries – on the night stand on his side.

He helped me get undressed – not in a romantic way but just helping me with a task to be done as quickly as possible. Better than each of us doing it ourselves, but not my preference. I got my first look at his body… cute little ass, muscular arms, elegant hands, a little pudgy tummy and a tiny penis… hoped that was just that he wasn’t excited yet, but it certainly would be easy to deep throat!

He took my hand and led me to the bed, moved my arms and legs around and had me roll over onto my tummy lying across the bed. He poured the olive oil down my spine and massaged it into my skin. I was skeptical, but it felt wonderful and it didn’t smell. I relaxed and enjoyed his hands working my muscles. He took the little silver bullet and pressed it inside me to do its work while he rubbed the oil down my legs.

He tugged on my arm and rolled me over. I wished he’d just say when he wanted me to move… it felt odd to be shoved around. He got up to get his belt and a small towel from the bathroom. He tied my hands gently over my head then covered my eyes. He took more oil and drizzled it on my face around my lips, my neck, my chest, made a little reservoir in my navel, then dripped some down my slit and onto my upper legs. He returned to my chest, sucking and nibbling my nipples, working the oil into each breast and my tummy, pulling more from my belly button to spread lower. Oh my! He nibbled and licked my clit, and moved the toy around. It felt good at times and hurt at others, but never much for long.

He stopped, untied my hands and ditched the blindfold. He pressed my head down to his cock. He held my head and fucked my mouth. I thought, “If you let me run this part, you’d have a lot more fun,” but I just took his cock in and out. He was not hard at first. That surprised me. Most men in full play mode are pretty stiff. But I got him there with my hands and mouth – sucking, pulling, twisting. He grew to a very pleasant size! Right about the time I thought I could take him over the edge, he pulled out and collapsed beside me.

I wondered if he was a cum-once-and-done fella so he was saving himself for vaginal sex. After a couple of moments, he crawled on top of me and shoved his cock down my throat while he sucked on my clit. 69 is not my favorite thing, but I rolled with it, taking him in and out, groping his ass. I thought I couldn’t breathe between his weight on me and his cock so far down my throat, but he let up after the second time I gagged.

8 pm Snuggling

He pulled out, and turned around to rest his head on the pillows and pulled me to nestle on his chest. He closed his eyes and fell asleep! I was puzzled. I thought about getting up to pee and check my phone but I stayed there awhile, listening to him snore quietly and enjoying being snuggled up next to him. He had soft, sexy white skin.

Finally I had to pee. The moment I moved he woke up. I told him to go ahead and sleep, I was just going to the bathroom. I left the door open and he talked to me while I marveled at the marble shower with full-size dispensers of shampoo, conditioner and shower gel! He beckoned me back to bed and I had hopes of more sexy stuff, but he returned me to snuggling mode and started asking me questions. He wondered if I had to go soon, didn’t want me to get in trouble. I said I could stay awhile. We talked about his favorite musicians, more about my visits to his part of the country, his early life.  There is such a difference between his sexual and non-sexual self.  During the sexy stuff, he is quiet and dominant and kinky.  Before and after, he was the perfect gentleman, sweet and cuddly and chatty.  Hmmm….

I rubbed on his cock but he didn’t get hard. Hmmm… is he really going to let me go without ever cumming?  Can he cum?  I kept asking questions, telling stories…hoping we could do more and he could cum.  He is so easy to be with when we’re talking!

10 pm Heading home

I finally gathered there wasn’t going to be anything further in a sexy way… I am so dense about that. I dressed while he reclined in bed watching me. He got up to hug me good bye – kissed me once with a peck on the lips then held my head and pecked me on the forehead. Then he let go, patted me on the ass and opened the hotel room door for me.

I went to the curb, requested a LYFT ride using the app on my phone. The car came in less than 2 minutes and I was home by 10:15 pm.  I texted him to let him know I made it, and he replied quickly, thanked me for a lovely evening.  Classy.

So I managed to have a nice evening, if a bit strange with the olive oil and so forth.  Phew!  The law of averages was in my favor at last.

Will I ever hear from him again?  Hard to tell.  In some ways, it’s fine if I don’t. In other ways – he was a real sweetie and it would be great to touch him again. Luckily I am not going to pine. It was a nice distraction!