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Adjoining RoomsAdjoining RoomsAs I worked, away from home for months on end, I learned the hotel rooms that worked best for me were on the top floors. I preferred rooms on the end, thereby eliminating noise on both sides, as well as noise from the floor above me. So, on this trip, after getting the rental car, and finding the hotel, I asked for my preferred room, if possible, the front desk lady said the end rooms were a premium, but offered a room in the middle, only it was an adjoining room on one side with a maids room on the other side. She explained the adjoining room, each side had a door with a dead bolt, and these rooms were for groups traveling together, but each had dead bolt for total control of security from the other room. I agreed it would work, as I was up and gone long before the maids were in the building, Sundays being the exception.The next 2 weeks were long and tiring for me. The usual 12 to 14 hour days getting the temporary office up and working, I earned a good paycheck, but paid the price. Eventually things settled down to a routine 10 to 12 hour day. Sunday got here with a day off, I was up at my usual 5:00am time, today I had to do the laundry., as I was out of clean clothes. With all my clothes in the laundry basket, and wearing only a robe and slippers, no underwear it was in the basket, I headed out the hallway door. It was a little past 5am I didn’t expect to meet anyone, as I was securing the hallway door, the door next to mine opened. There stood one of the ladies from the job, wearing only a robe, slippers, I could see the points of her nipples against the robe. We had seen each other at the job, but this was the first time we had seen the other in the hotel, I said “hello neighbor, I see you are an early riser also”, she smiled and replied “hello, I was just heading down to the lobby for some coffee”. Seeing the laundry basket, she replied she needed to get hers done as well, I told her “I have plenty of laundry soap and you are welcome to it, I cant possibly use it all”. She replied, “perhaps I will join you, see you in the laundry room”.She got there about the time I had loaded the washer, and was just getting the machine started. I gave her the box of soap, and told her I was planning on making some coffee, and invited her to come over, if she wanted. She said “that sounds good, I’ll just knock on the door’. I replied “ I will open the adjoining room door on my side, türkçe bahis and if you wish, open the door on your side and just come on in”.I made some coffee, and started the maker, got a couple of cups, sugar, and milk out. I thought about putting on some more clothes, but they were in the laundry. Oh well, but we were both over 60, or so, and I did not expect to have anything happen. I opened my side of the door, and before I could get the table arranged the other door opened. “Hello, ok if I come in”? “Yes I replied, come on in, the coffee is brewing”. “Here is the soap, and thanks, I needed to do the wash soon”, I replied, “me too, this is all I have thats clean, other than a couple pair of socks”. She replied “you cut it pretty close with the clothes, don’t you”. I then told her how long I had been there, and how long the days were. I generally carried enough clothes for 18 to 20 days, my suitcase was only so big.The coffee maker finished, I poured 2 cups, and offered the milk and sugar, declining, she told me she liked her s black, just like mine I thought. We sipped and chatted about the job, then looking at the clock I said we have to go, the wash should be ready for the dryer. She suggested we each leave by our separate hallway doors, no need to start some gossip. I thought that was a good idea, but said could we leave the adjoining doors open, yes was her reply. We left, put the clothes in the dryers, and returned to our rooms. Coming into mine she remarked how nice the rooms were, clean, and new. She then walked to the window, and remarked how nice the courtyard was with the BBQ and tables for outside use. Standing in the window, I could see through her robe, her silhouette was remarkable, fuzzy and not a clear sharp image, it was stimulating. She remained there only briefly, but long enough to get, and keep my attention.My room, like all rooms, had a large chair and a sofa, both were small apartment size, but comfortable. There was a desk, with phone and computer hook up, this was where my laptop was. I sat in the desk chair, spun it around to face her, Vicky was her name, I asked about her family, husband, and c***dren. Her c***dren were grown and had their own families, her husband was still working, and they were planning to retire soon. My story was similar, just trying to get to 66 for retirement. As we talked and became more comfortable, we each relaxed and the conversation took on perabet güvenilir mi a different level. I think we both were needing someone to