The Trip (by Fallen)

Fred found her a nice Italian restaurant not far from the theater. She finally convinced him to join her for dinner even if it was against the rules for the driver to leave the limo parked and empty. They had a great time. She found out that at 42, he was trying to upgrade his pilot's license so he could fly bigger planes. She told him about her two beautiful kids and asked if he had any. Fred said yes but both of his sons were gone, one to college and the other lived in southern New Mexico. He told her that his wife had left back when the boys were still in high school. The empty house was one of the reasons he drove a limo, being on call 24 hours a day on weekends. They talked and laughed finding out much about each other's lives. They even exchanged addresses and phone numbers. Karen told Fred that if he ever flew into Arizona to call her and maybe they could have lunch. Fred laughed and said, "When I get hired on to the commercial lines I will try and fly there first. Lunch will be on me though, you just have to promise that you will call and request me for your driver when you come back to New York."

The time passed rapidly and suddenly it was time for them to leave for the show. Karen wished that Fred could go to the show with her but knew that he couldn't. She told him she would tell him all about the play when it was over.

Fred and the limo were waiting in front of the theater when the show let out. He asked her if she had enjoyed the show. She told him that while it had been a good show, it had been a bit strange. The plot centered on a man leading a normal life, who has terrible things happen to him, leaving him alone and destitute. He winds up having to make money by selling his body and finally finds true happiness with another man. Karen blushed, "I was amazed by the sex scenes. Lots of nude bodies and gay sex displayed right in front on stage." Fred laughing said that it takes all kinds. Karen agreed, "But I'm not sure I want to watch it all on stage." They both laughed.

When she got out at the hotel she gave him a $100 and a kiss on the cheek. "Your husband is a very lucky man," Fred said as they walked into the hotel. She left Fred at the front desk, where the limo charges were being added to the room.

**** CHAPTER 4 ***

Karen found the note on the bed when she got back to her room. It was from Paul and said that he and several people from the conference were down at the lounge and she should join them when she got in. Karen called down and had Paul paged. She told him that she would prefer it if he came up and they spent the time alone in bed. Paul said that he was in the middle of a big dart game and that as soon as it was finished he would come on up.

She decided to get ready for bed and looked through her things for something sexy. She found the little baby blue teddy she knew Paul liked seeing her in. Stripping, she put on some perfume and the little teddy. It tied in the front and just came down past her waist, feeling daring, she left off the bottom that went with it. She checked the mini bar before she got in bed and grabbed a bottle of white wine. Opening the bottle she poured a glass and turned on the television. Karen kept thinking of the show she had seen and the main character. He had the biggest dick she had ever seen except in porno movies. The television listings showed a porno channel so she clicked over to it. She finished the first bottle and got another, making the toast "Here's to another romantic night in New York." She was getting turned on watching the movie and wished Paul would show up. She started to finger herself as she imagined having that huge dick from the show in her now. She stopped and got up to go pee. The two bottles of wine had made her real tipsy but she grabbed another one while she was up.

She crawled back into the bed and turned up the sound on the television. A well endowed red-haired biker was pounding the meat to his girlfriend while she was giving another leather-jacketed stud a blow job. Karen's hand found its way to her damp mound. Her fingers burrowed into the wet curls as she tried to get relief from the longing she felt. She found no relief from the need to be filled by a large hard dick from just her fingers. Karen reached for her wine but grabbed an empty bottle instead. The bottle with its long sloping neck looked like it had been made for just such an occasion. She watched the biker slide his huge pole in and out of the shaved cunt. The scene and sounds had Karen so hot and wet that she was willing to try any substitute for her man. She raised up on her knees and placed the bottle under her, it's neck just parting her dripping lips. Karen slowly lowered herself on the bottle as she imagined being filled with the dick she was watching on the screen. She squeezed one breast, moaning as she closed her eyes.

"Baby that feels so good, I'm going to cum any minute."

