She gazed up at him as he spoke eloquently about matters of no import, and wondered how it was that he was not attached. He was a kind, wealthy and ex...remely good-looking man who constantly proved to be unlike anyone she had ever met before. There was just something about him, something that brought out feelings in her that she had not experienced in a very long time. It was an attraction that she had felt with him the first time they met, but knowing that she would only be hurt by such. Eventually he started touching my thigh, and moved it up my skirt, gently stroking my thigh very close to my pussy. I got goosebumps all over and my pussy was dripping wet, throbbing. I wanted him, right there right now. I was ready to go down on him, and suck his dick dry.He then grabs my face, brings me closer and starts sensually kissing me. I reach down to his pants and feel his cock. Hard as fuck, and HUGE. I wanted him. I wanted him bad inside me.I whisper in his ear... "I cant take it. She's a petite, olive-skinned young innkeeper, short legs, pert bottom, smooth skin, matching black panties, and bra. Shyly, she turns away from him, not thinking. He unfastened her bra as her hands held the cups in place over her small full breasts.He tugs her black panties over her hips with a smooth motion, leaving them at her thighs for gravity to carry them to the carpet with a barely audible flutter in the quiet room.“Get on the bed, Carla.” He takes her hand and drops her bra atop her. They must have been talking and wondering if I had anything on under my coat. I guess at this point Terry had enough of me hiding my nakedness and He stands alongside me and lifts my coat. Now the whole bar knows for sure I have nothing on under my coat. The next thing I know Terry has me by the shoulders, pushing me onto the pool table. I feel him pick up the back of my coat. I 'm thinking he wants the people in the bar to see my ass again. I was wrong he was holding me down and then just a.