It was a hotel they used for local conventions and was a pretty plush place. She shivered again."Coming to lunch?" her friend Natalie asked, causing K...lsey to jump a bit in her chair."No, thanks. I have a call with the East Coast and then a meeting with a new client. But thanks!" Suit yourself," Natalie said, waving as she headed for the lobby.Kelsey took a deep breath and shivered again as her hand brushed her nipple and sent electric shocks through her body. She reached for the phone again. My dick was stiffening as she purred in my ear and the picture of her ad flashed through my head.We made arrangements to meet the next evening and I explained to her my fantasy. “That would be extra,” she informed me, but, as hard as my cock was. She could have asked for the moon and gotten it.My fantasy was to blind folder her as soon as she entered the room. Strip her and dress her in the lingerie I bought, pose her and start taking pictures. After some very sexy pictures, her giving me head,. “Come over here newbie,” he finished.(Note: Leg is a derisive term used by Airborne soldiers for those who are not Airborne.)“So what’s your story, Airborne?” the other man who appeared to be the one in charge here asked as I approached him. He was an older man, but not one that you would normally notice in a crowd.“What unit were you in?” demanded another man seated beside him.“I was in the hundred and worst,” I answered.“Oh, the screaming shitbirds,” the other man added and laughed.“See any. "I thought this would be easier ifyou couldn't move... It's only fair, the way you had me pinned down lastnight. Had your way with me..." What...? I...." He remembered last night; blearily. Miranda hadapproached him, smiled at him. He'd bought her a martini. She'd boughthim a beer - some brand he'd never heard of, with a sour aftertaste.Feminista? It had been girly, but the way she'd sat in his lap whenshe'd drunk it had made it worth his while. The way she'd giggled whenhe wrapped his arms.