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They walked to his room, arminarm, and with privacy, they couldn’t undress each other fast enough. Later, they’d admit that while teaching Fiona a lesson wasn’t supposed to be erotic, it was, in fact, astoundingly so. Shelley had cum several times with the woman’s tongue in her pussy, and Jim’s erection showed through the tight tailored pants he’d worn.
Naked already, she knelt to pull his pants and underwear down and couldn’t resist taking him in her mouth, wanting to show her gratitude for all he’d done for her. In just a few weeks, her life had progressed from infrequent and dull with an occasional immature date to the most exciting lovemaking she could imagine with a true gentleman, and it kept getting better. With one hand on his ass, the other fondling his sac, she offered her thanks for the little spanking that started it all.
“Come here, my sweet little girl!” he said affectionately, pulling her up for an almostnaked hug. As though reading her mind, he told her, “A few weeks ago, I came into this hotel and met a cute, bumbling night desk clerk that I didn’t know what to do with, and now I don’t know what I’d do without you!”
“Oh, Jimmy!” she cried as tears came instantly.
She wanted to say something too but was afraid her real feelings might be too much, too soon, so she settled for an incredible hug and kisses that reflected their true passion. Their eyes danced with each other before she knelt again before him.
“I want to do this for you!” she said as she finished the job of stripping him naked and led him to the bed, where he sat with her face in his lap.
“Oh, Shelley! That’s so good!” he replied, also afraid of saying more.
He was old enough to be her father and there was always something to remind him of that. He’d look in the mirror and see a graying older man who didn’t deserve a cute, young thing like Shelley, barely out of her teens. He assumed that appearing as a father figure fed her fantasy of ‘daddy’ spanking his naughty little girl. Accepting that, he wasn’t going to deny himself of her pleasures as long as she was willing, but in his heart, he hoped for more.
Her tongue and lips wrapped around the bulbous head of what she called his ‘big thick dick’ brought him out of his reverie to the arousing present. He loved it when it reached deep enough into her throat to feel it constricting around the tip while her tongue lapped at the underside.
“I’m gonna cum, Shelley!” he warned her unnecessarily as she could feel it coming in her hands and mouth, and seconds later, his pulsating cock was emptying itself into her mouth to be quickly swallowed with a grateful smile.
“Was that good, Jimmy?” she asked.
“It always is, my sweet Shelley!” he replied, a bit of melancholy from his earlier thoughts evident in his voice.
“But I’m really just a naughty little girl, aren’t I, Daddy? A naughty girl who needs to have her hiney spanked?” she said in that cute, little girl voice he loved. “Huh, Daddy? Am I gonna get a spanking on my bare hiney?” she finished, standing at his side, just waiting with a bitten lip and downcast eyes to be told to get over his knee for the spanking she wanted so badly.
“But Shelley, you like getting spanked, don’t you?” he said, trying to change the dynamic.
“Ohhh!” she protested.
“Be honest!” he said with a warning tone.
“Yes, Daddy. I like it,” she admitted reluctantly.
“Tell me what you want.”
“Take me over your knee and give me a good spanking with your hand on my bare hiney!”
“What about your hairbrush!”
“No, just your hand, please. Then you can probably spank me again later,” she giggled, looking at his lap expectantly.
“Come. Over you go,” he said, putting one hand on her chest and the other on her bottom to help her into position. He squeezed her tits gently and rubbed her back and bottom, fingers dipping between cheeks and thighs. “Ready?” he finally asked.
“Yeah! Spank me, Jimmy! Spank my hiney!” she replied, getting wetter with each plea.
He loved the feel of her tight buns, and it almost seemed a shame to spank them, but he knew they looked and felt even better when smacked to a rosy red color and warm sting. The spanking began, and as the first opportunity to give her the kind of spanking she wanted since the Fiona fiasco, he was going to make it memorable.
Writhing in his lap, the savory sting built slowly as he spanked her just hard enough. She especially liked those on her lower cheeks as she felt the flesh jiggle a bit more, and several spanks on one spot were even better. She encouraged him with plaintive sighs, moans, and the occasional ‘Spank me!’ though those were more for her. She loved vocalizing what she wanted when spanked, finding it added to the overall lush feeling for both her bottom and her pussy.
Jim had learned to read Shelley’s body language like a book and could give her exactly what she wanted. Everything was just right when her tight little butt squirmed on his lap. She’d lift her hips when she wanted it harder or to resume after a rest and tuck her bottom in, pressing against his thighs when it was starting to hurt. Even then, he’d continue until her aural cries and gasps told him differently.
