Gave a hotel bar bathroom BJ on a Business Trip by a Shy Soldier [42F] [33M] [hotwife pov] [blowjob] [skull fuck]

I travel a lot for work. Usually it’s boring dinners and too much small talk, but this trip turned into something else entirely thankfully and yes I’m married, and yes, my husband knows exactly what kind of wife I am. Since 2019 I’ve had 21 men. This was number 22, and it might be one of the hottest yet.

I was out with two of my female colleagues, both around my age, both tipsy. We were winding down at the hotel bar after a long conference day. Around 10 I noticed him. Quiet, built, Black guy sitting alone sipping miller lite with a soft smile and sad eyes. I smiled at him. He looked surprised, almost unsure if I meant it for him, but he walked over.

His name was James. Military. Medical field. Thirty three years old. Not cocky or flashy, just this calm respectful energy. Shy even. We hit it off fast. My coworkers teased me and headed to bed. His roommate had already gone upstairs. That left just us.

There was no plan. No discussion. I followed him to the bathroom when he went to go pee, when he opened the door I basically pounced on him back inside. It was a private clean fancy bathroom. Once the door shut, I pulled off my blazer and dropped to my knees. My mouth was already watering.

He was cut, about seven inches, and thick. Not the biggest I’ve had, but perfect. And he had this little habit every time I wasn’t sucking him, he’d gently shake his dick like he missed the contact. I couldn’t get enough.

At first he was hesitant and soft. But when I looked up and made eye contact, something switched. He pulled my mommy boobies out from under my bra and started thrusting slowly. It didn’t stay slow. Before I knew it he had both hands on my head and was skull fucking me like similar clips my husband had showed me. When he came fierce without warning, it hit so hard it made me gag. I couldn’t swallow all of it.

I caught my breath, wiped my mouth, washed my hands, and we went back to the bar like nothing had happened. But something definitely had.

We sat close. There was this romantic tension between us. Puppy love kind of energy. He told me it had been thirteen years since another woman had put her mouth on him, recent divorce. His wife cheated now he assumed he got head from a cheating wife. That stayed with me.

Later in bed while my coworker snored, I texted my husband everything. That I’d just been “skull fucked”. That I wanted to meet up with James again the next night.

And I still might.