The hallway corridor was empty. The dimly lit sconces glowed invitingly along the richly textured walls. They had led the way from the elevator of the...lushly swank boutique hotel, The Hazelton, just like beacon lights leading me towards the precipice of a decision I still wasn’t sure I was ready to make. I could already feel the beads of sweat, responsive to my unsettled nerves, prickling the back of my neck. I anxiously wiped them away, feeling the the tight pull of the ponytail I had been. An hour later cum dripped from the corners of Angel’s mouth as she greedily swallowed another load. “Oh dear I’m a mess.” Angel giggled looking at the spatters of cum on her tits. “I have it in my hair too. I’ll have to bathe somewhere.” She said collecting the gobs of cum with her fingers. Half-asleep on his back, Stripe groaned opening one eye. “There is a steam a ways that way.” He said waving a hand toward the path. “Thank you.” Angel bubbled in a cheery voice. Then she looked at his. It was within regs. I made a decision based on my dick and not my head. First time for me. I could be in big trouble, but those deep, glimmering eyes were drawing me in. She had a way of holding her head slightly down and then glancing sideways at you. It was making me hard. I needed to relieve the pressure. I decided to go for it. One little indiscretion. Life is short, you know? "Jenson, go make a fresh pot of coffee. This tar I'm drinking now should be shot." "Yes Drill Sergeant!" He. .(Mind you, I said “might”... )Give it to you!Tom LehrerKaren had been feeling the itch to go out for ages. Her boyfriend had been on the road for 2 weeks, working in the oil fields in the Dakotas, and she was almost climbing the walls. Just 24 years old and still loving to party, she had largely put all of that behind her when she agreed to move in with him.Frank was a good boyfriend, and a great lover. And while they were not married yet, she knew that both of them had been considering taking.