Room 304
From Torg Adventure
Despite misgivings, you turn around, and open the door to 303. Less then a second after turning the knob, you're pretty sure that you've picked the wrong room, but you figure now that you've opened it, you may as well press on.
The room is pitch black, the shades having been drawn, and you feel with your hand next to the doorframe for the light switch. Flipping on the light, you realize that this is not Ellen's room. Lying on one of the two twin beds that occupy the room is a woman in what you'd guess to be her early 40's. She's in great shape, having obviously taken great care of herself. The skirt she wears hugs her hips, and the suit accentuates her feminine curves her blouse is buttoned low. She's blonde, and dressed in a black pinstripe business suit and skirt. The top three buttons of her white blouse are undone, and reveal a good portion of her ample, round breasts. Black, nylon stockings encase her legs, and you see black 3-inch pumps sitting on the floor next to the bed.
Just as you're about to turn and leave, her eyes flutter open, and she props herself up on an elbow, adjusting her eyes to the bright light.
"Hello, you must be Sean, Lynn's boyfriend." She swings her long, slim legs over the side of the small bed and sits up. As she looks at you she crosses her legs and you notice that she wears a gold ankle bracelet on her right ankle. Reaching into her purse, lying on the floor next to the bed, she removes a brush, and begins to brush out her shoulder length blonde hair.
"I'm Jill Coffman, Lynn's mom. Happy to meet you. So, Lynn's not supposed to be back for another two hours or so, what brings you by?"
"Oh, I was stopping to see someone else, and thought I'd see if Lynn was back yet." You lie, not really knowing why, except that you find the older woman extremely attractive.
"Lynn shares everything with me, and I've been simply dying to meet you." She said as she dropped the brush back into her purse. Her eyes bore into yours, and she smiles seductively.
"Why don't you come over here, and sit down beside me on the bed?" her delicate hand pats a space close beside her. Mesmerized and aroused by the attractive older woman, you do as she requests, forgetting about any possible consequences. Once seated she presses in close to you, and you can smell her perfume. Her shoulder presses against yours as you speak.
"Has Lynn told you about me?"
"No not, really. Except to say that you're very close."
"Oh, yes we are. In fact we share everything." The older blonde woman draped one of her legs across your lap, and ran her hand over it, pushing the hem of her skirt back on her thigh, revealing a dark black stocking top.
"So you said." You can feel the perspiration trickle down your forehead, and your cock hardening in your pants. She's coming on to you.
"She says you're a fantastic fuck. I'm so very horny after my long car trip, I'd be every so grateful, if you'd fuck me. I'm very good at being grateful. And who knows? maybe Lynn will join us, you'd like that I bet." Your jaw drops, as she smiles brightly at you. Did she just say what you think she said?
How do you respond?
- Things Are Out Of Your Hands - Imhotep