“Ohhhhhh, I love the way you spank me!” she moaned during a rest.
“I’ve got something new in mind. Would you like to try it?”
“A new way to spank me?” she asked as she turned over on his lap and reached for him to kiss her.
“You’ll see!” he said after the long, tonguetangled kiss.
“Okay!” she replied as she sat up and then stood, rubbing her bottom, not because it hurt but because it felt so good to do it.
“Come sit on my face!” he instructed after moving to the center of the bed on his back. “No, the other way around,” he added when she was about to face him. “That’s it!” he said as she placed her knees beside his face, touching his shoulders.
“Ooo!” she cooed when his hands reached around her thighs and gave her a good hard smack on each cheek. “Mmm, and I can lick you while you spank me!” she said, bending down to take him into her mouth.
“And I can lick you too!” he said, pulling her down onto his face, sucking her pussy into his mouth while his hand beat out a rhythm on her beautiful ‘bongos.’
The sixtynine activities didn’t last long once his tongue was slurping in her wet pussy, and combined with the spanking, he had her charging toward a climax that built quickly but didn’t arrive when she thought it would, crashing over her many seconds later having climbed to an incredible crescendo.
“Oh my, oh my g, oh my God!” she screamed when it finally hit, knocking her forward to collapse on the bed beside him, her whole body shaking and convulsing as wave after wave of delirious pleasure swept over her.
“I guess you liked that?” he asked sarcastically.
“Ho, ho, holy shit, Jim!” she stammered, still calming from the incredible orgasm. “I want to do that again later! But now, I want you first in my mouth and then in my pussy!” she said, and in her still quivering state, she pushed him down on the bed, descending on his cock like a child to her candy.
An hour later, they were in the shower together, just washing as they were both supremely satisfied, but that still meant plenty of playful and loving touches while they enjoyed each other’s bodies with no ual goal in mind.
A long, leisurely dinner provided time they hadn’t had before to learn more about each other. Shelley summarized her education as finishing high school with no means of attending college and taking the job at the hotel, which allowed her to take a few classes at a time at the local community college. While Fiona’s hijinx had her questioning her choice of pursuing a hotel management career, their reconciliation with her brought that plan back to the fore.
Jim told her about his career managing relationships with clients who purchased their subscriptionbased software systems for business management. Shelley felt sad for him when he told her that life ‘on the road’ had indirectly ended his marriage, but then realized her good fortune was a result.
Their conversation progressed into light subjects about likes and dislikes, leaving Jim encouraged that their age difference didn’t factor in as much as it might have. His work brought him in contact with many of her generation, and he often walked away from those encounters with thoughts like, ‘They don’t know what good music is!’ or ‘Don’t they ever do something that doesn’t involve their phone?’ Shelley shared his like of what he called ‘classic rock’ music like the Beatles and Led Zeppelin and hadn’t looked at her phone once this evening, or anytime they were together, he realized, even though it had often buzzed when they were together.
They spent the remainder of the day, night, and morning in bed, often just talking and holding each other. Shelley did get the second spanking she alluded to earlier, but it was mostly playful as she pretended to be Daddy’s naughty little girl again. She insisted on twenty ‘good, hard swats’ with the hairbrush for a lasting and memorable sting. Twenty became more than thirty, and she thanked him with the best blowjob yet.
“I wish we could just stay here,” she complained when it was time to get up and get ready to leave.
“Me too, Shelley. Me too!” he agreed.
Another wish she voiced that he didn’t live so far away started a new train of thought for him. First, he was happy to hear her suggest she’d like to spend more time together rather than just an evening or a day every two weeks. It reduced his fear that he was just someone to fill her need for an authority figure in her life. He wondered what that would be like and recalled the dinner conversation that left him feeling closer to her than their generational difference might have.
Next, he thought about where he lived, how nothing was tying him to that area, and that he could be based anywhere within the state and still be effective at his job. The lease on his apartment was up in just over a month, the renewal documents lying on his desk at home, waiting for his signature.
He said goodbye to his sweet little girl without telling her of these thoughts. Instead, he planned to investigate the feasibility of moving closer before discussing it with her. He still had some doubts that she’d want him so close, and even if she did initially, would it become an issue for her once they were spending more time together? Would she tire of this old man? Still, he went ahead with the inquiries to see if it was possible.