talk with, but the dryers should be finished by now. So following our plan, each leaving by their own hallway door, we got the clothes back to our respective rooms.Another week rolls by, next Sunday at 5:30am I heard a tap tap tap on the adjoining door. Opening it I see Vicky, wearing her robe, slippers, as I, and with a smile “would you like some hot coffee? “Yes I replied, your room or mine”? “Come on in” she said, and I did. She handed me a cup, black as I like it. I stood there and sipped, telling her it was good. We stood there, and chatted, when she asked me to help with her computer, she was having trouble connecting. It took me less than 5 minuets to fix the problem, standing next to me and behind so she could see what I was doing, leaning down close several times, I could catch a bit of her scent, sweet with a small amount of perfume, it was quite a nice aroma. She leaned over my shoulder, pressing a breast into my shoulder, she picked up my cup and said “I’ll be right back”. I spun the chair around, and watched her return, it was obvious she was nude, as was I, under the robe. Vicky gave me the fresh cup, and sitting on the sofa with hers, I caught a glimpse of her inner thigh! We picked up the conversation, coming around to the loneness of being on the road, and even though there was the work, coming back to the hotel was the worst. I felt a bit of coolness on my thighs, and realized I had slightly spread my legs, and could she see between my robe? How far could she see, if she was looking at all? Was she looking at my penis and balls? I made no effort to close the view, in fact I opened a bit more, hoping she could get a good view! My penis was getting erect, slightly for sure, but I was feeling the sensation of a cock coming to life! Wow this was really great, getting the view of Vickie’s inner thighs, hoping she was looking at mine in return, and hoping she was getting as aroused as I. Probably 10 minuets, or so passed, me getting the quick peek, Vicky getting the same quick peeks, I caught her looking, intently several times, as she caught me also. Our eyes met, and she said she needed to get going, as she had some shopping to do, I replied “yes I needed to get going also, and thanks for the coffee”, I’ll see you later”.Rats! tipobet I don’t know what I was expecting to happen, but I did go to my room with a good memory, nice white thighs, and the impression of nipples on the robe material! The day was starting of really good.When I got back to my room, I forgot to close my side of the adjoining room door. Dropping my robe on the chair at the desk, I picked up a towel from the bathroom floor, sat down, turned on the computer and began to watch some porn. I had to finish what had been started! I had some lotion for stroking my cock, and lubed up generously. As I watched the screen, I began to strike, ever so slowly, feeling the sensations in my cock and balls mount I began to rub my nipples, I have very sensitive nipples and it adds to the whole experience a lot.I never heard the adjoining room door open.I could feel the presence of someone in the room, but my eyes were glued to the screen, and my hand was doing a very plea
surable masturbate on my cock. I stroked on, oblivious to the presence behind me, and only when I saw Vicky’s image in the screen did I stop, turn around in the chair, only to see her there, robe apart, breasts fully exposed, her hand in her crotch, fingers between the graying pubic mound. Our eyes met. She said “don’t stop, please don’t stop now, I’m almost there”. With that encouragement I stood, we were just inches apart, I could have hit her hand with my cock head, but she didn’t move a bit, just looked me in the eye. I could see she was nearing a climax, as I was also.Gripping my cock, I stroked with a renewed fervor, feeling the cum start to flow, I watched her eyes roll upwards, and her finger increased in speed and intensity. As her mouth opened, imitating a primal, quiet, scream she climaxed. I shot a good stream of cum onto the back of her hand, then another, and another, until all I had left oozed out and onto the floor. We both just stood there for what seemed an eternity.When her eyes opened, the first thing she saw was me looking into her eyes. There we stood, just inches apart, she with her hand in her crotch, my cum on the back of her hand and some cum in her pubic hairs. Me with a slicked up, cum covered, cock staring at her face. A moment went by, then I reached over and grabbed the towel, handing on end to her, I held onto the other end and wiped my cock and balls, as she wiped her hand and crotch, rubbing the towel over her pussy lips in finality.I took the towel from her, and took it back to the bathroom. Returning I said “perhaps we should talk”, she replied “we should, but later, ok”?She returned to her room.I got dressed, and went to the store.To be continued…….

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