The Tulsa Hook UpThis is a true story. It happened in January 2015.We had chatted online for 5 months in preparation for my trip to Tulsa. I was to be there for 4 days on business and was hoping to find someone to spend some time with. I found her. Her name was Tara.Tara is about 6ft 1 in tall, blonde, 36c cups, shaved, married and never gets any sex at home. She has several “friends” with who she meets and finds release with from time to time. I consider myself one of those friends.Tara is 50 and Im 10 years older. We set things up so that when I got to my motel, she could come to the parking lot, we would go to dinner and do whatever she wanted. 7pm she pulls up in a red pick up truck. Striking. Tall. Long legs. Boots up to her knees with black fishnet stockings. She is wearing a red sweater, turtle neck. Her body is firm as I embrace her, our lips gently touch and she pulls away. “slow down big boy”. And I didOver a nice dinner, we talk. She has 5 c***dren, high school and college age. Her husband does not pay attention to her, and she sleeps on the couch in the den. Her desire for sex is tremendous. Numerous toys fill her cabinet, but she desires, and needs physical attention. One rule she has, however, is no penetration. Just thinking of her makes me hard. Will it be a long night, or a short one.We hop into my car and travel about 4 miles to our club for the night: a strip club. On a Monday night, it is only half full and the women there, full busted, nasty and some half drunk, are arousing. We find a seat next to the stage, order drinks and in no time at all, I find myself buzzed. So is Tara. A few lap dances for her while I watch. kaçak iddaa Her kissing those naked women got to me. I was not stable enough to drive so we called UBER and they took us back to my motel. We ride up the elevator my hand on her firm ass. I fact her entire body is fir. She walks me to my room, kisses me hard with full tongue, grabes my crotch and tells me good night. We will meet the next evening for date number 2. She closes the door. I retreat to my bed, and drink an entire bottle of whiskey, while pleasuring myself to xhamster videos. I awake with a hell of a hangover. Cum on the bed. Dick out. Tara has texted me that tonight I am to meet her at a restaurant and that we are going shopping after. All day we text and tease. She calls me a couple of times, describing her fingers in her pussy. At dinner, she reaches over to my cock and rubs…her boobs, pressed against me, but I am not allowed to touch. No drinking tonight. But action I hope. We eat, and walk next door to the sex shop. She has me pick out an outfit for her, so I can bel “pleased” . I choose a white pantie and bra outfit, Cut out crotch and ask if I get to see it tonight. She laughs and nods her head NO.Again she flirts with me to my hotel, kisses me good bye and leaves. Such a tease.I have a message on the phone in my room and it is her. She had called earlier in the day and instructed me to go to my window (3rd floor) open the blinds and look at her in the parking lot. She was in the back of her pick using what appeared to be a dildo, fucking herself. I was to jack off. I did and before I knew it, she was gone.Day three found us meeting for a quick lunch. She perabet güvenilir mi handed me a small envelope of pills (purple….) and said I would need these the next night. Tonight, we were going to 2 other strip clubs. She had never been to a strip club and wanted to know what was out there. One of them was a dud. $10 cover charge for 3 old hags. The second club was a full nude club: no alcohol but totally nude women. We had a bottle of rum in the car and would go out and take a hit ever so often while beautiful naked babes dangled their boobs and spread their legs. For $1 you placed the money where you wished. For $5 you kissed nipples and felt pussy. For $10 you kissed pussy. For $200 you got the VIP room We never made it there and my hard was obvious. As I drove Tara back to her car I received probasbly the best hand job ever. She took my load, placed it on her tongue and swallowed. This, she said was a preview of my last night in town.Our final night was a dinner planned in an Irish Pub at 7. I waited and she was a no show. An hour later, she comes in, apolozing. She had a “client” in her office and it took longer than she thought. Her outfit tonight was different. Boots up to her ankels. Red stockings. White skirt and leather top. All during dinner she tease me with nipple slips. Roaming hands and kisses.We got in our cars, drove seperatly to my motel and walked to the elevator. As we passed the front desk, she told the clerk to not bother us in rom 304 for an hour. He smilled and nodded.Once in the room we shared some whiskey. It made her eyes glossy and her speech slurred but she was in control She perabet giriş asked if I was ready for a show and went to the bathroom to change. I was to lay on the bed, my shirt off but pants on. She returned in a white teddy. Her boobs were pointed and I could see the blackness of her hairy pussy. What happened in the next 45 minutes was awesome. I was made to pull and suck her nipples while she rubbed my back. As Tara’s legs spread open, she took her vibrator and began to find pleasure. For what seemed like eternity, she aroused herself, but never ever touch me. My cock was about to explode. Suddendly, she shove my head to her crotch and as I ate her, the juices flowed. My face was soaked as she screamed in pleasure. Note, my pants are still on. She is naked and has found pleasure.She tells me to lay on the bed, on my back. I do and she cuffs my hands to the bed posts, and goes to use the bathroom. Im so so ready. When she returns, she is totally dressed. She takes off my shoes, my pants and my underware, grabs my cock and kisses it. Asking if I want this, she ties my ankels to the end of the bed and my cock comes to attention. As she hovers over it, kissing the tip I expect a full blow job, but she quits. She walks out of the room saying nothing. Leaving me there tied and cuffed and says “enjoy yourself.” Closing the door I have no idea what to expect.10 minutes later there is a knock on the door. It is one of the clerks at the hotel. She is Japanese, about 25. Walking in, she pulls back her blouse, and without saying work suck sucks me off. Still silent, Im done and she take a key, unlocks the cuffs and leaves the room. Not a single word was said.I sat there in shock. Half drunk. Aroused. I ended up at the strip club where I stayed until it closed at 4am. Took a cab back to the hotel. Showered and headed to the airport for a 7am flight. What a stay in Tulsa. And, I have yet to hear from Tara.