Chapter 1

As he pulled into the motel, he thought there was some kind of mistake. He knew the hotel where his conference was had been fully booked, but his office should have been able to find a nicer place than this! While it wasn’t a full-on dive, it certainly looked like its best days were well behind it. It looked like an old motor lodge from the 60’s and walking into the office and seeing the interior confirmed his suspicions. He rang the little bell on the counter and the attendant lumbered his way in from the back.

“Hello, is this the Vista Lodge? I have a reservation under Jack Parker.”

“Uh, let me check,” as the overly large man waddled over to the ancient computer, “Parker? Yes, here we are. You’ve got 231, overlooking the pool. You can just pull up around back for closer parking.”

Jack took his room keys and drove around to the back of the motel. He found a spot near the gate to the pool and also the stairs and to unload his car. He looked around. This place was off the highway but mostly in the middle of nowhere. It was a twenty-minute drive to the conference center, but it seemed like he was in another world.

“Hey, Mister! Nice car.” A female voice called out. He looked around and saw a scrawny-looking brunette girl in a green bathing suit standing at the white chain-link fence looking at him.

“Uh, thanks. I have to go put my stuff away.” He said, now nervous his new Lexus would disappear overnight. He rolled his suitcase towards the stairs but was ambushed by the girl again.

“I’m Chelsea, what’s your name?”

“I’m Jack. Sorry, Chelsea, I’m pretty beat. I just need to get to my room and relax for a bit.”

“Oh ok, Jack. Sorry, didn’t mean to bother you. If you are bored, I’ll be here by the pool.” She then did a half twirl and walked away. Jack watched her leave, unconsciously checking out her small, flat ass before shaking his head and walking upstairs to his room.

When he entered, he found the room was quite small. One queen-sized bed, a dresser, an old TV, and an alarm clock radio. Jack unpacked his business suit and shoes, his laptop, and toiletries. He washed his face to get the sweat off from the heat and turned up the room’s air-conditioning. He didn’t have a plan for today. The conference wasn’t till Tuesday morning and he was so far away he’d already missed any meet-and-greets today. He figured he’d watch some porn, jerk off, and then find someplace to eat.

He tried getting his laptop connected to the internet, but he couldn’t get a signal. He was able to hotspot his phone, but it was painfully slow. He wondered if the TV had some of those old pay-per-view channels like when he was a kid, then remembered he wouldn’t want those charges showing up on his company account. He knew that he’d have to find some other way of entertaining himself for the evening.

He tried to watch regular TV, but there wasn’t anything he wanted to watch. The only other thing he could come up with was to go down to the pool for a while. It wasn’t much, but it was better than just staring at the walls and cheesy motel art. He put on his swimsuit, his sunglasses, grabbed a towel, and headed down.

He walked down the stairs and opened the gate to enter the pool area. The squeaking sound roused the girl who had been lying in the sun. She jumped up and rushed over to him.

“Hello, Jack! Guess you couldn’t stay away from me, could you?” she teased.

“Hello again, Chelsea. Truthfully, I didn’t know what else to do. I couldn’t get the Wi-Fi to work.”

“Well, at least you’re here now and I have someone to talk to.”

“Are you here with family visiting or something?” He asked, curious why she was alone.

“Mom and I live here, at least for now. Daddy’s gone and this was what Mom could find.”

Jack felt bad, she was clearly from a broken home. He looked at her up and down quickly with his sunglasses on. She was about 5’6” and had long brown hair but was very thin. She barely had any feminine curves whatsoever and her swimsuit looked a couple sizes too small. Her suit was so tight it made a near-permanent cameltoe between her legs and her nipples poked out of her flat chest. He put his towel down close to where she had been tanning and jumped in the pool. Chelsea jumped in after him.

“So, what are you doing visiting here, Jack?” she asked.

“I’ve got a work conference to go to this weekend at the conference center downtown. My office chose this place because the hotel there was fully booked.”

“Well, their loss is my gain. We don’t get many guests here at this time of year, so you get to be my entertainment.” She chirped excitedly.

“If you don’t mind me asking, how long have you lived here, Chelsea?”

“‘bout a year and a half. Mom had to pull me out of school since there wasn’t one around here.”

“Oh, I’m sorry. Must be rough.”

“Yeah, I miss my friends, but I try to meet new people who stay here. Most just ignore me but you’re being nice.”

