Exceptional Circumstance Part One: Sharing A Cab

“I am so sorry,” the lady said as she got in the same taxi as me.

“It happens,” I smiled.

“Well?” the driver said.

“I am going downtown,” she smiled, pulling the hair from her face.

“Same,” I replied.

I had just gotten out of the airport and pulled on the door of the taxi at the same time this beautiful woman did. She smiled as the driver started to drive away.

“Alexis,” she smiled as she offered me her hand.

“Thomas,” I introduced myself. I saw the band on her hand as we shook hands.

“Late flight,” she said as the taxi drove onto the highway.

“Yeah, just in town for a few days,” I said. “Business.”

“Ah,” Alexis smiled. “Returning home for me.”

“Windy city is home,” I nodded.

“Yeah, we get used to it,” that smile was again.

She had long brown hair that she kept brushing or pulling from her face.

“What do you do?” Alexis asked as she looked at my briefcase and small carry-on bag.

“Finance, stocks and boring things,” I shrugged. “Yourself?”

“Entertainment,” Alexis smiled. “I manage two models and one so-called rising star in music,” she rolled her eyes.

“You don’t think so?” I asked.

“She is a brat!” Alexis crossed her legs. “A twenty-four-year-old brat!”

“Alright,” the taxi driver said, “What part of downtown am I taking you two?”

“The Olidge Hotel,” I answered first.

“Close to me,” Alexis said as she looked at me. “Lexington Plaza,” she said. “Meeting my husband for dinner. I am very late.”

“Well, we can go there first and then he can drop me at the hotel,” I said. “I just have a few things to do anyway.”

“Thanks,” Alexis said. “I will pay for the ride.”

“If I can buy you a drink,” I grinned.

“Absolutely,” Alexis answered quickly.

We exchanged numbers, and as we pulled up to the Plaza, I watched her elegantly get out of the taxi. “Here,” she said, offering me a card. “Call me.”

The door closed, and I smiled as the driver whistled. “You better call her,” he grinned at me.

“First thing,” I responded.

I got to my room, set up my laptop and other things, and sat down.

I sent a text to her and then ordered room service.

I started working, and as the night progressed, I even forgot I had sent her a text. It was not until I got out of the shower and saw that I had missed a message that I remembered.

‘Did you go to sleep? Hope you weren’t kidding about the drink?’ the text read.

‘I never joke about a drink,’ I replied.

‘I am downstairs,’ Alexis replied.

‘I will be right down,’ I replied.

I found Alexis at the bar; she had started without me.

“Hi,” she smiled as I sat down.

“Hello,” I ordered a drink and told the bartender to put her drinks on my tab.

“So,” I said.

“So,” Alexis stared at me with sultry green eyes.

“Does he know you’re here?” I asked as she spun on the stool and stared at me.

“Do you care?” Alexis asked.

“Not really,” I responded, “Thought I would be polite.”

“Less thinking,” Alexis gulped her drink down.

I did the same and took her hand.

I walked to the elevator, and Alexis smiled as I kissed her.

By the time we got to my room, we weren’t just kissing, our clothes fell to the floor, and her mouth wrapped around my cock.

I bounced her head up and down on it without a care in the world to wonder if she needed to breathe or was enjoying it. My fingers gripped her scalp and forcibly bounced it onto my cock with both my hands.

“More!” Alexis said as I let her head go for a split second.

“I can do more,” I smiled as I launched her petite body onto the bed.

I grabbed her thin hips and shoved my cock into her. “Yes!” she yelled as I started to fuck her.

I pushed Alexis’ head into the bed and fucked her like I would if she was a sex toy. Her slightly auburn hair was all I saw as I fucked her hard.

Her hands gripped the sheets as I increased my pace. This slut deserved to be fucked, I had only met a few hours ago in a taxi coming from the airport, and I was already fucking her.

“Fuck, fuck!” Alexis said as she took a deep breath.

“Shut up!” I said as I took my cock out of her dripping hole and moved higher up.

“I have never….” Alexis started to say as I moved my cock to her ass.

“I said shut up,” I said as I manoeuvred my body to get a better angle.

My dick lined up with her ass, and I shoved my cock into it.

“Yes!” I growled as I started to fuck her ass.

“Your big cock is in my ass! Fuck my….” Alexis said.

I moved my foot, pushed it down onto her face, and pushed it into the bed mattress.

“I said shut the fuck up!” I shouted, watching my barefoot push her face down.

I wasn’t doing this for her enjoyment. This was for me. She was just a tool to be used.

“Fuck yes!” I grunted as I fucked her ass hard. “Fucking take it!”

I pushed my cock deep into her ass and shot my cum inside. I didn’t pull out until I was spent.

We lay in bed, and she smiled at me. “Thank you,” Alexis said, turning to face me.

“Anything for you,” I kissed my ex-wife.

“How long you in town for?” she asked as she stared at me.

“A few days,” I replied as I looked at her.

“I better go; he will be expecting me home,” Alexis said. “Maybe we can get together again before you leave?”

“That would be nice,” I smiled. “You know, you could dump him and come back with me, and we can stop pretending to meet like this,”

“That didn’t work out remember,” Alexis got dressed. “We were horrible as a couple, the only thing good was the sex. Plus, this is fun, don’t ruin it.”

“Uh huh,” I smiled, watching her get dressed. “And for him?”

“The total opposite, we are a good couple, but the sex is lousy,” She kissed me again and then waved as she left.