Alison turned the key one last time, nothing completely dead.

"What else can go wrong today?" she thought. Alison had been made redundant the day before and she'd just begrudgingly dropped off her company laptop, phone, car keys and office equipment at the receivers regional office in Salford.

She had borrowed her father-in-laws car to get home before the Christmas break and this was the final straw on the busiest day of the year, the Friday before Christmas.

Alison looked at the clock, 4.30pm, the sun had left the sky and she was stuck in Salford on the longest day of year a cold and miserable day to boot.

She looked up the road and saw a blue and red illuminated sign of a Travelodge, "sod it, I'll ring the AA from there, this thing is going nowhere" she said out loud.

Grabbing her things, Alison set off towards the hotel, in the warm reception area she found a seat, sat down and called the AA.

"Two hours! you're kidding me? I'm a woman on my own in Salford, I must be a priority?" Alison bellowed down the phone "yes I know what day it is and I live 60 miles away from my current location but you must have someone available? OK fine I'll wait, I'm sat in the Travelodge on the A6 coming out of Salford, yes call me on my mobile when they are on route" Alison hung-up "bloody hell" she mumbled.

Alison knew the car was unfixable and that she was facing a long three hour tow home up the busy M6 sat in a AA truck, "God I need a drink, best ring hubby first" she thought. "Hi Love just me, I've broken down in Salford and the AA say it's going to take 2 hours to get to me, yes I know, I did say I was a woman on my own, I've camped myself in a Travelodge just up from where I broke down, at least it's warm" Alison was trying to sound upbeat but her husband was disappointed "I can't help this, do you think I really want to be here? sorry Love, look I'm fed up I'll call you in an hour with an update, yes, love you too, bye" Alison hung up and sighed, "why is it men always sound more pissed off than you, do I honestly want to be here? Did I plan this? No, I'm a victim of circumstance" she thought. "Now I definitely need a drink" she added to her thoughts, and made her way to the bar.

"Large glass of white wine please" she asked the barman,"175ml or 250ml glass" the barman asked, "250ml, thanks" she replied "Medium or Dry" he enquired "Dry, please" she answered "Sauvignon Blanc, Pinot Grigio, Chardonnay?" enquired the Barman "The one that has 13% alcohol written on the bottle" stated Alison, the Barman looked confused, "Sorry I've had a bad day, Sauvignon Blanc please" Alison looked at the Barman apologetically, why is it that these days ordering a glass of wine or a sandwich had turned into a Krypton Factor test she thought.

Pete Saunders was transfixed, he'd seen her walking into the hotel lobby, slightly bedraggled, but sexy all the same. Her dark damson eyes full of expression and woe had him at the point when she had sat down to make two very animated phone calls. Watching her as she had made her way to the bar Pete had moved his gaze from her eyes to the slightly unbuttoned fitted shirt and tight pencil skirt, enough for him to step forward and engage in conversation and rescue her from the never-ending barman.

"Hi, you here for the conference tomorrow? Can I buy you that drink?" Pete asked the damsel in distress. Alison looked up "I'm not here for a conference" replied Alison, she looked at the handsome fella, paused and added "but I'll take your offer of a drink" "well one out of two isn't so bad" said Pete. Alison giggled, she took a mouthful of wine and smiled back at the man at the bar, thinking she had to justify her actions, she thought "well I've just been made redundant, and I'll be gone in 2 hours, plus he's cute"

Alison's phone started to ring "Hi Love, yes I'm fine, no news from the AA yet though, you what! The M6 closed, where? you are joking?, WHAT three hour tailbacks!, yes I just said they hadn't rung back, yes I'm still in the Travelodge" Pete was overhearing a conversation between her and her partner, Alison's voice softened "I'm fine, just sat in the lobby of the hotel" Alison gave a look to Pete of please don't say anything, "I'll call you in an hour" she added.

"Sorry, one stressed husband" commented Alison to Pete, "I'm Alison by the way" she offered, "Pete" came the reply. "thank you for the wine as you've gathered I'm not here for a conference" adding "you here for a conference then?" she enquired "No I'm a telecommunications contractor, I've been here all week, 90% of the people staying here seem to be attending some conference or another, so to engage in conversation with my fellow human beings that has been my opening line, sorry if I offended you?" Pete honestly replied.



An hour passed between them, Alison telling Pete of her shitty day and Pete making her laugh at his stories of high jinx up mobile phone towers, Alison thought "he's a light relief from a cloudy day" her phone started to ring "sorry to inform you Mrs. Davenport but there has been further complications to your recovery, our drivers are held up in tailbacks all around the Manchester area and it could be a further 2 hours before we can get to you" said the AA operative, "to be honest this car is going nowhere and I really don't fancy been stuck on the M6 in a tow truck, I'll stay at the Travelodge tonight, can you call me in the morning" Alison replied "Yes no problem, thank you for your understanding we will reimburse you for the inconvenience" came the reply. Alison hung up; she gazed towards Pete, smiled and began to dial home.



“Hi Honey, I’m fine, my rescue isn’t looking good, tailbacks all around Manchester now, I’m going to stay at the Travelodge, the AA said they would reimburse me, I know love, but what’s the use in getting a train home? I’ll only have to come back down again in the morning, I need to stay with the vehicle, I’m sorry but 2 hours for a tow truck 3 to 4 hours on the M6, that’s not allowing for traffic jams, what’s the point? it will be 2am before I get home, I’ll call you in the morning” Alison ended the conversation looked at Pete smiled and shrugged her shoulders saying”now can I or should I say the AA buy you a drink?”



