Strangers in a storm

The airport terminal was chaos. Delays blinked on every screen, and the storm howled outside, rattling the windows. Jill sat slumped in an uncomfortable chair, her carry-on tucked between her feet. She glanced at her phone for the hundredth time. Still no updates. Her flight back to New York was delayed, just like all the others. She sighed, running a hand through her dark hair. Tim's going to be pissed. She could already hear his voice in her head: "Why didn't you leave earlier?" But she hadn't. And now she was stuck.

She noticed the man sitting next to her. He was older, maybe late 40s, with salt-and-pepper hair and a kind face. He caught her eye and smiled. "Rough night, huh?"

Jill chuckled, grateful for the distraction. "Yeah. I was supposed to be home by now. My husband's not thrilled."

He nodded sympathetically. "Robert," he said, extending a hand. She noticed the wedding ring on his finger.

"Jill," she replied, shaking his hand. His grip was firm, warm. Safe.

They fell into easy conversation. Robert had a good sense of humor that made her laugh, and before she knew it, an hour had passed. She noticed hie wedding ring and asked how long he'd been married, then told her all about his.. late wife, how she'd passed away a couple of years ago. His voice softened when he spoke about her, and Jill felt a pang in her chest. He's still wearing the ring, she thought. He must really miss her. Just then an announcement came out all flights cancelled, her airline was offering hotel vouchers, she grudgingly took one.

By the time Jill called Tim to tell him about the cancellation, he was surprisingly calm. "I'll take the hotel voucher it's only for one night and figure it out in the morning," she said.

Tim sighed on the other end. "Alright. Just be safe, okay?"

"I will," she promised, though she couldn't help but feel a twinge of guilt when she didn't mention Robert.

Robert offered to split an Uber to the nearby hotel. She stared at him for a minute when he chuckled " come on there's safety in numbers right!" his humor disarming her just enough to to say ok.

It was a quick ride to the hotel Robert being a gentleman grabbed her bag and they walked inside.

The hotel was... questionable. The wallpaper was fading, and the carpet smelled vaguely of mildew. But it was just for one night. Robert's presence made her feel safer he just had that aire about him. He suggested dinner at the Applebee's across the street since their rooms weren't ready yet.

Dinner was really fun. They didn't act like strangers, they were sharing stories and laughing over cocktails. Jill found herself noticing things about him--the way his gray hair curled at the temples, his broad shoulders, the way his hands rested on the table. He's handsome, she thought. She hadn't been out with a man other then her husband in forever and it gave her a thrill she didn't know she needed, no screaming kids, no arguing, no eye rolling comments, just some laughs and good conversation.

But when he looked at her, his gaze lingered just a beat too long, she felt her stomach tingle. Something she hadn't felt in a long time.

Back at the hotel, the desk clerk handed them their room keys. Jill's heart skipped a beat when she realized their rooms were next to each other "sorry all I have are joining rooms left, hope that's not a problem." Said the clerk. It's fine it's just one night she told herself. Just coincidence.

She unlocked her door and stepped inside. The room was dimly lit, the faint glow of the TV casting shadows on the walls. She took off her clothes folding them leaving her panties on and putting a tee shirt, the only clean shirt she had in her carry-on. She went in the bathroom to clean up for bed then climbed in, trying to relax, she closed her eyes but her thoughts drifted to.. Robert. That's when her phone rang scaring her, it was Tom she apologized for for forgetting to call him she said she was exhausted and fell asleep trying her best not to slur a word. She told him she loved him and kiss the kids for her and she'll see them tomorrow.

She settled back in the bed when there was a knock on the door between their rooms. Jill froze, her heart pounding. Don't answer it. Just pretend to be asleep. But before she could stop herself, she was standing, crossing the room, opening the door.

Robert stood there, wearing just his shorts and a tank top. His eyes swept over her, lingering on the sheer fabric of her panties not wanting to stare he looked up and said "Jill," his voice low. "I just wanted to tell you again... I had a great time tonight."

