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Erotic Story - - - getting to the nitty gritty now "big thick sausage atop the sac of his scrotum"
here's a bit more of that EROTIC STORY that I have been sharing with you...
Room Service
“I’m getting way to old for this,” Grace Landers said to herself as she pulled her cleaning cart up to the door of Room 427. A single mother of three, she had trudged away as a housekeeper, or glorified maid, for the nearly ten years since her divorce. It had paid the bills and gotten her kids through school and off on their own adult lives. Now, at age 42, Grace was on her last day at this job and this was the last hotel room she hoped to ever clean. Next week she would start college herself as an adult student.
“Good,” she thought looking at the door knob. No “do not disturb” sign hung from it so she could go in and finish up her shift. Grace slid her master key card in the slot and opened the door. She almost jumped at the sight she saw upon entering. A young man in his early twenties was on the bed stark naked watching a porn movie on TV and masturbating intently.
He too was startled and awkwardly grabbed the bedcovers up over his nude body. Grace had caught a glimpse of his large erection before he could cover up and it brought a smile to her face as she remembered a similar incident years ago when she had walked in on her son while he was engaged in masturbating with a girlie magazine.
But, this wasn’t her son, the young man was a total stranger and obviously embarrassed. “I’m sorry, sir,” Grace said, “I didn’t know the room was still occupied.” She moved toward the door to leave.
He seemed more frightened then embarrassed as he spoke, “Um, ma’am,” he stuttered, “You’re not going to report this are you? My parents don’t have to find out, so they?”
Grace stopped and turned. He had a pleading look in his eyes. She, of course, had no intention of telling anyone of the incident but suddenly decided to make the horny little fucker shiver in his boots, or lack thereof, for awhile. “Well, sir, hotel policy is for me to report any unusual activity I happen to observe while engaged in my duties…”
“Please, ma’am, my dad will kill me if he finds out what you caught me doing…” the young man begged, “
Isn’t there some way we can keep this a secret?”
The lad seemed genuinely terrified. Grace gave him a serious thoughtful look. He was a good looking kid, hung like a horse as she had seen moments before, and it was, after all, her last day on the job. “What’s your name, son?” Grace asked patronizingly.
“Matt, ma’am, Matt McConnell,” he replied.
“Well, Matt, I have a proposition for you that will spare you your father’s wrath, if you’re interested,” Grace said to him.
“Yes, yes, ma’am,” Matt responded eagerly.
“Okay then, Matt. First, pull those bedclothes back down so I can see you better,” Grace ordered.
Hesitantly, the young man grasped the edge of the covers and pulled them down over his torso and then the lower part of his body. Grace reached down and pulled them completely off the bed exposing his long lean naked body to her gaze. His erection had totally subsided and his shriveled cock rested like a big thick sausage atop the sac of his scrotum.
“I see the
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Room Service
“I’m getting way to old for this,” Grace Landers said to herself as she pulled her cleaning cart up to the door of Room 427. A single mother of three, she had trudged away as a housekeeper, or glorified maid, for the nearly ten years since her divorce. It had paid the bills and gotten her kids through school and off on their own adult lives. Now, at age 42, Grace was on her last day at this job and this was the last hotel room she hoped to ever clean. Next week she would start college herself as an adult student.
“Good,” she thought looking at the door knob. No “do not disturb” sign hung from it so she could go in and finish up her shift. Grace slid her master key card in the slot and opened the door. She almost jumped at the sight she saw upon entering. A young man in his early twenties was on the bed stark naked watching a porn movie on TV and masturbating intently.
He too was startled and awkwardly grabbed the bedcovers up over his nude body. Grace had caught a glimpse of his large erection before he could cover up and it brought a smile to her face as she remembered a similar incident years ago when she had walked in on her son while he was engaged in masturbating with a girlie magazine.
But, this wasn’t her son, the young man was a total stranger and obviously embarrassed. “I’m sorry, sir,” Grace said, “I didn’t know the room was still occupied.” She moved toward the door to leave.
He seemed more frightened then embarrassed as he spoke, “Um, ma’am,” he stuttered, “You’re not going to report this are you? My parents don’t have to find out, so they?”
Grace stopped and turned. He had a pleading look in his eyes. She, of course, had no intention of telling anyone of the incident but suddenly decided to make the horny little fucker shiver in his boots, or lack thereof, for awhile. “Well, sir, hotel policy is for me to report any unusual activity I happen to observe while engaged in my duties…”
“Please, ma’am, my dad will kill me if he finds out what you caught me doing…” the young man begged, “
Isn’t there some way we can keep this a secret?”
The lad seemed genuinely terrified. Grace gave him a serious thoughtful look. He was a good looking kid, hung like a horse as she had seen moments before, and it was, after all, her last day on the job. “What’s your name, son?” Grace asked patronizingly.
“Matt, ma’am, Matt McConnell,” he replied.
“Well, Matt, I have a proposition for you that will spare you your father’s wrath, if you’re interested,” Grace said to him.
“Yes, yes, ma’am,” Matt responded eagerly.
“Okay then, Matt. First, pull those bedclothes back down so I can see you better,” Grace ordered.
Hesitantly, the young man grasped the edge of the covers and pulled them down over his torso and then the lower part of his body. Grace reached down and pulled them completely off the bed exposing his long lean naked body to her gaze. His erection had totally subsided and his shriveled cock rested like a big thick sausage atop the sac of his scrotum.
“I see the
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