I thought to myself, “Since they were kids? Last week?” I said, “I wish I had somebody I was close with, like you two.”
Carrie cried a little, and sniffled as she said, “It’s been really hard since mom and auntie passed away, they were twins too.”
Nurse Linda got up and left, and I quietly said to them; “You’re cute, and I like you two. Once the fifteen days is up, I’d love to give you some hugs.”
“I’d like that a lot, would you, Mary?”
“That would be great! Maybe the three of us could share a room! You could rub us, and hold us to your big boobs, like auntie and mommy…”
Carrie cut her off, “SHHH! Mary means, hugs would be really nice.”
As they left, I saw they had to push themselves to walk farther apart, and not hold hands. They needed comfort and love very badly, and I wanted to give them some. Maybe even the exciting kind of love. Their faces and little boobs were cute.
I was nearly back to the hotel when I heard a quiet noise in the distance, which got louder and louder. I saw three helicopters fly near the airfield. One landed, and four men with machine guns ran out of it! A second one landed, and four more soldiers jumped out! I started to panic, until a lady I didn’t know said; “It’s ok! Mister X is here, and those are his bodyguards.”
The third helicopter landed, and a jet flew over, close to the ground. Was that a fighter plane? I thought only countries can have…
I saw two men in suits roll out a red carpet, for two other men in suits to walk on. A very tall and wide man in a t-shirt, shorts, and sandals walked behind them.
They stepped into a stretched limo, like the one I was in earlier, and it drove them the two hundred yards to the hotel. The businessmen walked past me into the main entrance. When I saw the much larger man up close, I was instantly in love, or lust, or something even more powerful. I didn’t know why, but I had to have him!
I followed him into the hotel and heard the guy at the front desk say, “Mister X! It’s great to see you again, sir! How can I help you? Anything at all!” The male receptionist appeared to be in love with him too.
Mister X spoke, and my life changed. His voice was powerful, confident, and seductive, as he said; “Get me the list of new recruits.” The words were mundane and business-like, but I’d never heard anything so hot! The way he carried himself, and the feeling of extreme authority he broadcast drew me to him like magic. He had to be six foot six, and 300 pounds. He was built like a gorilla, or a great wrestler.
I suddenly noticed I had walked across the room and stood only a step behind him. I’d be happy to kiss his feet all day, just to be that close to him. He turned and did me the large favor of looking at me, before he said; “Hello?”
I recognized his accent as Greek and smelled mustard and onions on his breath. Steamy, sexy onions. I noticed a sudden dampness between my legs. I didn’t like those flavors or scents until today, but I’d enjoy them for the rest of my life. I HAD to have mustard on all my sandwiches. I even started making myself fried onion and mustard sandwiches once or twice a week, to remember that aroma.
I squealed like a teenage girl seeing Elvis in person, as I said; “Mister X! I’m so happy to finally meet you! I’m Kate, and if there’s ever anything you want me to do, or anything you want to do to me, or…”
He lightly touched a finger to my lips, and I tasted it. I detected a bit of mustard and sweat. Such amazingly SEXY, MANLY sweat!
I nearly fainted from joy, and tears formed at the corners of my eyes, as he gave me the happy news, “I see you’re number nine on the interview list. Wait in your room, I’ll see you later.”
I was so aroused and happy I almost messed my panties.
“Thank you, sir! I’ll see you soon!” I had to work hard to suppress a scream of “I love you!”
I ran so quickly my breasts nearly touched my nose a few times, as I sprinted to the elevator.
The second I had my room door shut, three fingers imbedded themselves between my thighs. I frantically masturbated to a climax, before I was three steps into the room. I collapsed happily onto the carpet, as I had a shattering orgasm.
Before I could collect myself enough to stand, I noticed I was rubbing myself again. I had no choice, and finished myself a second time.
I wondered what the hell it was that made him so INCREDIBLY SEXY?
As I stood, my rational mind switched back on for a moment, and I realized I shouldn’t seem so slutty and pathetic. I planned what I would do when he came to my room. I’d wear something pretty, but easy to remove. I’d sit in a chair, with my legs crossed, to not seem easy or eager. I’d … I’d … I’d keep MASTURBATING UNTIL HE GOT HERE! I was SO HORNY! I came for the third time in an hour, just as there was a knock at the door.
I said, “Come in.”
I saw him again and liked what I saw very much. Too late, I realized I was still standing in the middle of the room, with two fingers in my vagina. I froze.
He said, “It appears that you have a problem.” I turned beet red and nodded. I used the last of my willpower to move my hand away from my crotch.
He continued, “I have an easy solution.”
I pulled my bikini bottoms off and leaned over the kitchen table. “Please! Put it in me! I don’t care where! Please, sir! Even my ass! PLEASE!” I held my butt cheeks as far apart as I could, hoping he might be generous enough to buttfuck me.
He said, “There’s something I need you to do.”
I turned around and fell to my knees. “ANYTHING! PLEASE LET ME SUCK YOU!” Tears fell from my eyes, in my extreme desperation.
“Get in the shower and wash me.”
I ran to the shower and turned the water on. “Please, Mister X! Please hurry!”
He stepped into the bathroom, and his shoulder was the same height as the top of my head. I hugged him from the side, straddling one of his huge thighs. I thrust my hips, pushing my vulva against his muscular leg, again, and again. “You’re so SEXY! MMMM!”
As he lightly kissed my forehead, my vagina exploded again. When I regained a slight bit of composure, I blushed in shame. I had just humped his leg, like a dog. He still had his sexy white briefs on.
I noticed he had a small bald spot near the back of his head, but the rest of his hair was very handsome, and attractive. After removing his underwear, he stood under one of the shower nozzles. He poured some shampoo on his hair and leaned down a little.
“Go ahead, Kate, wash me.”
I lathered the shampoo and rubbed a bar of soap all over his back, and buttocks. He had such incredibly sexy ass muscles! His thighs were nearly the size of my waist! I rubbed the soap over his upper legs, and when he turned around, I saw his penis and scrotum mere inches from my mouth.
“Just wash, nothing else.”
I was sad but obeyed my super-magnetic master. I gently washed his enormous penis, stroking it slowly, then his scrotum. I felt his testicles move below the skin, as I rubbed the soap on and rinsed it away. I started washing his giant cock again, enjoying the feeling as it slowly swelled in my hand. It was only halfway hard, and it was already bigger than any of my old boyfriends’!