Once every quarter a team of auditors need to visit the department I work in and verify that the accounts are in order. Usually it's a pretty boring affair and there's absolutely nothing remotely exciting about it... until recently. I was given an older gent (Paul) to go through my records, he was in his early 60's, wore glasses but was in pretty good shape all things considered. I on the other hand are in my 30's, slim and not in the slight bit muscular. Instantly I sensed there something different about Paul. He was very polite and friendly and I could tell he enjoyed talking to me. He would find any excuse to come into my office and ask a question. This is when my mind began to wander and I started wondering whether he liked me in another way. I have a girlfriend but in the past had had plenty of experiences with men, although none of them were public knowledge. For me it was always just about some fun and the men I enjoyed knew this going in.

As the week ticked by I decided to try and work out whether Paul was of a similar persuasion. I started smiling a lot more whenever I saw him, would find an excuse to touch his shoulder and would drop in some suggestive comments that I could easily palm away if I sensed I was wrong... however I wasn't.

Paul was married to a woman who lived the other end of the country. Unfortunately he spent a lot of time on the road with his firm and often found himself alone in a hotel room. I jokingly said that it must be very lonely at times and perhaps he should find someone to keep him company. A knowing smile on his face he agreed.

Towards the end of the week, he came into my office one afternoon and asked whether there was anywhere local to get a good takeaway. I suggested a few places and he thanked me but then hung around in my doorway. Clearly he wanted to ask me something so I told him to get whatever he was thinking off his chest, this is when he apologised if he was barking up the wrong tree, but would I like to go for a drink that night. I smiled and thought fuck it, we both know the score and said how about we just skip that and have something in his hotel room. He smiled and said that was a pretty good idea. I gave him my mobile number and said to text me the room number and time. He asked if this was something I do normally. I laughed and said god no, but that you seem like a friendly guy. He nodded and said he was very friendly.

When I got home later that evening, my phone buzzed and sure enough it was Paul. "Room 26, third floor floor. 7pm?". I replied "sure, looking forward to it".

I knocked on his hotel room just after 7pm and was quickly let in. My heart was pounding so hard in my chest. I had showered and shaved myself all over in anticipation. It was pretty clear from the tone of our chat earlier that we were going to fool around. I just didn't know how far we would go.

Sure enough he was in a robe as he ushered me into the room. I walked over to one of the coffee table and put my keys and phone down whilst I quickly prepared my mind for was about to happen. I turned round and he was standing inches away from me, he had followed closely behind and quickly pulled me into him. I smiled and said "Hi you" before his mouth closed on mine and we started kissing slowly. My heart really was pounding now as I pulled away and asked "I hope your wife is ok with this" to which he just chuckled and said "I won't tell if you don't" I then felt his hands start to grope at my cock.

I removed my shirt and then started to unbutton my trousers. Soon I was just stood there in my boxers as he reached into them to grasp my hard cock. He wanked me slowly as we started to kiss again. I could taste alcohol on his breath, he had clearly been drinking, perhaps a bit of Dutch courage I thought. My hands moved inside his dressing gown as I rubbed his chest and then his nipples. I played with them as he continued to stroke me down there. It felt so hot and I knew right there and then that he was going to fuck me.

At the thought of this my hands found themselves instinctively reaching down to feel his cock. He wasn't particularly big, but it was thick, circumcised and at full attention. He let out a slight groan as he felt my hand wrap itself around it and tug gently. "Do you want me to suck you" I asked. Paul nodded and moved towards the bed to lie down. I opened his robe and then placed my head between his legs. I looked up and our eyes locked, for that moment there was such a connection between us. It felt intense. I broke away so I could start working his cock over with my mouth.

He let out a number of loud gasps as he felt my tongue start to run itself over his head. He was already leaking lots of precum so I quickly cleaned that off and began to suck hard on his thick shaft. "Fuck yeah" Paul moaned as he watched me begin to worship him. He tasted very salty and I found myself becoming increasingly aroused with every suck. I wanted to make him cum, I wanted to taste all of him, but as quickly as we had started I was told to stop. "Why?" I seductively asked. He smiled again and asked if he could have me. "Do you mean fuck?" I asked with a smile on my face. He nodded and told me to take off my boxers.

Laying on my stomach he gave me a few playful spanks as he positioned himself behind me. He wanted to fuck me bare but I said no and asked him to put a Johnny on. He seemed a little frustrated with this but quickly I heard the snapping of the latex and then the tip of his cock pressing against my ass.

He inched slowly into me, gentle at first before I felt his entire body weight come down on me. I let out a loud gasp as my poor ass began struggling to accept his large girth. "Be a good boy" he said as I felt his hot, sweaty body resting on mine. I was quite literally pinned and couldn't move, he was extremely heavy and my ass felt so stretched. He then started to move his hip violently as he took what was now his. We fucked in silence for the first few mins, but quickly I found the sensation of his cock in my ass too much and I began letting out loud groans.

Paul began to breath very heavy and our bodies became increasingly slick with sweat in the warm room. Every so often Paul would grunt "fuck yeah" and he took full advantage of my ass. His entire body weight was resting on me as he continued to drill me on the hotel bed. I remember at times struggling to breath but dared not stop him. I hadn't been fucked liked this before and I was honestly loving it. I felt so used and dirty.

"I'm clean" he suddenly whispered. "Me too" I replied, in between heavy breathes. "Well, let me fuck you bare then" he demanded. I thought about this quickly as he continued to thrust hard and deep into me. "I'm not sure" I replied. "I want to make you mine" He whispered again. At that comment I couldn't help but give in. I was so turned on "ok".

Next thing I heard was the sound of the rubber being torn off and a grunt of approval from Paul. He then spat into his hand and ran his fingers around my hole. I then took him bare and honestly it was the best feeling ever. I could feel all of his cock now and it felt so good buried in my ass. "Fuck yeah" he said again as he continued to thrust into me. "See, this is better" He grunted again. "I don't normally do this" I muttered. But soon found myself having to hold on for dear life.

I was surprised how long he kept going. At one stage I thought I was going to have to tell him to stop as my ass was becoming increasingly sore. But just as we were getting to that point he let out another "fuck yeah" and spanked my ass hard. I tried to force myself up but quickly I found myself pinned down even harder as Paul let out a very loud cry. I then felt a warm sensation deep inside my ass somewhere. He had shot his thick load inside me. I felt like such a slut. "good boy" is all I heard as he exited me.

I lay there for a few moments, collecting my thoughts before rolling over. I felt used and dirty and thought of another mans seed inside me... but I had enjoyed it. Wow, that was something I thought as I reached down to grab my aching cock. Paul smiled and thanked me. I laughed and said the pleasure was all mine. I then felt his hand wrapped around my cock and watched as he stroked me to completion. "you're a nice lad Henry" he whispered as we embraced each other one more.

Next quarter should be very interesting!