She could see the emotion in his eyes, the way they glistened in the dim light. "Me too, Robert" she whispered.

She stepped inside to give him a hug, his arms strong and steady. Their faces were close, so close. And then he kissed her.

Jill recoiled at first, shocked by the suddenness of it. But then she leaned into it, her lips meeting his with a hunger she hadn't realized she'd been holding back. His hands roamed her body, and she felt his cock pressing against her.

"Robert," she breathed, pulling away slightly. "We shouldn't--"

He silenced her with another kiss, guiding her toward the bed. She hesitated, but he sat down, pulling her closer. Slowly, he reached for the hem of her shirt, lifting it over her head. She stood there staring at him, trembling, her breasts exposed. She crossed her arms over her chest, suddenly self-conscious.

Robert removed his tank top. His chest was broad, muscular, and she couldn't take her eyes off him. He ran his hands up her legs, stopping at her panties. With agonizing slowness, he started tugging them down her legs her hand grabbed the top as if trying to hold them up but he continued to pull them down, when her exposed her pussy she let go raising her leg to take the panty off.

Now she was completely naked, standing before a man who wasn't her husband. A man she'd just met. What am I doing? she thought, but the look in Robert's eyes kept her rooted in place.

He pulled her close, kissing her stomach, her breasts. She gasped as she watched his mouth close around her nipple, his tongue swirling in a way that sent shockwaves through her body. Her hands tangled in his hair, pulling him closer.

He dropped his kisses lower, his hands gripping her ass. his face even with her pussy, he took a deep breath before his tongue licked her in one smooth stroke.

Jill's knees buckled. "Oh God," she moaned, her hands gripping his shoulders for support. Robert's tongue delved deeper, parting her folds, tasting her, her husband never licked her before. She'd never felt anything like this before. She needed to cum.

Robert pulled her leg up onto the bed, opening her wider. His tongue plunged into her, and she cried out, her orgasm building fast and hard. She grabbed his head, not to stop him, but to keep him there, till she finished. She pushed her pussy hard against his mouth.

"Robert, I'm going to--" she started, but then her climax hit, washing over her in waves of pure ecstasy. She collapsed onto the bed, panting, her body trembling.

Robert stood, pulling off his shorts. His cock sprang free, thick and hard. Jill stared at it, her heart pounding. This is real. This is happening. He climbed onto the bed, hovering over her as he spread her legs. She reached up, placing her hands on his chest.

"Robert, we should stop," she said, her voice shaky.

He kissed her, his cock pressing against her entrance. "Do you really want to stop?" he whispered.

She hesitated, looking directly into his eyes she shook her head.. no.

He pushed into her, and she gasped at the sensation. It was like she was watching herself doing this it didn't seem real, never in a million year did she dream of doing something like this. He began to thrust, slow at first, then faster, harder. Feeling his bare cock inside her brought her senses back " Robert" she said firmly " you have to pull out, you can't come in me.. I could get pregnant." She could feel her orgasm building again, stronger this time.

"Robert, I'm close," she moaned.

"Me too," he grunted, his thrusts becoming erratic. "Jill, I'm going to--"

She whimpered "nooo".. as she felt his warm cum flood her pussy, her nails digging into his back. He pushed deeper inside her as they both came together, their bodies trembling with the force of it.

Afterward, Jill lay there, her eyes closed, her mind spinning. She felt the cool air hit her as he rolled off her and laid by her side, her legs still open, she could feel his semen dripping out of her, What have I done? Robert could see she was struggling with what happened he got up and got her a towel and a glass of water, his touch gentle, reassuring.

"You're so beautiful Jill," he murmured, stroking her arm. "Thank you... this night means more to me then you'll ever know."

Jill didn't know what to say she just looked in his eyes. She felt a tear slip down her cheek, Robert leaned in to kiss her again, she didn't stop him. His hands started roaming her body again, she felt his cock hardening against her leg she knew she would give herself to him one more time.