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  E 1 "Throbbing Desires"

  Short Description: After several lonely days of living in a hotel following a divorce, a man's horny desires become a need that must be met- hopefully with a little complimentary room service.

  Monty's ex-wife was a sexy OBGYN, yet something about her changed after the rumor at school which cost him his job. Shortly after, the single life started getting to him in the hardest ways, and it seemed like his desires would never be met- until his rescue arrived. Day seven buzzed in with the hotel room alarm clock bedside on the night stand. Six o'clock a.m., according to his teaching job of ten years at Mesa High School in Arizona. Teaching English was his passion, especially when it came to teaching Hispanic high school girls. However, it wasn't that he had a sick mind according to his attraction to Hispanic girls in general, but rather the sense of loyalty and respect he sensed they had towards men they loved- unlike his blonde-haired blue eyed OBGYN of a wife. Perhaps this is where his marriage of nine years took a turn for the worst, in that a rumor got started in the community that he was having an affair with a Hispanic student.

  The supposed "mistress" was a senior at Mesa, the one whom "Monty the man" spent extra time tutoring after school. The girl's name was Marcy, very wise and mature for her age due to the responsibilities she had at home with helping her older sister raise their three younger brothers, ages seven, nine, and eleven. Marcy's parents vacationed to Mexico after being in the U.S. illegally for sixteen years. Little did her parents know, that their time would get cut short once their true identities were discovered. Needless to say, Marcy and her older sister had to grow up fast and juggle as many part-time jobs as possible in order to pay rent, bills, and provide for their little brothers. The extra time spent with Marcy earned Monty the reputation of "Monty the man" amongst the other male faculty, because Marcy was by far one of the most beautiful and by the most mature girl in the school. However, she looked a full-bodied twenty-three years old, instead of seventeen. With Monty being thirty-three, and looking around twenty-six or so, the two actually made a handsome couple when they were together. Perhaps this is how the "rumor mill" got started, then burned out of control with Monty's wife Ellen somehow hearing about it at work from a gossiping friend and patient. The rumor was the perfect reason for Ellen to file the divorce papers, especially since she slept in a guest bedroom of "her house" for the last seven months of their marriage.

  Although most of the money in their savings, checking, and retirement accounts was hers, Monty made out like a bandit leaving with half of everything. The judge ruled that Ellen had no grounds for divorce, nor proof of Monty's infidelity, and that she "simply didn't want to be married." Not only that, but the judge stated that Ellen "refused all proposals for marriage counseling from her husband, and that the finances accumulated during their marriage were community property." Monty made out with a little over sixty thousand dollars from the divorce, and didn't want any part of the house nor it's bad memories. For Monty, the remaining months of their marriage were horrible, torture. Ellen sleeping in a guest room was one thing, but for her to sleep nude with the door open atop of the covers every night, with her sized-D natural breasts and propped-up ass exposed- became hell on earth for Monty. Falling asleep at night became a pain for Monty, literally, as his hard-on for Ellen often forced him to sleep on his back or his side. The only way he could get the hard-on to go down, was to gently stroke his cock during mental flashbacks of he and Ellen making love in the bathtub, backyard, bedrooms, and one day at her office after he surprised her with flowers and tickets for two to a dinner theatre. Ellen had just finished giving a woman her routine pap smear when Monty showed up bearing gifts.

