Usually after I came, the date was over, so I did not know what to expect next. I was still lying on the bed when the phone rang. I thought about answering the phone when the mom came out of the bathroom, hopping and stepping into her panties as she pulled down her dress.
She signaled with her hands to be quiet as she answered the phone; it was her family. At first you could tell she was talking to her kids, the conversation sweet and short with lots of questions. After the third set of questions about the same thing you could tell that she was now talking to her husband.
As she was talking to her family I realized that even though I had already cum, I was still hard. I was lying on the bed and was starting to feel self aware of how undressed I was and with seeing the mom put her panties back on, I figured the night was over. By the time I started to move to put my clothes back on, the conversation from the phone started to get heated.
It was obvious the mom was not happy about her husband not being there and how she was doing the work he was to be doing about searching for a new house. I understood that he had made plans to go out with the guys to a football game and that was why he was delayed a day in joining her.
I had managed to put my shirt and my underwear on when I heard the conversation turn sexual. The husband must have asked her what she did that night and she replied that she put on that dress he bought her and the sexy red lace panties, went down to the bar, had some drinks and danced.
However since he was not there he would not be able to sample the sexy lingerie she packed for him and to enjoy her sexy playful mood brought on by dancing and alcohol.
It sounded like he was trying to engage her in some phone sex talk, but she was mad at him and was in the midst of hanging up on him when I had taken my pants to the washroom to put them on.
When I came back out, to thank her, there she was in a white silky robe, lying in the middle of the bed. The robe was parted and exposed what cleavage she had and the partial nipple of her right breast. Her legs were crossed; her right foot beside her left knee and her right knee was in the air. This allowed me to see all of her right leg up to her hip.
All she said to me was that if he was going to stay home and go to a football game, then she was going to enjoy the room for it’s intended purpose; hotel sex.
With that she gave me the come hither gesture with her finger, opened her robe and spread her arms and legs for me. It took me all of ten seconds to undress.
I had read about cunnilingus from a book, so I knelt on the floor and positioned my face at her pussy. I licked all over her pussy. I had no idea exactly what I was doing, I just used my tongue to lick from the bottom to the top of her crack.
She must have known that I was new to this because she took my head in her hands and guided my licking by telling me “just on my clit, the big bump at the top”. When I focused my tongue on that spot, I noticed her hands start to pull my hair and her breathing got quite labored. She was panting and moaning. Not loud enough to wake the neighbors but loud enough to let me know I was doing a good job.