How Was Your Stay With Us?

In a foreign airport
late one foggy night
jet-lag overtaking me
but I felt alright,
The hotel was adjacent
and I had a booking
she handed back my credit card
damn nice looking,

Told me my room number
with a broad foreign smile
and if I needed anything
a number I could dial,
Anything? I asked
and she smiled: yes indeed
if this ever went to trial
guilty I would plead,

In the room I turned the shower
water on full hot
removed all my clothes
stood there naked and thought,
The woman at the check-in desk
the number I could dial
if she were there with me
with that foreign travel smile,

I called that foreign number
and a voice said: how are you
is there something we can offer
something we can do?
The woman at the check in desk
I asked what is her name
the voice said she was busy
but went on to explain,

The voice said leave the safety lock
loose on the door
we agreed on the charge amount
and talked a little more,
The bed was big and spacious
the sheet where fresh and white
I slipped between them naked
and switched off the light,

About an hour later
perhaps more like two
I heard the door lock click
a voice said: how are you?
The black-out drape was open
the airport lights outside
sufficient illumination
her naked by my side,

Leg on either side of me
breasts swayed to-and-fro
long black hair dangling
skin white as snow,
Hands behind my head
watched her take my cock
slip it in her pussy
then say: fuck fuck fuck,

In her foreign accent
with her foreign smile
I tried to hold off coming
but it only took awhile,
In her native language
said something, I don’t know
my cock was getting hard again
but she said she had to go,

I masturbated slowly
until I came again
thinking of her breasts
her snow-white skin,
Next day I departed
she was there behind the desk
smiled: how was your stay with us
did you get a little rest? …