17-08-2021, 10:35 AM
I woke to the hot sun hitting my face and I realized in the passion last night I had forgotten to close the curtains. With a start, I panicked and tried to sit up to check the time. We had a flight this afternoon at five and I couldn't miss it. My legs felt like lead and refused to obey my commands, and my pussy felt like it had been set on fire. I was sore as hell and even the slightest movement sent pain shooting through every limb. My head was pounding and I realized that so many Long Island Iced Teas had probably not been a good idea. Bringing my hand to my face I realized that my jaw was sore as hell as well, but the memory of Ricky's huge cock made me smile through the pain.
When I was finally able to get a look the clock it read 10:50 and I breathed a long sigh of relief. Looking around the room I realized I was alone. My stallion had disappeared during the night leaving nothing behind except his dried cum on my thighs, and memories I would carry for a lifetime.
The room itself was trashed. The bed was a mess and the smell of sex filled the air so thick that I was worried they would never get it out. I found my skirt and shirt, located my leggings in the corner but couldn't find my panties. They weren't the really nice ones I had brought but I was still perturbed that they were missing. Either they had magically disappeared or Ricky had absconded with them as a trophy.
With slow calculated movements I made my way to the bathroom and started the shower. The hot water against my skin was painful but I could feel it loosening my tight, sore muscles, healing me from the night before. After standing there for fifteen minutes I filled the tub and lay back soaking in the warmth as my strength returned.
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Dressing I hurried to find the house keeper I had befriended while I was here, a tiny Guatemalan woman named Esmerelda. Slipping her a twenty I begged her to go in and clean my room before anyone else could see the mess.
Unable to face the reaction I knew she was going to have I hastily went down to the hotel restaurant to have some lunch. Once done I went down to the clinic and picked up a morning after pill. I didn't want to be having a black baby.
Amit came by my room later to check to see if I was ready to go and told me not to ask questions about last night. All he would tell me is that between the five of them they had spent close to one thousand dollars in drinks and lap dances. It had not been what he wanted but the others insisted, and as a result he had lost all respect for them.
I thought of my night with Ricky and kept quiet. I was sure if he knew I would lose his respect as well.
The ride to the airport was quiet. It seemed we all had bad headaches from drinking too much and even the tires humming along on the pavement was tough to handle. When we arrived we found our plane and boarded.
Just after the 'Fasten Seat belts' light went out the stewardess made her rounds offering drinks.
"Coke. Sprite. Tea. Water or coffee," she asked.
I nodded at the last one.
"One tall, large, black please," I said. "The bigger the better."
"You sure, sweetie? That will keep you up all night" she said.
"That's the idea," I said and smiled.
When I was finally able to get a look the clock it read 10:50 and I breathed a long sigh of relief. Looking around the room I realized I was alone. My stallion had disappeared during the night leaving nothing behind except his dried cum on my thighs, and memories I would carry for a lifetime.
The room itself was trashed. The bed was a mess and the smell of sex filled the air so thick that I was worried they would never get it out. I found my skirt and shirt, located my leggings in the corner but couldn't find my panties. They weren't the really nice ones I had brought but I was still perturbed that they were missing. Either they had magically disappeared or Ricky had absconded with them as a trophy.
With slow calculated movements I made my way to the bathroom and started the shower. The hot water against my skin was painful but I could feel it loosening my tight, sore muscles, healing me from the night before. After standing there for fifteen minutes I filled the tub and lay back soaking in the warmth as my strength returned.
Dressing I hurried to find the house keeper I had befriended while I was here, a tiny Guatemalan woman named Esmerelda. Slipping her a twenty I begged her to go in and clean my room before anyone else could see the mess.
Unable to face the reaction I knew she was going to have I hastily went down to the hotel restaurant to have some lunch. Once done I went down to the clinic and picked up a morning after pill. I didn't want to be having a black baby.
Amit came by my room later to check to see if I was ready to go and told me not to ask questions about last night. All he would tell me is that between the five of them they had spent close to one thousand dollars in drinks and lap dances. It had not been what he wanted but the others insisted, and as a result he had lost all respect for them.
I thought of my night with Ricky and kept quiet. I was sure if he knew I would lose his respect as well.
The ride to the airport was quiet. It seemed we all had bad headaches from drinking too much and even the tires humming along on the pavement was tough to handle. When we arrived we found our plane and boarded.
Just after the 'Fasten Seat belts' light went out the stewardess made her rounds offering drinks.
"Coke. Sprite. Tea. Water or coffee," she asked.
I nodded at the last one.
"One tall, large, black please," I said. "The bigger the better."
"You sure, sweetie? That will keep you up all night" she said.
"That's the idea," I said and smiled.
THE END
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