“Jimmy! You’re here early!” she cried two weeks later on his regular rounds. At the beginning of her shift, she looked around the lobby to see if anyone was looking before inviting him back to the office for a huge hug and passionate kiss.
“It’s good to see you too!” he replied after the kiss, holding her youthful body in his arms.
“You know I’m busy now for a couple of hours. You’ll come back later tonight?” she asked, moving one of his hands down to her ass. Seeing a different look on his face, she wondered if she was assuming too much. “You don’t have to spank me if you don’t want to. It’s you I’ve missed!”
“I’ll come back. Why don’t you text me when you think the time is right?”
They agreed, getting another good kiss in before an arriving guest called for her attention. He left, looking over his shoulder to see her welcoming the guest. She looked at him once with a cute smile as the guest was fumbling in her purse for a credit card. He stopped to watch her, only now realizing he’d never seen her doing her job, and was pleasantly surprised at how confident and friendly she was. The contrast between her cute little girl persona and hotel host had him smiling, seeing another side of her personality.
It was almost midnight when he got the text from her that the last late checkin had just arrived, and he headed down, looking forward to just being with her. When he got downstairs, she was wishing the late guest a good night, and again, he was struck by her expert attitude.
“I’ve never watched you in your official capacity. You’re very good at it. Makes me wonder why you were so rattled that first night I met you?” he said as he stepped behind the desk and took her in his arms.
“It must have been you, Jimmy! Alone with such a strong, handsome man!” she answered, sucking up to him with her head on his chest. “Wanna reenact that night?” she asked with a bitten lip.
“No,” he started, enjoying her pouting response before adding, “I’m so impressed with your professionalism; I think you deserve a reward, not a sore, red bottom!”
Still, it was her cute ass he grabbed when he pulled her in for a passionate kiss, mashing his hips against hers and making her feel the growing lump in his pants. Her breathing became erratic when he pulled the hem of her skirt up to feel the bare flesh of her naked bottom.
“You’re determined to be a naughty girl, aren’t you?”
“Yes, Daddy,” she replied with a shrug. “Maybe just a little spanking? Ooo!” she yelped when he bent her over at his side and held her firmly around her waist, painting a rosy pink hue all over her squirming backside. His pace and intensity ramped up quickly, and soon she was crying out, ‘Oh my God!’ when he lifted her off the floor, her arms and legs flailing under the barrage.
“I said a little spanking, Daddy!” she complained when he put her down, and her hands flew to her tingling cheeks. “Ooo, but it does feel good! Again? Please?” she pled, bending over at his side and wanting him to repeat the same spanking.
“You’re insatiable!” he said, grabbing her roughly around the waist again and spanking as fast and hard as before.
All told she ended up with well over a hundred hard smacks to her nowred rump. He loved watching her rubbing her cheeks, not to lessen the pain but to enhance the delicious sting. She returned his smile when she noticed him intently watching.
“Do you want to rub my hiney?” she asked, still in her cute little girl persona.
“Only if I can lick your pussy while I’m doing it,” he replied and knelt at her feet, pushing her skirt up to see her pretty pussy all smooth and shiny.
“Oh! Oh, Jimmy!” she cooed as his tongue slipped into her moist slit, and her skirt fell over him when her hands were replaced by his on her warm red buns. She stepped forward, remembering when he’d had her sitting on his face as he knelt. Her hips moved every which way as she ground her pussy into his face the way they both liked it.
She’d already cum once and was on her way to a second climax when the front desk bell chimed.
“I’ll be right with you!” she called out, hoping her voice didn’t betray her panic. With her skirt falling back into place, only her face and hair might give her away, and Jim helped her straighten that out.
She walked out of the office, still a bit weak in the knees, but Jim was again impressed with her welcoming and skillful demeanor, especially considering that, seconds before, she’d been mashing her pussy into his face. She dispatched the guest quickly and returned to the office, plopped down in the chair, and breathed a deep sigh of relief.
“That was close, but I don’t think she was suspicious in any way.”
“So what if she knew? She’d probably be jealous!”
“No, she’d probably write a very strange review on Google or the company website, and I’d be in trouble with Fiona again!”
Jim knelt between her legs again, pushing her skirt up underneath her and pulling her knees apart to pick up where he’d left off. Her arousal ramped up quickly, and it didn’t take long for her to reclaim that stolen orgasm.
