The Long Trip part 9

After dropping off my lovebirds in Memphis, I continued on my trek westward. An uneventful drive through the corner of Kentucky led me to Missouri,  where I observed the famous Arch in St. Louis from the highway. It was already nighttime by the time I reached Kansas City, which shares two states. An all night diner called the "Country Corner" butted up against a welcome Holiday Inn. I was tired, and in need of a shower and a homecooked meal. There were many travelers there,  at this oasis on the highway. 

I got a room at the Inn, then strolled across the parking lot to the diner, the smells were amazing, and the observation of the pass through into the kitchen showed two older women, wearing hair nets, and laughing. I was sure to be happy by the time I settled in.

I saw a clear plexiglass pie and dessert tree on the counter, with every treat imaginable.  I sat down in a booth in the corner and scanned the packed restaurant, while perusing the menu. A blonde woman approached me and laid out a placemat and utensils wrapped in a paper napkin. She sat down a glass of ice water,  and pulled out a check pad "Whattle it be hun?" She asked sweetly. I  pointed out the open faced roast beef with mashed potatoes and peas, and asked for a glass of sweet tea. The woman jotted it down and smiled,  "Be right back with that sugar!" I smiled again, not knowing if she was being forward or just hoped for a good tip.

The meal came, and tasted even better than it smelled. These women were masterful, and every face bore a smile, from the good reception and the decadent food. I saw a chocolate creme pie on the menu,  and when the waitress returned and asked if I  wanted dessert I pointed it out, "Oh My God The best!" She said, then walked over and pulled it out, and she sat it in front of me. "Enjoy!" She added.

It was mouth watering. I was tired from driving and full as a tick. I sauntered out after settling up, and walked back to my hotel room. I  had a bottle of scotch in my suitcase, so I decided to grab my bucket and fetch some ice from the machine on the balcony outside. I was on the second floor, and below me in the parking lot were rows of cars. I stopped and pulled out a joint to smoke before returning. I sat the bucket down in the ice machine and took a few tokes. I walked over to the rail and leaned out, when a motion in the car below caught my eye. It was a blonde bobbing up and down behind the steering wheel. She was sucking the drivers cock. I watched as she stroked and sucked. His left hand grabbing the top of the cars open window. I heard an audible moan as he lost his load. She kept bobbing like a trooper. Good to the last drop.

I smoked the joint to a roach, and watched the girl get out, he handed her some money, then pulled off like he was going to a fire. She stood there for a minute, then began to sniff the air. She looked up at me and smiled. I waved her up. "Wanna Drink?" I asked, shaking the ice bucket, she nodded and bit her lip, then practically ran to the staircase.

"I'm Charice" she said smiling as she approached me. "I'm Retta" I said as I opened my door. She walked past me and dropped her oversized bag on the table. I sat on the edge of the bed and pulled another joint out, handing it to her, she grinned and lit it, taking a big drag. There were two rocks glasses in plastic on the table, and I unwrapped them, then put in some ice, and popped the cork off the single malt, and poured it in each glass.

"Cheers" I said, hoisting the glass up to my new friend.  She took a drink, then giggled and blushed, her mascara was running from all the cock gagging. She caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror, and immediately jumped up, and asked if she could use the bathroom. I smiled and pointed. She giggled and went. 

She was lithe and fair, with beautiful breasts poking out of a lace bra. I couldn't wait to undress her. A moment later she returned after flushing and running water, her makeup was repaired, and she'd shed her clothes, except for the lace bra, g-string, and heels. She stretched across the bed, and used one finger to motion me closer. I didn't hesitate. We embraced and began kissing,  sweetly at first, then passionately,  as she began to undress me. I felt bloated from the meal, but my pussy was dripping at this twenty something goddess,who was now licking her way down to my breast, while playfully diddling me. She drew her tongue around my nipple, then moved to the other, gently squeezing my breasts. She moved down to my Love canal and began poking her tongue in and out, she told me how beautiful I was before devouring my pussy. She didn't stop until I gushed on her face, my moans louder than the previous man who was obviously in a hurry to be somewhere. I  took my time exploring her perfect frame, and perky pink nipples, before moving down to reciprocate. She had a tight pussy and I  fingered her while licking her to orgasm. We collapsed and cuddled then finished our joint and scotch.

The hotel had Cinemax,  and it was late enough for soft core porn, which we watched while making out some more. About two am we cuddled up and fell asleep in each others arms. The next morning we woke to the sun blazing in the open window with a teenage boy standing outside gawking at our nakedness.  We busted out laughing as he hurried away. I rang the front desk and booked another night, and Charice and I spent the day and next night talking and laughing, kissing and licking. I decided to go after the second day, and we exchanged information. I left the next morning, and paid for a few more nights for my friend,  hoping she could make use of the room. 

I crossed the states border into Kansas City Kansas,  when the song came on the radio..."I'm goin to Kansas City, Kansas City, here I come, they got some crazy little women there, and I'm gonna get me one..." when I thought to myself,  Been there done that!