A judder of excitement went through Pete’s body, she was staying put and trying not to seem too eager he accepted the offer of a drink, adding “have you eaten?” “you want the AA to feed you as well?” joked Alison, “No, I just thought we could grab something to eat?” replied Pete, Alison laughed “I was just kidding, company for dinner would be nice, can you recommend the food here?” she quipped “It’s OK, grub in a basket, as I mother use to say” he said “that’s fine with me, saves messing around with taxi’s” Alison replied.



After diner they returned to the bar, near to ten o’clock Alison exclaimed, “Shit I’ve not booked a room, I need to go to reception” Pete thought “is this the moment, do I step over that line?, yes why not” he took a deep breathe “Alison stay with me tonight?” that was it, cat out of the bag, he’d read the signs, sure she was interested, the looks and glances, the slight brushes of skin against skin, but, and there was a big but, she was married.



Alison arrived at room 203 standing tentatively behind Pete as he opened the bedroom door, "welcome to my home from home" Pete said with a nervous smile, Alison smiled back and stepped into the room. She walked over to the window "nice view" she said trying to distract herself. Pete came over and placed his hands on her waist and gently began to kiss the side of her neck, she closed her eyes and tilted her head in approval.



As Pete felt the tension ebb from Alison's muscles he whispered "shall I run you a hot bath? You get in and I'll wash away all that was bad about today" Alison slowly nodded in approval.



Pete went to run the bath, Alison came too and saw a bathrobe on the bed; she undressed and slipped the robe on. Pete returned "your bath awaits, my lady" he bowed as he informed Alison, showing her the way adding "now you get yourself in the bath and I'll fetch us a glass of wine." Alison obliged and sunk into the bubble filled steaming hot water, a few moments later Pete returned with two glasses of wine and a towel around his waist.



He handed her the wine, "OK where did I leave that sponge of mine? arr here it is, would the beautiful lady like her back and shoulders cleansed first or her feet?" he enquired. Alison slowly sat up in the bath drawing her knees towards her chest, indicating that her back would be first, she smiled with approval. She was still lost in that tender kiss that if she spoke she might break the spell.



Pete began to circulate the sponge around her shoulders, her head fell forward in agreement and he slowly massaged her neck, spine and lower back. Pete let go of the sponge and cradled the back of her head in one hand and placing his other hand on her shoulder tenderly and slowing laid her down in the bath. He then saw for the first time her pert full breasts and a glimpse of a dark shadow below the water, he felt his cock raising at the thought of her lying naked in front of him.



Alison felt the back of her head touch the edge of the bath, she inhaled deeply, eyes still closed she felt every nerve ending beginning to ache in her body and she felt like she was on fire. Alison knew what was going to happen next but she was trying to fight the anticipation against letting go and the pleasure she was already feeling,

“Relax and enjoy it" she repeated over and over in her mind.



Pete took the sponge and moved down the bath, he started at her feet and with firm but slow motions moved to her ankles, then to her skins and calf muscles, he began to feel assured and confident in the pleasure he was giving her but reminded himself to slow down and not rush, this woman was worth waiting for.



Alison tingled from the top of her head to the tip her toes, waves of excitement enveloped her, she took slow and measured breathes, she began to sink into the pleasure that was surrounding her, Pete's gentle motions making her feel wanted and desired. Pete had arrived at her full thighs he began to eye his target, with gentle persuasion he pushed her legs apart, massaging her inner thighs he watched as her back began to arch, reaching her vagina he placed the sponge low between her legs and drew up slowly watching as she inhaled deeply, he let go of the sponge and let his fingers find her vulva lips and he began to explore a wonderful warm soft world.



Alison took a sharp intake of breath her pelvic muscles contracted his fingers were inside her feeling each muscle contract and release. Pete gazed at her breasts full and firm, her nipples raising and falling, breaking the surface water as she breathed in and out.



She felt the waves of water ebb and flow over her nipples the motions of pleasure in time with her breathing, she thought she was going to come right there and then, Pete lent over and placed his lips around her nipple the sweetness of the soap and the taste of warm flesh he couldn't resist much longer.



Alison opened her eyes and watched as his tongue circle her areola, his lips sucking her breast and teeth gently pulling at her nipple. His fingers pressing her clitoris she wanted his cock inside her, she yearned to be fuck so hard, she was on the edge but she needed to save herself, she began to sit up, cupping his face in her hands she whispered "take me to bed".



Pete laid Alison on the bed; he spread her legs apart and went down on her. She tasted divine warm and sweet, his tongue exploring every part of her vagina. He slipped three fingers inside her and felt her muscles contract “she was nearly there” he thought but he wanted her to come and come again.



He looked up at Alison and smiled “Come on my face?” he softy said. She took this as a cue she couldn’t resist much longer, she drew in a deep breathe and held on to it, letting the pressure build of the pleasure Pete was giving her. Her back arched she grabbed hold of the sheets, she scrunched up her toes. Waves were forming in her muscles riding through her thighs, tugging at her spinal cord. Her buttocks clenched, her pelvic muscles in spasms, she was coming.



He pressed his fingers deeper inside her, trusting harder and faster, his tongue and lips moving in motion of her writhing body. It then arrived; motionless she froze in time holding on with all her strength to the must wondrous orgasm she had ever had.
A SEEDY AFFAIR


Pete released his mouth from her clitoris and stared down as he watched her vulva lips change from rose pink to the deepest burgundy his fingers feeling the ripple in the walls of her vagina he knew she had come. Pete thought to himself “Later when I put my cock inside her and make her come again I can picture that vagina in my mind and I’ll pump it full of my seed”

• Stories from the web - The story teller 11:13:56 01/09/2010 (0)

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