  The office assistants were sent home early that day as a result of a few cancellations. For Ellen, she hated losing money but for Monty, his timing was perfect. Ellen gave him a loving kiss and hug, but Monty was satisfied with that, confirming "it's just us two, huh." Ellen got the hint then went and locked the office door. When she came back, she looked in her office and didn't see Monty. Next, she went to the bathroom and didn't see him there either. Finally, she looked to the closed door of an examination room, then opened it to find Monty standing there dressed in a lab coat- naked. Monty tapped the patient table a few times, then pulled up a stool. Then, he let out the stirrups and ordered Ellen to "hop up here for your routine check-up." Ellen was surprised, yet blushed as she got undressed and hopped up on the bench. Moments later, she let her long dark hair down, took off her glasses, and laid back. Monty ran his hands slowly up and down her thighs, stomach, then her breasts. Then, he traced the inside of her legs and thighs with his lips and tongue, finally reaching her nipples for a gentle taste of each one. Ellen let out sighs and gentle moans of pleasing anticipation, until Monty's head stopped between her legs. Ellen gripped his head with both hands pulling and pressing his face into harder into her cunt confirming "that's so good, baby, so good. Mmmm, don't stop, Monty, don't stop," she begged him as she took one hand and gripped one of her of her own breasts, pulling on one of her nipples. "You like that?" Monty asked, barely coming up for air before extending his tongue out to lick around inside her. He knew this would drive Ellen crazy, and it did to the point where she screamed "Oh yes, I'm cumming, Monty, oh!" Monty licked her clit faster and faster until Ellen's body bowed up toward the ceiling and she came all over his face. "Give me that cock, Doc," Ellen demanded as Monty pulled her down to the edge of the bench and started fucking her.

  To Monty, that was by far the best sex they'd ever had during all their years of marriage. Oddly enough, that was the last time they had sex because something about Ellen changed. During the days and months that followed that sexual bliss, Ellen barely kissed Monty with convincing love. It was as if she somehow feared that too long a kiss would get her pregnant, since her period came late after that freaky day in her office. They didn't have any kids, and although Monty wanted at least one, Ellen insisted that her career wouldn't allow her to be an effective mother. For Monty, that became her sorry excuse for not wanting to "role play" anymore or have unprotected sex. Seven lonesome months of Monty sleeping alone before the divorce hearing seven days ago, made his seven days and counting of being single easier than expected. Regardless, seven months and counting without any sex at all, not even a kiss on the cheek, often left Monty waking up like a bike on the ground with the kickstand extended out. To Monty, the bike stood a better chance of somebody riding it because Monty was far from the "ladies man" type. Either way, staying in a nice hotel for a month with all the amenities, including a hotel bar, was a private way for Monty to transition into into the single life again.

  The day started off pleasant for Monty as he kicked it off with a nice breakfast down in the hotel lobby, followed by an enjoyable read of the newspaper out on his furnished patio. Since his room was a suite on the seventh floor, he had a great view of the pool and mountains that held the perfect backdrop for the city out and below. The weather was predicted to be mild and sunny, perfect for Monty since he liked sitting outdoors without a shirt. Although Monty was a handsome guy, he had an average build but nice eyes that shifted from green to gray depending on the lighting. Overall, he was a nice guy who deserved a good woman. Following the chill time out on his balcony, Monty suited up and hit the hotel fitness room for about forty-five minutes. After that, he went to his room to for a quick shower rinse, discovering that his room had been serviced- a small note left on his pillow. The note was written on a small business-like card, the kind one fills out and includes with a flower arrangement to be delivered. Monty thought nothing of it since it was something all guests received every day, until the note read-
"It's good to see you, and I hope you enjoy your stay." Monty looked at the note with curiosity and picked up the hotel phone on his desk. Then, he decided against it and assumed that maybe one of the housekeeping staff had a different way of writing their greeting. Whatever the case, the greeting

  had a personal touch that he liked. Monty put on his swimming trunks, sandals, T-shirt, and left the room with a towel.

  The temperature outside was perfect, as was the temperature of the pool which only had around half a dozen people in it, mostly kids. Summertime always kept the hotels in Mesa busy with out-of-towners he stayed there while visiting family, friends, or one of the many colleges in town. Amid the wild kids that nearly took over the pool and detoured people from getting in, Monty enjoyed the pool for thirty minutes before deciding to head back up to his suite. After drying off and putting his shirt back on, he got on the elevator with three other people. One of the other three persons in the elevator was an elderly gentleman in his late sixties. The other two elevator riders were two good looking white ladies in their forties, possibly in their thirties. Either way, it didn't matter to Monty because he savored the sweet smell of the different body sprays each one had on. Not only this, but he was able to get a good glance at their tanned legs held tightly by their shorts. This drove him crazy as the elevator stopped at the fourth floor, where the two women got off. Monty and the elderly man both got a great look at the women from behind as they stepped out. Both women had smooth-looking legs and nice asses that flexed through their tight shorts. "Nice, huh," the elderly man said, catching Monty off guard who had his mouth open with lust. "Oh yes, yes, very nice," Monty agreed. The elevator stopped at the fifth floor and the elderly man said "have a good one," to Monty. "Yes, sir," Monty replied, "and you, too." The elevator door closed and Monty's thoughts immediately shifted to the two women as he sniffed the air, their scents still lingering in the air. Their smells stuck with Monty all the way up to his room, as he entered with a smile- wishing.

