Recently I went on vacation with my boyfriend. There were several really hot guys that worked at the resort we were staying at and I couldn’t help but notice them. The bartender in particular was just gorgeous and I was very attracted to him. I knew he felt the same way, since he slipped me his number on a napkin. My boyfriend didn’t notice and I stuffed it in my purse. My boyfriend had gotten too much sun and had too much to drink, so he retired early. I took the napkin out of my purse and called the sexy bartender. He answered right away, saying he knew I’d call. I was at his place in fifteen minutes.
I knew this was not going to be some grand love affair, I’d likely never even see him again, but he was hot, I was horny and so was he and it was raw, hot unapologetic sex. We fucked all night. I new my guy back in the hotel room would be out until morning, so I might as well live it up. It can be fun to be naughty, to be doing something secret you don’t want anyone to find out about.
I sucked his cock, which was a glorious size. I’m sure he likely fucked tourists all the time, but with his looks, who could blame him? He was well experienced and knew how to please a woman, he sure pleased me in any case. I came like I hadn’t in years, and several times in a row. I was exhausted by the time I got back to the hotel room before dawn. My boyfriend had no idea I’d even left the room when he woke up a few hours later. What he didn’t know wouldn’t hurt him. It was a lovely getaway, and I had my own private memories of it he knew nothing about.
