My company has just signed a contract with Black and Veetch engineering in Kansas City. I was on my first visit with this company to review a new project. After three days of dry meetings with stuffed shirt engineers that only talk work, I needed a break.
After checking with the hotels front desk, I headed to a spot called Kansas City (KC) Live. It was a large indoor mall of shops and entertainment venues including several bars and restaurateur.
I intended to head to a bar called Howl At The Moon. It is a duel piano bar and restauranteur that has a casual atmosphere with good food and drinks. I intended to have a few drinks and dinner while listening to the pianos.
As I was seated the place was packed. It seemed there was a large bachelorette party with 20 young ladies that were well lubricated with alcohol. They had the pianos stocked with requested songs and were singing to all of them.
As I ordered my dinner and sipped my makers on the rocks, I could not help but notice one lady that glowed with both beauty and sexuality. As discreetly as possible I watched this tall brunette as she appeared to be with the group but not engrossed with the party.
She was looking around and texting constantly. She would interact just enough to be involved but was not as giddy or drunk as the rest. She glanced my way and noticed me watching.
She flashed me a bright smile and went back to her party. But as my dinner arrived she again looked up and caught me looking.
She got up and headed my way. Since the rest rooms were behind me, I thought she was headed there. But as she approached my table she bent over and asked if she could join me. I accepted of course.
She said my steak looked good, so I shared it and my twice baked potato with her. She introduced herself as Mori.
I said, "Nice to meet you Mori. I am Joe."
Mori asked me what brought me to KC. I ask her why she does not think I am a local. She said my accent is too southern. I confessed and told her about meeting with the local engineering firm.
I asked her if her friends were going to miss her and she said no, they would not realize she was gone till morning.
She had arrived alone and they would not worry. She asked if I had plans after dinner. When I said no, she asked if I liked to dance.
"Sure," I said, "is that an invitation?"
She said there was a club called Angles Rock Bar that had good dance music.
I asked her if she often asked out men old enough to be her father? She grinned and said I looked as though I would make a good partner for dancing.
"Well let me pay my check and we can see if I can still dance."
She went to get her coat and tell her friends she was leaving. We left and walked to the club. As we entered, the sound of the rock music and the lights drew us into a common world and after ordering drinks we hit the dance floor.
As we danced and talked, I learned that Mori was 21 and she was surprised to find that I was 60. I asked if that made her want to leave and she just smiled and held me a little closer as we slow danced.
I should say that Mori is about 5'8" tall and has a very trim runners type of build. She had small firm breasts and a slim waist and hips. Her hair is shoulder length brown and her eyes are brown as well.
I am 6' and weigh 200 lbs and work out several times a week. So the dancing was good exercise after three days of inactivity.
After several drinks and about an hour of dancing the DJ announced that it was snowing and that the roads were starting to get icy. Mori asked where I was staying and I told her the Hilton. She was worried about getting home and I invited her to use the second room in my suite at the Hilton.
She eagerly agreed and she said since it was so close we could dance a little longer. As we danced, the feel and touch actions for both of us increased and we were soon rubbing leg to crotch and really feeling each other up as much as clothing would allow.
After one particular slow dance when I put my hands on Mori's firm butt and pulled her into my swelling cock, she moaned and whispered in my ear, "Do I have to use the extra room?"
I said, "Only if you want."
She replied, "It is time we got to the Hilton."
I called the Hilton and had them send a car. It arrived shortly and we climbed in the back seat and Mori leaned into me like a longtime lover.
We arrived at the Hilton and proceeded to my suite. As we entered, Mori excused herself to the bathroom to freshen up.