1. The Favor


    Date: 10/12/2015, Categories: Quickie Sex, Author: benawriter, Rating: 6, Source: LushStories

    I had just retrieved the mail from my mailbox in front of the house when my neighbors came out of their house. I waved in greeting and the husband waved back but his wife walked across their yard towards me so I went to meet her. “Hi, Carol," I said, "what are you guys up to today?” “We’re on the way to the airport to pick up my sister, Karen. She’s coming to visit for a week or so.” “That’s nice,” I said and she looked back over her shoulder at her husband, who was sitting in the car. “David doesn’t know I’m asking you this, but I need a favor.” “What is it?” I asked. “Karen is 46, single and complains to me constantly about her trouble finding men for sex. She’s not pretty, flat chested, a little heavy and has no self-esteem,” Carol explained. “She drives men away with her drama and whining and it just gets worse.” “Do you want me to ask her out on a date or something?” “No, she would not like being set up,” Carol said. “What I would like you to do is pick her up in a bar, take her to a hotel and have sex with her. It would mean a lot to me, and maybe she would shut up about being so horny.” I thought about it for a minute and agreed. Well, sex is sex. Carol told me that she and David were going to drop Karen off at a local bar, which was her sister's favorite way to find a man. “She will be easy to pick out, Ben; she’s got light brown hair and she wears too much makeup, like a hooker. She wears skirts too short and too tight and usually dresses all in black, like a middle ...
    age goth girl. It’s disgusting,” she finished with a laugh. Carol told me that they would drop her sister off at the Se Soir bar at seven and I agreed to be there shortly thereafter to try to pick up Karen. I checked into a hotel and took some wine and condoms to the room ahead of time. When I entered the Se Soir bar, there were three women sitting there, but one was with a guy. One was a redhead and the other woman, sitting alone towards the end of the bar, was Karen. Just as her sister had forewarned me, she had on a lot of makeup but it was pretty effective. She was actually attractive. She had on a really dark purple skirt and a matching blouse that revealed her lack of cleavage. I sat down one stool away and ordered a drink. When I looked over at her, she was staring at me, so I figured she was already horny. As I sipped my drink, she moved to the stool next to me, slipped a hand down across my thigh and cupped my crotch gently. “Care for some company?” she asked. I wondered if Carol knew that her sister was so aggressive. “As a matter of fact, that’s why I’m here,” I answered. “My name’s Ben,” and I extended my hand to shake. Instead, she slipped her fingers under my balls and squeezed. “You can call me anything you want; this is what I came for,” she said. There was no time nor need for conversation or foreplay and I escorted her down the block to the hotel. Once in the room, she leaned into me and plastered her mouth on mine, and the scent of her lipstick and perfume ...
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