The motel room was dark and creepy, yet a bit cosy. Only a few left rays of sun stir through the window, making it look almost haunted.The room was completely naked of all decorative artefacts, just a single bed, with long black cetin sheets touching the ground with dark red pillows, the bedside tables and a TV set to go along with the naked walls painted white, with ink damaged from the age, and a simple dark red blind, letting almost any light in.
She walked in, completely absorbed in her thoughts, wondering what was she doing there. He followed her.
“Is it Ok?” – he asked.
“Yeah…I guess it’s Ok.” – she answered.
She was still lost in her thoughts, looking at the room while he was looking at her, admiring her beautiful silhouette, she was still very attractive for a woman in her late 30’s and mother of 3 children.
She felt him observing her, her long dark black hair falling into her back, her ass, everything…she felt wanted, desirable, it sparkled a long lost feeling inside her, something that she hasn’t felt in a long time. She felt sexy, she felt alive.
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