They spent more than an hour together sucking, licking, and . Bent over the desk, he entered her from behind, and with his hands in her blouse, she loved the way he made her feel bigger than she was. Another climax was triggered by hard spanks as he held her hips, hammering his cock into her tight sheath. Her mouth got him hard again, and this time, he sat in the chair while she rode him on his lap.
Now, in the wee hours of the morning, they finished with another overthedesk joining that lasted longer than either had experienced, and they agreed that it was a good place to stop.
They hugged and kissed lovingly before Jim dressed and helped her put all her pieces back together. He watched the desk like a waiting guest while she went to the ladies’ room to get her face and hair presentable.
“I hate it when we have to say goodbye!” she complained when she returned.
“Do you get off at eight as usual?”
“Yes, Why?”
“Would you like to have breakfast with me?”
“I’d love to!” she replied, newly excited again.
“Great! See you at eight!” he said, hopeful that her interest was further evidence that she’d like to be with him more.
They met outside the hotel in the morning, where they’d not likely be seen offering a ‘good morning’ hug and kiss. He drove them to an IHOP down the main drag about a mile, and they entered the restaurant holding hands.
“This is a pleasant surprise!” Shelley said once their orders had been placed and coffee cups filled.
“Well, you said the other day that you wished we could spend more time together, so I figured, ‘Why not breakfast?’” he explained. She acknowledged his thoughtfulness with a touch of her hand from across the table. “You said you wished I lived closer so we could see each other more than just every two weeks,” he reminded her.
“It’s … hard, Jimmy, waiting two weeks each time. I know you’re a little older than me, but I really like you! I light up inside when I see you! And it’s not just because you’re gonna spank my hiney,” she whispered with a chuckle.
“What if I did live here?”
“Really!? Are you gonna move here?” she asked, excitement ramping up quickly.
“I’m just asking, Shelley. I’m more than a little older than you. You’ve never talked about boyfriends, but I’m sure someone as pretty as you has lots of guys chasing her. Why would you want someone as old as me?” he asked, laying his fears out on the table. He was surprised when she got up and moved to his side of the booth.
“It’s not like that! Yes, there are boys my age, but they are still boys and act like it. And in the end, all they want is to get in my panties! I don’t care how old you are! You’re so good to me and protecting me, and never with the thought of just me and moving on. I want you, Jimmy! Every day if I could!” she finished, taking his face in her hands and giving him a kiss she hoped supported her claim.
“There’s a house for rent. About a mile from here. I could …”
“Really! Oh my God! We could see each other every day!?”
“I could move into it in about a month,” he continued the statement she interrupted. “It wouldn’t be every day, though, because I’d still have my travel schedule Monday to Thursday almost every week, but I’d be here on weekends and working from home on Friday, so it would be much more than barely an evening every two weeks. Still interested?” he asked, happy with her response so far, but this was the final indication of how much she really wanted him.
“Yes! Yes! I’m so happy! Tell me you’re gonna do it!” she said, needing her own confirmation.
“I’ll move in the first of next month.”
Shelley could barely contain her enthusiasm, kissing and hugging him possessively. Her excitement was contagious as Jim felt better than ever about the immediate future with her.
He offered to show her the house after breakfast. Almost there, she commented that it was on her way home so she could stop in to see him every workday. It was a simple twobedroom home that looked from the outside to have been kept up well. A detached garage and modestly landscaped yard hinted at a simple home just waiting for him to put his own stamp on it.
“You have an apartment now, don’t you? So why a house?” she asked, viewing it from the car as he didn’t have access to it yet.
“Two reasons. First, I’ve gotten tired of living in a building with many other people, throwing my money away on rent. This is a renttoown arrangement, and the owner is thrilled that their tenant is someone who can and will maintain the house in the interest of possibly buying it down the road.”
Each new facet of this arrangement excited her, and the possibility that he might buy the house was no exception.
“What’s the other reason?”
“Similar to the first, I didn’t think an apartment with lots of other people and paperthin walls would work for our somewhat noisy fun!” he laughed.
“Oh, Jimmy! I can’t wait! I can sleep over, can’t I? I love waking up with you!”
“Whenever you want! I love falling asleep with my little girl in my arms!”
He drove her back to the hotel to get her car, and she jumped into his arms when they got out of his car. They hugged and kissed repeatedly, excited at this turn of events that would bring them closer together.
They said goodbye, looking forward to his next visit in two weeks. There was a good chance he’d be moving in that week, but he left it as a surprise that he wouldn’t reveal until he saw her that week. He had a lot to do in that short time, but the load would be light with the promise of having more time with his cute little girl.
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