Karen felt like the biker was talking to her and humped the bottle, like it was a piece of stiff man flesh. Her eyes still closed her fingers beat a rapid tattoo on the stiff clit that peeked out with each downward stroke. Karen's face flushed and she bit her lower lip as she tried to keep from making too much noise. The biker yelled "I'm cumming," and Karen opened her eyes to watch, as he pumped hot cum all over the rear of his girlfriend. She reached her climax as he reached his. Temporally sated she gave her nipple a last loving twirl and raised up off the bottle. She placed it by the bed and stretched out on top of the covers, gently playing with her sensitive nipples. Karen tried to finish the third bottle of wine but fell asleep with the television on.

Paul and his friends finally finished up a couple of hours after he had talked to Karen. It seemed that it took several rounds of drinks and several games of darts to come up with a winner. Paul and three of the guys from the lounge rode up the elevator together since they were all staying on the same floor. Paul got ribbed about all the trouble he was going to be in when he got to his room. He assured them that he had it all under control, "Why don't you guys just come in and have a beer? You'll see who wears the pants in my family." They all laughed and said sure, they would love to have another beer and see him get yelled at.

Paul unlocked the door and heard the TV, "Honey we have visitors." He swung the door open and the guys went in first. Paul followed and found the guys standing there staring at Karen asleep on the bed with her legs parted. "Oh shit, you guys get out," Paul said and shut the door to the bedroom. They protested and wanted the promised beers. Paul grabbed three beers from the fridge in the bar and tried to shove the fellows out the door. They all laughed and sat down around a small table. Tim took out a deck of cards and soon all four of them were playing poker and drinking. Paul and two of the guys decided to rent a stretch limo together on Saturday night to go out clubbing in. The guys teased Paul about how unfair it was that he had a beautiful half-naked woman in the next room. He laughed and bragged that they hadn't even seen her best features yet. By the third round of beer, they needed to pee but the bathroom was in the bedroom with Karen. Paul asked them to wait till he could cover her up.

The TV was on in the bedroom and it showed a beautiful woman tied spread-eagle to a bed. She was blindfolded and people were standing around the bed. Paul turned off the television and tried to move Karen off the covers. She was sleeping very soundly and only mumbled as he shifted her around. He remembered his bragging and came to a sudden decision. The bed faced the sitting room but with the bathroom door open it blocked the view. Karen was lying with her legs open and one of her arms over her eyes. Paul carefully untied the top of Karen's teddy and exposed as much as possible of his wife's tits. He turned off the lights but left the bathroom light on. The light from the open door to the bathroom fell right on Karen as she lay passed out on the bed. Paul came back and told the guys that they could go and piss now but that it was time to call it a night. They each came out with a big smile. Saying goodbye they went to their rooms but first they had to kid Paul about who didn't wear the pants in his family. "You guys better not say anything or she will kill me," Paul said as he closed the door.

Paul thanked his lucky stars that Karen had slept through it all as he grabbed another beer from the fridge. Looking at his wife spread out for the world to see and thinking about the guys was really getting Paul hard. He rubbed his dick through his pants, as he wondered, what it would be have been like if the guys had stayed and fucked his pretty wife. He took his clothes off and started to beat his meat. Paul put down his beer and climbed on top of Karen. He spread her legs even more and guided his stiff shaft to her sweet little hole. Karen started to wake as he forced his dick into her dry hole. "Oh, oh, you are hurting me," Karen said as she tried to move and ease the pain.

"This big dick of mine is just too much for you. It will get better soon." Paul said. He pumped till her juices flowed and then pulled out to rub her puckered little asshole with the slimy head of his dick. He spit in his hand and used it for lubrication before pressing into her tight rear. Paul lifted Karen's legs upon his shoulders and pumped his hips. The slick shaft entered into the hot tunnel and went deeper with each stroke. Karen endured the attack on her rear but finally suggested that she get on top, another one of his favorite positions.

