1. True Tales of a Salesman #3


    Date: 8/12/2015, Categories: Hardcore, Mature, Author: flyboyB4, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    astonishment, she accepted. I told her of my RV situation, said I would change clothes, and meet her in the lobby in 45 minutes. She agreed. Now, dinner usually consisted of a few drinks with a lot of the other vendors and some regular quick type food to get you to the next day. I made a mad dash to the RV, splashed on some after shave, changed into a nice sport jacket and shirt, and headed back to the lobby, knowing that this was going to be a dinner at a nice restaurant. OK, I could handle that. I walked into the lobby searching, and there in a Queen Ann chair sat Sue. Oh My God, she was elegant! I walked up to her and said, “You look stunning!” “Thank you” was her swift and curt reply. She had changed into a deep blue suit with a skirt, a white blouse and a pink chiffon scarf tucked into the jacket and patent leather high heels, with no hose. Her makeup was flawless and she had deep red lipstick on. I was glad that my better judgement had prevailed and I looked well groomed. I extended my hand, which she took, and stood up. Shit, she really was looking very attractive! Not what I expected! With her heels on she towered over me by a good three inches. As I took all of her in, for the first time I noticed she had great curves, and legs to die for. As we walked to the front door, still holding her hand, every eye in the place was on her. The doorman (that tells you how classy the hotel is) says, “Sir, may I get a cab for you and the beautiful lady?” As I get into the cab ...
    after her and am about to ask her where she’d like to go, she said to the driver, “Could you take us to the Mai’son Blu, please?” Whoa, this one’s going to be expensive. So what’s one more surprise to deal with. The ride is only about 15 minutes and we make small talk about the show, set up, vendors, people we both know, etc. As we leave the cab, another doorman opens the cab door and as I exit, holds out his hand for Sue. Like a Queen, she allows him to help her out of the cab, gives me her hand, and we stroll up to the entrance. By this time, I am completely taken by this gal. The next doorman holds the door open and says, “Good evening Sir and Madam, enjoy your evening.” As we approach the maître-de’s station, I’m thinking, ’no way are we going to be seated in any short time’, Sue gives him her name and he says, “Good evening Sir and Madam, right this way, I have your table waiting.” The place is really crowded, after all, it is a Saturday night in Downtown Chicago. We are seated, and the wine steward approaches and says, “Madam, this is La’Fitte 1992” and proceeds to pour an inch in each of our glasses. Sue swirls it around and sips it and says, “Yes, this is fine, if it’s all right with the gentleman.” Once again I am stunned. I sip, and nod my head, and he fills the two wine glasses. I pick up my glass to offer her a toast, and as she responds, saying, “Here’s to finally getting to know each other.” We enjoyed a magnificent meal, with service that exceeds anything you’ve ...