  All Monty could think about was how sexy the two women looked, before his thoughts got the best of him. First, he imagined both women dressed as French maids, uniforms and all, entering his room in uniform but pantiless. Each woman had a plate on a tray with a plate cover

  over over them, and a red rose next to each plate. "Room service," both women said to Monty as they entered the room giving him "ready for anything" looks. Monty imagined being dressed in a slick bathrobe and matching slippers when the French maids entered the room. His eyes followed them all the way to the desk as he shut and locked the door behind them, noticing they didn't have on any panties or a thong under their skirts. The women both looked back over their shoulders, knowing that Monty was watching them and purposely bent over the desk even further as they sat the trays down. Both women had perfectly smooth asses that when side-by-side, combined to nearly form a perfect heart shape. Monty walked over to the women and kissed each one, rubbing one with one hand and fingering one with the other hand. The women became aroused with each touch and kiss, yet had no desire to engage in any sexual acts with each other. Instead, one lowered down waist level and started sucking Monty's thick hard cock, while Monty finger-fucked the other maid who remained bent over the desk. Moments later, the one Monty was finger-fucking started cumming just as Monty started cumming all over the other maid's face. Not long after, Monty had the one who sucked his cock bent over on the bed and fucking her, while he finger-fucked the other one in the ass. Both women moaned and screamed with ecstasy, one cumming after the other. Monty gave a loud moan, then pulled out and came all over the bent-over maid's ass while tongue kissed the other maid. As he let a long sigh of relief with the utmost satisfaction, Monty opened his eyes to the running shower water and turned it off. Monty stepped out of the shower with the towel wrapped around his waist, then stretched out on the bed.

  An hour or so passed by, towel still wrapped around Monty's waist while he slept. The door to his room slowly opened and someone entered. Her hair was long and dark, slightly curled with long curls that nearly hid her face. However, her long eyelashes extended out with grace as she walked up to Monty bedside, gently placing a red rose with a note attached upon his chest. Monty sort of twitched at the placement of the rose, yet he continued sleeping. Then, she sat down next to him on the bed, before taking a hand of his into hers and slowly rubbing hit. That got Monty's attention, as he smiled at her soft touch then sniffed the sweet scent that struck his nose. "Mmm," Monty approved with a smile and gentle moan, obviously believing he was still dreaming. "Hel-lo Monty," the soothing and youthful voice of a woman spoke with broken English. Monty's eyes remained closed with a smile as he replied, "Hi." Monty started rubbing the woman's hand until their hands became clasped. The woman took Monty's hand and kissed the back of it. Slowly, that woke Monty up- in more ways than one. First, a rising bulge increased in the towel as if he was pitching a tent. Then, his eyes slowly opened to see Marcy gazing lovingly down at him. She wasn't dressed in any sexy French Maid outfit, just simple uniformed pants, shoes, and a Polo-style shirt with the hotel name and logo on it. Still, she looked beautiful, sexier than the two French maids he dreamt about. Monty's eyes shifted from surprising joy to shock, as he confirmed, "Marcy!" Marcy couldn't help but laugh, but she knew she had to contain the situation and quiet him down, placing a finger over his lips.

  "Yes, Monty, it is me." "What are you doing here?" he asked, before looking at her work shirt, realizing...

  "Oh, wait a minute," Monty thought out aloud. "The note on my pillow?" Marcy shook her head with a smile, "yes, that was from me," she confirmed.

  "How long you been working here?" Monty asked.

  "Oh, almost a year. I jus' returned to work yesterday, because my youngest brother was sick, and my sister was out of town to Mexico visiting our parents."

  "I see," Monty replied.

  "Sorry to hear of your divorce," she said.

