No Strings Attached

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I just wanted to fuck. Uncomplicated, no strings attached. I'd been feeling the need brewing in me for several weeks but work kept me busy. Finally a break came and I was sent on a business trip to California for a week. I decided to head up the weekend before the conference I was there to attend began. I arrived late Friday afternoon and checked into my hotel. The accommodations held a four star rating and was beautiful. My room looked out over the pool and it was as I stood at the window enjoying the view that I saw her. A perfect specimen of womanhood from head to toe. She wore a bright blue and white bikini, showing off the luscious curves of her body. Not one of these stick women that seem so prevalent in southern California. Hips, ass, thighs, breasts, all of it waiting for me to explore it. She looked up as though she could feel me looking at her and our eyes met. I stepped out onto the balcony and she smiled at me. I returned the smile. She moved her head as though signaling me to come down. I nodded to let her know I understood. I returned to my room, jumped in the shower and dressed in a pair of white swim trunks and a blue wife beater. My short hair was still wet when I left the room and headed down to the lobby. She was waiting for me on a lounge chair with an empty one next to her.

"Afternoon." She greeted. Up close she was even more beautiful. Smooth caramel skin, large full round breasts, a flat stomach and an ass I could see even from the front.

"Good afternoon to you as well. My name is Toni." I introduced myself.

"Nice to meet you Toni. I'm Janet." She said. Her voice was smooth and honeyed like the rest of her. There was a hint of accent that I couldn't place. I sat on the lounge chair next to her after moving it as close as I could and still have enough room for us to be able to stand.

"Are you vacationing Janet?" I asked. She smiled and it was brilliant.

"I'm here for business and yourself?" She asked. A waiter strolled by and I stopped him to order drinks. She was sipping on an Amaretto sour. I got a fresh one for her and a Vodka Tonic for myself. The way she was watching me, let me know we were looking for the same thing. Still, even when it comes to flings, I've never been the type to not show a woman a good time and treat her like a lady.

"I have a conference starting on Monday. Decided to come down a couple of days early and get a little breather. I haven't been to Cali in years. It's beautiful." I replied. I was giving her heavy eye contact to let her know I wasn't just referring to the terrain.

"Indeed." She said. She took the fresh drink when the handsome young man returned. I tipped generously because I could still remember busting tables and putting up with the shit that the rich and pretentious put out. He winked at me as he walked away in that way that some men will when they know what you're up to and have enough cool to not be raucous in their approval.

"Would you be interested in joining me for dinner tonight?" I invited. She smiled.

"In your room or mine?" She returned.

"Wherever you'll feel more comfortable of course." I answered. Her chocolate brown eyes moved down the length of my five foot six inch frame slowly. I consider myself an average looking woman. I'm Carmel color, slim and toned, medium breasts, not too much ass but not extended back. My lovers are generally pleased with my physique. My eyes are a medium brown, my hair short, black and very curly. My nose is straight speaking to my mixed heritage, my lips full, soft and brown. My hands are pretty big for my size but they match my feet and somehow the rest of me.

"I'm in room 323." She said.

"Okay. And what time should I be there?"

"Seven."

"Would you like me to bring anything?" I asked.

"Whatever you'd like to use." She answered. Yeah we were looking for exactly the same thing.

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