I'm an old-school gal and sometimes long for the days when I worked for an agency and was dispatched in the middle of the night to a random stranger. I loved the anonymity of it all.

A couple of weeks ago I met a gentleman in one of the nicer downtown waterside hotels in Tampa. We shared a few cocktails and a bit of conversation before excusing ourselves to his room. Once inside, we had a pleasant enough time but he was a newbie and was fearful of "going all the way with me". I left happy but feeling a little bit sexy and ready to go. The elevators doors opened and a handsome looking gentleman was on board. He gave me a quick glance and I him and the volleying began. He quickly asked where there was to grab a drink around town. I politely gave him a list of places he could try. I waited for further prompting and on cue he asked for directions to my favorite. It was time to decide. Offer to take him and see what might happen or give him directions and wish him well. I've never been the type to troll hotel lobbies etc so was a bit hesitant to take his bait. I was feeling spirited and jolly due to the holiday season so decided to follow his lead and to let things happen.

Since it wasn't an official "date" I figured I'd take him to my favorite pub and share a couple of cocktails with him there. We chatted a bit but I don't think either of us cared what the other had to say over the course of those two drinks. In our heads we were trying to figure out how to broach the subject of getting together after the last sip passed our lips. When the offer for a third cocktail came up, he finally asked "would I be interested in some late night company?"  –– Between the libations, the flirtations and the first appointment build up I couldn't wait to say yes. My panties were soaked before we ever landed back in his bedroom. Once inside, all talking stopped. We stripped down to nothing. He ate my pussy like it was his breakfast, lunch and dinner and then fucked me in every position from every direction he could reach me from. He had no idea who I was nor I him. I didn't care about references, reviews, boyfriends, wives, lovers or Lola for a few lovely minutes. I remember cooing out right around my orgasm ---  Do you know what I love most about this moment?  "What" he replied.  I love that I don't know you and will never know you!! ----  I can't remember what he said…I was enjoying myself too much. : O There's something to be said for "old school" and for going 100% anonymous!!!

Lo

what bar was it not the hub i hope

I'll remember this story every time I'm waiting for the elevator door to open. Now, as for the newbie who was fearful of going all the way with you...????!!! While I certainly remember my apprehension the first time, once I made up my mind and went thru all of the steps to get to the point where our clothes were coming off, going all the way was the easiest part. Glad your story had many happy endings for you an Mr. Lucky. I hope our fellow hobbyist can seal the deal next time.

meeting strange but safe men anonymously and having the TIME of my life!

... what made the story so perfect. I'm a gal who's ultra-hyper about hygiene and presentation and am not sure I would have wandered off with my elevator stranger had I just gone all the way with my newbie. I didn't take offense at all - he was really sweet, just inside of his own head thinking about his significant other. He even tried to write a review but of course there weren't enough details!! : )

... seems like the perfect place to start an evening. ; )