Mic had been on the road for days building a larger clientele for his sales route. The weather had turned hot and humid as he stopped at the little inn for a respite. He thought it quite a nice place quaint as well as quiet where he could get some desperately needed rest. He approached the desk to register for a two dat stay waiting for service, after ringing the bell a rather buxom lass appeared. May I help you sir? A room for two days rest Mic replied, if you please. She handed him the room key as she guided him up the stairs, Mic had his bags in hand. Curiously he asked her name as he introduced himself as Mic. She said why my name is, Jane how kind of you to ask, the gentlemanly question I would think Mic said.
His eyes were quite keen for details as he analyzed Jane’s counters, such lovely cleavage above her subtle melons. Mic was happy he only stumbled twice as he followed her bottom as it wiggled up the stairs. He thanked her for her guidance to his room, Jane said of course kind sir, pleasing customers is great for business. Aw, as a salesman Mic agreed to himself, she could gladly service him and he would more than joy to service her as well. Then she shut the door, Mic adjusted his protrusion back down inside his shorts.
A short nap and Mic felt fit for a bit of food and drink at the inn’s adjoining pub. What luck he thought when he found the lady Jane was also the attending bar maid. Perfect time for a bit of good food some drink with a little flirting possible. Mic ate like a king then had a few mugs of brew, teasing Jane with flattery of her bountiful womanhood. Mic may have had a tad to much to drink, his shyness had diminished More than usual. He sat and sipped as music played, he even sang a bit. Mic was getting tipsy when he asked dear Jane to dance, she thought just one for service sake. Mic danced real well for a man half bombed on drink, he held her just a bit to close.
His hands had mind to roam a bit to low behind, his head to low in front, a toss up which globes he favored most she thought. Jane took a fondness to this Mic despite all his faults, her heart did skip a beat or two when he pulled her far to close. The significant protruding thing inside his pants did bump against her here and there with each movement of their dance. Jane was enjoying this she blushed, it had been a while since she had been this close to manly things. Mic had felt the same about dear Jane, Mic stumbled once again, then begged his leave for bed. Apologizing for his flirts to lady Jane, she though a second, maybe she should accompany this Mic? In case he tripped again before he found his way to bed.
So Jane offered service, Mic accepted gratefully that she would escort him safely to his room. He wobbled quite a bit when they reached the stairs, so Jane put her arm around him tight to keep nice and strait. As she got in the room she began to turn and so, but Mic stumbled once and feel into the door. It shut behind her as she caught him on her arms, his head was buried in her cleavage nearly spilling her melons out. She grabbed his head and lifted to dignify the scene, when Mic’s lips locked on her with eager sweet flirtation. Jane thought this should not be, this Mic she hardly knew.
But yet she thought it did feel very good as blushes grow with tingling in her toes. A little more would be all right so Jane returned the kiss in kind, with a little added tongue to spice the union fine. To her surprise that stately mast below did rise like she had charmed a Cobra snake that bobbed in tune to kisses sweet…………
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