Karen's hand gripped Paul's shaft as she knelt above him. She maneuvered the stiff pole between the swollen lips of her pussy, eager to have it fill her. Karen's hand slid up to her damp forest seeking the clit hidden within the blond curls. She rode the pole under her as she teased the clit between her fingers. Paul reached up and fondled the bouncing tits. He played with her nipples till they turned to rocks perched on puffy pink areolas. Karen's moans increased as she neared an orgasm. Paul knew that he could not last much longer. He had her lift up while he guided his dick back to her tight brown eye. Karen slowly let herself back down as his slick pole entered the small opening. Paul pressed his pole into the hot tight tunnel. He made several small strokes before he got it all buried inside her ass. The feeling of being buried to the hilt was too much for Paul and he shot his load deep within her bowels. Karen felt the hot cum spurting inside her and it sent her over the edge. She slowed her fluttering fingers and applied a firm pressure to her twitching clit.

They waited till his shrunken dick slid from her ass. Karen then stretched out beside Paul to cuddle and kiss. She was glad that they were finally doing some of what they had planned to do on the trip. Karen hoped that tomorrow would be even better, with that sexy little black dress and Paul in a good mood. Sex two days in a row already! Yes this might be a trip to remember.

*** CHAPTER 5 ***

Paul woke Karen up as he was dressing to leave. He told her how much it turned him on to see her lying there with no panties on. Last night, he was just so horny from finding her asleep with only a top on that he had to jump her as soon as he got in the room. Karen told him it was all right and that it was about time that they had a little wild sex in their life. Paul had to leave and told her to be ready for the banquet. It was to start at 4 with cocktails.

Karen dressed and went down to have breakfast with Paul. The appointment for having her hair done was at 10 am. They had a quick breakfast and Karen went back up to the room, to bathe and lay out her outfits for today. Paul's last meeting is at 2 and then he will come up and change for the banquet. Karen took a long hot bath and while thinking about shaving her legs, she called the Paris Boutique. She found that they did waxing, pedicures and sculpting. Unsure what sculpting was she just said, "Give me the works," and asked to have it done with the appointment for her hair styling. After her bath, she dressed and wandered down to the Boutique.

Signing in, they told her to go to the back for her manicure and pedicure. About an hour later she went to another room where they do the waxing. While they were waxing her legs, she was given a notebook with pictures of different sculptings that they have done. "Oh my," she thought as she flipped though, they are talking about shaving me down there! The more she looked the better the idea seemed, if seeing her naked before had turned on Paul then imagine how much more if she had it shaved and trimmed. She finally picked a heart shaped design but wasn't sure about having someone else shave her down there. She asked to meet the person who would do it. Soon this sweet extremely gay guy came out and after talking to him, she felt that all would be fine. He told her that he had been doing this for years and that he made most of his money sculpting designs for ladies or just bikini trims. He told her that what he really liked was shaving the guys and that he would do that for free if the boutique let him.

She suffered through the waxing and moved to another room with mirrors all over, even on the ceiling, with a reclining barber's chair in the middle. In the corner was a vanity with a swivel stool and some hangers for clothes. John or Joan as he preferred to be called, had her remove everything from the waist down and sit in the chair with her legs apart. She was then asked to lean back and Joan sat on a little stool between her legs. He raised the chair till he could work easily and said, "Dear if you want to, you can watch what I'm doing in the mirrors." He then worked with scissors, trimming away till the outline of a heart appeared with the point starting just above her pussy lips.

Try as she might to ignore it she was getting aroused from all the attention down there. Joan seemed not to notice as he lathered her up and started to shave away the bush she had had since she was a teenager. He had to ask her to please try and hold still while he shaved around her lips. She told him she was sorry but that it was hard to hold still while he worked on such a sensitive area. Joan assured her it was a common problem and that many of his customers required some time by themselves to relax before dressing. "We even keep a few items to help them relax in the drawer by the dressing area. Soon she had no hair from her ass to her bellybutton except for a prefect little heart. Joan wiped her dry and stood up admiring his work. "A master piece," he said "Do you mind if I take a picture for my records?" Karen decided it would be fine as long as it didn't show her face. Joan or John left after taking the picture and told her to take as much time as she needed getting dressed that no one would disturb her.

Karen stood up and noticed that the shave had everything feeling much different. She walked over to the vanity to dress but stopped to admire how her new little blond heart looked. She reached down and fluffed the little heart with her fingers. She reached a little lower gently running her hand over the new bare area. She was already aroused and the feel of her fingers rubbing across her now super sensitive pussy almost made her come. "Wow," she thought, "maybe I do need to relax for just a little bit before I sit through having my hair done." The feel of walking and air on her bald cunt was about to drive her crazy. She went and locked the door to the sculpting area.

