What a little Bimbo, Stacey thought to herself as she proudly paraded towards the exit,........................Chapter 2 : Red Star HotelIt was a warm... and moist Sunday evening when Stacey arrived at the Red Star hotel. Her flight had been nothing less then luxurious, never before had she flown a first class seat. And like anybody else, she adored the pampering she received from being in the top of the food chain on the AA flight.She got picked up by Brent, a friendly good looking company. We slammed down on her bed and pretty much skipped all foreplay, we just wanted to fuck. we had been having sex without a condom for a little while now, and every once in a while she would try to talk me into cumming in her. well this time, we had been going at it for about an hour. we were deeply into the moment. face to face, her legs over her head, and my cock sliding deep into her soaking wet pussy faster than ever making her scream my name at the top of her lungs. then i started to feel. –The dreaded words came out of his mouth in what I imagined was a slick tone to him, but was just haunting to me, I was waiting for you. You worked later than you should have. He said, moving closer. –I had paperwork Mister Lonax. I used a formal name to show a discreet message of how the only relationship there was between us was patient doctor. You know that I only discuss matters in the office, you should go home. I looked at the digital number, 5 out of 1. Almost down. –Well, I was actually. Just thinking of you makes me hard. I was in a meeting the other day at work and someone mentioned something that reminded me of you and I got an instant hard on. All I could think of was getting here so I could slide it into you."I could feel my pussy getting wet again. He kept talking, "Do you know how hard it is for me right now not to just take you, right here? Pound that tight pussy with my throbbing cock?"I said, "Daddy stop, I am getting wet." Our food arrived and it was hard to eat.