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That Damn Redhead

The text message arrives with the room number
I shuffle into the lobby from the cold
haven't been in this hotel for years
last time I was here I should have had that damn redhead
things have a habit of fucking up though
but won't tonight
paying to guarantee it.
everyone at the desk knows what I'm doing
they've seen hundreds of guys like me before
and barely bat an eyelid as I head for the lift.
my heart beats furiously
pumping the blood to where I need it.
I leave the lift
Room 426
right in front of me
I knock at the door
the blonde answers in her silk nighty
beckons me in
down that narrow hallway present in all mid price hotels
to where the brunette is waiting
in an even sexier nighty.
I look around
it's the same room I stayed in last time.
the blonde asks for the money
"the worst part!" the brunette adds
these girls are exceptionally hot
the type of girls that always turn away from me
that damn redhead never turned away
apart from the night it mattered.
notes are exchanged
nighties are disrobed
the girls take the lead
blonde kissing me
as brunette puts on the rubber.
blonde goes down on the brunette
porn star noises commence
brunette gives me my first ever deepthroat.
that damn redhead would never have given me this
but I'd swap everything to be on top of her right now
don't get me wrong
this is exciting sex
will have me muttering obscenities to the lord later
but it's lacking desire
that damn redhead's blue eyes were full of it.
I'm in the blonde now as she laps at the brunette
I prefer the brunette
I'm not going to last much longer
need to finish in her
we swap round
blonde above my face
brunette riding my cock
she feels me coming
looks at me with a filthy smirk
tells me she can feel it twitching.
we untangle ourselves
I wash down in the sink
get the hell out of there.
leave the hotel.
on my own.
again.
somewhere that damn redhead is getting banged
and she probably can't even remember me.