She stood for a moment just enjoying the feel of her own touch on her bare cunt lips. Her hand massaged the silky smooth lips while a finger dipped between the damping lips to caress the button hidden there. She moaned and looked for a place to sit down before she brought herself to a climax. The fuzzy pink stool at the vanity looked inviting and she was supposed to be getting dressed. She sat down and resumed playing with her clit feeling the heat build inside of her. She frigged herself with the middle finger of her left hand. She reached out with her other hand to steady herself, holding onto a drawer handle as she reached her first orgasm. When it passed, she noticed that the drawer had come open a little bit and it was the drawer Joan had mentioned. Karen was curious about just what items they had to help the customers relax and pulled the drawer out till she could see what was in it. Her pussy tightened around the two fingers she had in it, when she saw all the vibrators and dildos.

Karen almost shut the drawer but she just had to look. She had only seen this kind of stuff once or twice before and it really aroused her curiosity. She was aching to be filled and her hands seemed to have a mind of their own as they picked up several of the items in the drawer. She finally settled on a 7-inch vibrator and opened a fresh rubber to place over it. She turned the vibe on low and rubbed her clit till it became so sensitive that she moved the vibrator down sliding it between her glistening pussy lips. She slowly slipped it into her cunt with little circular motions. She could feel the building orgasm and decided it would feel even better if she turned up the vibe a little. The vibrator seemed to jump out of her hand when she turned the dial. It buzzed madly, and surprised, she let it slip out of her. The buzzing tip found her clit and started her cumming. Karen plunged it back in her tight hole pumping wildly. She pressed the vibrator in with both hands till she touched her clit. Her fingers became almost a blur as she tapped her love button and the end of the vibe. When she reached the climax of the orgasm she pressed hard against her clit, her fingers sinking deep into her dripping snatch. Her knees touched as she held the buzzing intruder deep inside her. The orgasm slowly faded and she withdrew the silver vibrator and turned it off. Karen threw away the rubber and replaced the vibe in the drawer.

She looked at the time and hurriedly dressed, already late for the next appointment. Her appointment was running past lunch and it was already 1pm, so while she was getting her hair done they served sandwiches and fruit with your choice of juices.

Karen got a little miffed when she was through with her appointment as they wouldn't charge everything to her room and she had to put it on one of her cards. Their explanation was that the Boutique, while in the hotel was not run as part of the hotel, also they said some of their charges had been refused by companies who were paying for rooms for employees.

Karen found that it was hard to walk back to her room without getting very aroused the sensations from her fresh shaved areas demanded her attention. She was sure everyone could tell, as it seemed they were all looking at her. The door to her room was a welcome sight as she got off the elevator and walked down the hall. One of the other guests winked as he walked by and said "Nice seeing you again." She couldn't remember meeting him before but she had seen a lot of people here in the hotel. Karen was relieved to get back to the privacy of her own room. She still had to get ready for the banquet tonight and if her panties had rubbed over her clit one more time she would have had an orgasm in the hall. Right now she needed to get out of these clothes and start putting on her makeup. Well maybe the makeup could wait just a little longer till she gave her clit the attention it was demanding.

*** CHAPTER 6 ***

Karen was glad that she had gotten a chance to relieve some of the sexual tension and was hoping that she could make it through tonight. It was late enough that she had to start dressing for the banquet. Her new white bra with the front closure had half cups that let her nipples peek over. Taking it back off she found there was a little fringe of lace folded down at the top of the half cups. Putting the bra on with the lace unfolded, it just covered her nipples. "Thank goodness," she thought, "You can see down the front of this new dress if I bend over." She put on her robe and started to put on her makeup. She didn't think she could wear the white lace panties even if Paul had liked them on her, not now. Paul showed up running late and urging her to hurry. She decided if he was in that big a rush she would just wait to show him what she had done. They managed to be ready in plenty of time even with Paul stopping every ten minutes to tell her they were going to be late.