This would not be one of those nights. We had finished dinner and Sheilaset her glass of wine down and peered at me and only smirked. I askedwhat wa...s up and she said it was going to be a great night for us both.She told me she had booked a room and had planned some sex games for usacross the parking lot at the hotel. I began to get very excited.Sheila stated that she had some loose ends to tie up and would call forme very shortly. I was not to leave the restaurant till she called withmy. As I entered the room, Ana was laying on the bed with her nice legs spread out and cum running from her just fucked pussy. She told me the handsome black man had fucked her wildly and she was going back later for more.We returned to the bar area and enjoyed a few drinks as she flirted with some black guys there. After she had a couple of drinks, she was ready to slut it up a little more and took off her dress to reveal the sexy red string body suit she was wearing. I then helped her change. She moved turned round and looked right into my eyes as she continued singing and dancing with my hands on her waist she placed her left hand on my upper arm and the other on my chest.The song ended and we both stopped dancing, Abi clapped her hands and said “Mr. D, I like you moves” as she smiled. I was so turned on at this point and breathing heavily not from the dancing but from my pounding heart and throbbing wet cock. Abi flicked her hair to the side and moved back to lean on my desk and. My first erotic encounter was in this apartment when I was on my own. I felt the sexual potency of the city. I am the kind of woman that can have an orgasm if I have immersed myself in a magnificent work of art. Art inspired a sexual ache in me that was satisfied by itself. I had felt the light-headedness and trickling wetness of my heated sex many a time in an art gallery and never failed to cum in front of a Van Gough. Except for the scent of arousal, and my flushed features, there was no way.