A Quickie in Yuma

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This incident happened in 1983 on my first trip to the West Coast on a motorcycle. I had traveled into Mexico, and stayed there for a few days. After leaving four days later, I decided to ride the Mexican side of the border to Yuma AZ. When I arrived, I found a little motel that was almost completely empty and checked-in at 4 pm. My plans were to head to San Diego the next morning before daylight.I showered and went across the street and picked up some fast-food. When I returned to the room, I was sapped from the heat. I jumped into shower and took a long, hot shower. I crawled into bed to watch some TV before falling asleep.I was abruptly awakened by a loud noise. I set up in the bed half-ass şişli escort asleep and disoriented. I set their a second to see if I heard it again and sure enough, I hear a loud knocking on my door. I thought, “What the hell?” I looked at my watch and it was 1 am.I got out of the bed and moved to the door and peered through the peephole. A very attractive Hispanic lady, that I assumed was Mexican, was standing at the door. I made sure the safety chain was on the door as I eased the door open slightly. My caution was a result of my concern that it could have been a setup to rob me. Here I am, alone in Yuma, in an almost empty hotel. I thought for a moment and quickly came up with a mecidiyeköy escort plan.As I peeked through the crack in the door, I realized that this lady was very attractive. I was in my mid 20s and she looked to be pushing mid 30s. She had on a very classy blue dress, that hit her brown legs just above her knees. The neckline dipped low, revealing a very nice cleavage. The dress accentuated her large, well rounded breast. She had on a pair of matching three inch heels.I took a hard swallow and asked, “Can I help you?”She replied, “Is Frank here?”I stood there for a second and replied, “I don’t know Frank.”She stood there for a moment and a seductive smile came across her lips and seductively whispered, “What’s your name?”I was still concerned that there could be a couple of guys standing on either side of the door with baseball bats. I made up the name and replied, “JT.”She maintained her seductive smile and asked, “You want to do something?”Immediately I thought this chick was a call girl. I asked her, ”How much?”She seemed offended and replied, “I’m not a whore!”I was wearing a pair of boxers, and she reached through the door and palmed my stiffening cock. As she was rubbing my cock, she explained to me that her husband was a physician and he had pissed her off at a cocktail party an hour earlier. I noticed the car behind her was a nice Mercedes. I was still apprehensive that this was a set-up for a mugging, so I told her to hold on a second. I shut and locked the door and retrieved my 9mm from my leather vest.