  "I'm not," Monty replied as he sat up rubbing her hand. As Marcy lowered her head down to Monty, he took a hand and grabbed the back of her head. Seconds later, their lips were locked and the rose got tossed aside on the bed. Marcy's long hair draped his face and head like silky curtain strands as their tongues gently explored their lips, before locking with passion. Marcy rubbed his chest while they kissed, then slid a hand down to his cock whole one of Monty's hands reached out and gripped her ass. Marcy removed his hand, then stood up and took her pants and pearl-white thong off. Marcy had a solid figure with sexy curves, and the black pussy hairs were shaved and shaped nicely. Marcy took off her shirt and bra, revealing perfectly round titties with dime-sized nipples that Monty sat up to rub, massage, then extend his tongue out to. Marcy closed kissed the top of his head while Monty's tongue went from nipple to nipple before he finally started sucking on one. Moments later, Monty took a hand and eased up between her legs. He started rubbing around her pussy first, then massaging it. Marcy's moans became innocent whimpers after Monty slid his middle finger into her cunt and started fingerbanging her. Marcy's innocent whispers grew louder, until Monty reached up with his other hand and slid a finger into her mouth. Marcy licked his finger then wrapped her lips around like a little girl who just got a popsicle off the ice cream truck. With each lick of his finger she sucked it, and Monty's dick popped up even harder. Faster and faster, Monty finger-fucked her until she came, sucking his finger with intense moans the entire time. Next, Monty slid down onto the floor on both knees, and started eating her pussy. Marcy put a foot up on the bed and gripped the back of his head while he ate her out. The more he sucked her clit, the more she pressed his face into her

  pussy and she started fucking his face. "Ay, ay, ay, Monty," she whispered with sweet moans as his tongue rapidly liked her clit and made her cum all over his face. This drove Marcy nuts, literally, because she helped Monty up and onto the bed. Once he was on his back, she quickly took her tongue and teased his balls. After tongue-teasing his balls, she started sucking one, then the other, all the while stroking
his curved hard cock. Monty's moans were more like grunts, yet Marcy knew she was making him feel good. Suddenly, cum shot up from Monty's dick and Marcy quickly wrapped her lips around his dick. Monty loved it, as she took two hands and started sucking his dick. Faster and faster, she sucked his cock with his hips thrusting upward, fucking her mouth and gripping her nipples. Marcy slowly raised her head and is she did so, her mouth unveiled a nice hard curved cock that pulsed and flinched. Next, Marcy positioned the pussy over his dick and he held it steady and ready in place for her. Marcy parted her wet pussy lips and the hard cock slid right in. After everything was comfortable, Monty took both hands, gripped her ass, and started fucking her. Skin-smacking sounds accompanied their moans while Marcy's hands pressed down into Monty's chest. Then, Monty slowed to a lovemaking pace before holding her ass and gently easing his dick in and out of her. Something about this drove her wild, before Marcy demanded "fuck my ass." Monty was surprised as Marcy got off him, then onto all fours. Monty got behind her and licked the pussy from behind. Then, he ran his tongue around her asshole, teasing it, priming it. "Don't stop," Marcy whispered as she reached back and started finger-banging herself while Monty's tongue fucked her in the ass. This drove them both crazy, then Monty slowly eased his hard cock into her asshole. Marcy buried her face into the pillow with a loud moan, yet she still teased her pussy with one hand. Monty gripped and spread her ass cheeks wide enough to see the cum spreading onto his dick. Suddenly, Monty started cumming into her ass and as he did, she screamed into the pillow while reaching back with both hands and pulling him deeper into her. Marcy gradually collapsed onto her stomach with Monty still atop of her and inside her, cumming harder and harder. Once he was done, he rested on her for a few minutes. After a few moments rest to catch their breaths, Marcy laid in his arms while he rested on his back, stroking her shoulders and long beautiful hair. Marcy gazed up at him with loving eyes, wondering. "So, what does this mean?" Monty thought for a moment, and replied with a smile. "This means I'm no longer stranded, because you rescued me." Marcy grinned wide at the answer, Monty kissed her forehead, and they both closed their eyes with loving smiles.