Fifty-five-year-old larger lady Debbie Simpson had had what she was now convinced was the fucking of her life when she hooked-up at the annual company conference with the considerably younger Simon Curtis.
In the few weeks since that night of sex, she had had two sexual encounters of sorts but neither was particularly successful and certainly neither were satisfying for her.
On the first one with a youth of eighteen, he ejaculated in his underpants before they really got started and he fled in embarrassment, and the second one, a man in his forties, at least got his cock into her cunt but he came after about half a dozen thrusts and again Debbie was left frustrated.
She kept thinking back to that night of passion with Simon but as they lived a couple of hundred miles apart, plus the fact that he was married, the best that she could hope for was a repeat performance at the company conference the following year.
She decided to treat herself to Friday and Saturday night away at a nice hotel in the hope of meeting somebody that would give her what she craved but if that did not happen then at least she would have a change of scenery.
Debbie arrived at the hotel early evening and, having checked in, she changed into what she considered to be her smartest and most sexy outfit of black skirt and jacket and white blouse. She also wore her sexiest underwear although if all went as she hoped the underwear would not be on for too long.
She had a very pretty face and she applied just the right amount of make-up to it before going to the hotel bar, purchasing herself a drink and placing herself on a stool at the far end of the bar although her large buttocks rather overlapped the stool.
She had been there about twenty minutes sipping her drink and watching the comings and goings when a man in a smart suit entered the bar and bought himself a drink.
He did glance in the direction of Debbie and sort of half-smiled but, to her disappointment, he turned and left the bar drink in hand.
She had now been there for almost an hour and had just purchased her third drink when the man returned to the bar but now dressed more casually. Debbie guessed his age to be early thirties and he was certainly good looking although with her desperate to be fucked most men were becoming good looking.
To her delight, the man again smiled at her but this time, having bought his drink, moved towards her.
"Hello, I was hoping that you would still be here," he said.
Trying to suppress her joy a little bit and try to remain cool she replied, "Oh, were you and why was that?"
He did not answer directly but instead said, "I would offer to buy you a drink but it looks like you have just got one," nodding towards her almost full glass.
Delighting herself with how cool she was appearing she replied, "Well, maybe you can buy me one a bit later."
Again the man did not respond directly to her comment but instead introduced himself, "My name is Tim Henderson, and you are?"
"Debbie Simpson, pleased to meet you Tim Henderson," as they shook hands.
Debbie was starting to feel her panties getting damp and her nipples felt as though they were like bullets.
"Would you like to sit over there, Debbie?" asked Tim nodding to a table well away from the bar and anyone else.
Having agreed Debbie just knew that Tim's eyes would be on her wide arse as she slid off the barstool and led the way to the suggested table. Tim felt his cock start to harden as he imagined what those buttocks would look like naked once divested of that skirt.
They sat and chatted and were getting on well with a lot of flashing of smiles and of eyes.
Debbie told Tim that she was just treating herself to two nights away from home although she did not add that the main reason was that she hoped to have a good shag.
Tim was also in the hotel for two nights but he had a business meeting throughout Saturday with that being the only time that his potential client could see him.
Tim bought Debbie the drink that had been mentioned earlier and although it was her fourth, she was well used to alcohol consumption. So even if slightly merry, she was well in control of her senses.
As the latest drinks were getting close to being consumed and the time now well after nine o'clock, it needed to be established what was to happen next because, although they were both having the same thoughts, they were not certain that the other person was thinking that way.
"Oh well, with that meeting tomorrow I had better start to think about bed," said Tim trying to gauge Debbie's reaction.
With her eyes fixed on his and her confidence boosted by the drinks she said, "Yes, I have been thinking about bed too."
They sat in silence for what was only seconds but seemed ages as their eyes locked and Debbie, almost subconsciously, licked her lips.
"Um, I might be getting this horribly wrong but I don't suppose you...." started a slightly nervous Tim.
"Would go to bed with you. Yes, I would love to," replied Debbie hoping that she had completed Tim's sentence correctly.
"Wonderful, I fancied you the moment I saw you when I first arrived," said the now more confident Tim.
"Your room or mine?" asked the very turned on Debbie.
"Perhaps yours tonight and mine tomorrow night," replied Tim as his cock approached full erection in his trousers.
"That sounds good to me," said Debbie as they finished their drinks and got up from their chairs anxious to start fucking.
They held hands as they approached the lift and as they had the lift to themselves they kissed and hands started to roam as they went up the three floors to where Debbie's room was.
They were slightly embarrassed as they were still kissing when the lift door pinged open on Debbie's floor and an elderly lady was stood awaiting the lift. They giggled their way to Debbie's room.
They got inside and the removal of clothing started straight away with Debbie's jacket being off and her blouse undone and Tim's shirt unbuttoned and his trouser belt undone.
Shoes were discarded.
Some more kissing followed but then the removal of clothing sped up with Debbie's blouse and bra being discarded to allow her huge tits to flop free and Tim's trousers were dragged down to leave his underpants being stretched by his erection.
They were in a bit of a quandary because they both wanted to take things slowly whilst both anxious to be naked and fucking.
In the end, getting naked took precedence and Debbie's skirt and panties were on the floor and Tim's shirt was off and he had stepped out of his trousers and underpants.
Debbie lovingly stroked Tim's very impressive penis as his fingers worked in her wet cunt.
The naked couple made their way to the bed and they looked into each other's eyes with Tim above Debbie and his cock at her entrance. They kept eye contact as he slowly slid in and then they started to move faster as Debbie's large body reacted to Tim's thrusts and they started grunting and groaning as he slapped against her on each forward movement.
Debbie was getting the fucking that she craved as the younger man's rigid cock serviced her and she was fast heading for an amazing cum.
"Mmm, mmm, oh God, oh," she panted as she started to orgasm and as that orgasm started to subside she almost screamed in ecstasy as a second cum followed "Oh, oh no, oh shittt!"
Still, Tim rammed her and they were both sweating and their breathing was coming in bursts before Tim's prick released its white fluid into Debbie.
When they, at last, started to calm they giggled and kissed before Tim said, "That was amazing."
"Fuck, it was, wasn't it?" agreed Debbie.
Despite the fact that he would have loved to stay the night, Tim said that he had better go to his room because his meeting on the morrow was very important, although Debbie managed to delay his departure by suggesting he shower in her room and then she gave him a blowjob. With a smiling and naked Debbie licking the last bit of Tim's ejaculation off her lips, Tim got dressed but they agreed to spend the whole night together on the Saturday.
Tim had left for his meeting before Debbie had her breakfast in the hotel but she felt very contented after her sex session the night before and with the prospect of much more to come on the Saturday night.
She spent some of the Saturday in the local shops and some of it sitting in a local park as she almost counted down the hours to when she could again expect to be having sex.
Debbie did not see Tim when she had her evening meal and she was starting to get a bit anxious as they had not exchanged mobile phone numbers.