“Well, I hate to see a pretty girl all alone.” Jack wasn’t sure why he said that, but he figured she didn’t get a lot of compliments or attention. The two swam around for a while more, chatting about random things. They were getting along quite well. While Jack was usually closed off and serious, Chelsea was quite chatty and had him laughing at some of her guest stories.

Finally, Jack had enough swimming, and it was time to get out of the water. He swam over to the side of the pool and climbed out. Chelsea raised her hand up for help and he lifted her out of the water. She was so light; she couldn’t have weighed more than 80 to 90lbs soaking wet. Jack’s eyes went wide after she got out of the water. Her too-tight green swimsuit became nearly transparent. He clearly could see her small pink nipples and her smooth slit through her suit.

“What? Is something wrong?” she asked, innocently.

“Your swimsuit is nearly invisible.”

“Oh yeah. Sorry about that, it’s a little worn. Mom says I shouldn’t go swimming in it when other people are around. I didn’t think about it. I’m sure you don’t mind,” she said with a wink.

“Uh ... no, it’s ok. Accidents happen.” Grabbed his towel to cover his growing erection while pretending to dry himself off. Chelsea wrapped her towel around her back and laid down to let the sun do it. Her body was mostly on display for the older man. Jack knew he had to get the hell out of there.

“Uh, sorry Chelsea, I have to go use the washroom. I’ll see you later.” He took off up the stairs with his towel wrapped around his waist. He got to his room and slammed the door, resting his back up against it.

‘Holy shit’, he thought to himself. He stripped off his swim trunks and started masturbating thinking about the nearly naked girl outside. He peaked out his curtains and could still see her lying there in the sun, her female charms visible to his eyes. He stroked his cock looking at her tiny tits, her nipples like dimes with tiny pencil erasers on them. He looked lower to her tight slit with no visible hair on it. He wondered how tight she must be.

He imagined bending her over the bed and taking her from behind, shoving himself deep inside her wet little cunt, and pounding it while he toyed with her little bumps. Finally, he couldn’t take it anymore. His eyes still transfixed on the girl outside, he came all over the curtains and wall. His breathing returned to normal, he looked outside once more before walking away. He grabbed some toilet paper and did his best to clean up his jizz.

It was getting later in the afternoon, and he was starting to get hungry. He had passed a few food places several miles away, but he wondered if there was anything closer. He got dressed, picked up his car keys, and headed back out the door. He walked down the stairs and saw Chelsea packing up her towel to head inside.

“Hey Jack, you doing ok? You took off mighty quick,” she asked, curiously.

“Yeah, I’m ok. Just had to go, you know. I was wondering, where’s there a place to eat around here?”

“Um, well if you don’t want to go into town, there’s a diner a few miles up the road. Food’s pretty good, I’ve been told.”

“You’ve never been? What do you eat here?” Jack asked

“Mom picks up some stuff from town here and there. We have a little fridge and hot plate when she remembers.”

Jack wondered how often this girl ate, she was so skinny. He didn’t know why he said it but he asked, “Do you want to come with me and try it out, my treat?”

“Really? No joking?” her face lit up like a Christmas tree.

“Sure, you’ve been so nice to me, why not? But you should ask your mom if it’s ok.”

“She won’t care, she’s working overnight, tonight. I’ll get changed and meet you back here in five minutes.” She then ran to a room on the first floor and disappeared. Jack thought about the fact that Chelsea’s mom was probably never home. It made sense but that must be rough on the girl. He pondered what her life must be like out here when she reappeared dressed in a white spaghetti strap top and short black skirt. His erection almost came back just looking at her.

She bounced over and hugged him as she beamed with excitement. Jack asked her why she was so energized. She said she was looking forward to being in a fancy car like his. She’d only been in older, broken-down cars as that was all her family could ever afford. Jack beeped the doors with his fob and she climbed into the passenger seat. She was amazed at all the buttons, dials, and digital displays inside the car.

He had her buckle her seatbelt before leaving and looking over he could see she wasn’t wearing anything under her shirt. He asked which way, she pointed him in the direction, and they were off. Jack cranked the A/C to cool off the car from sitting in the sun while Chelsea played with the radio until she found a channel she liked. They drove for about 10 minutes before the sign for the diner was in view. Jack looked over and the cold air had made Chelsea’s nipples hard, poking out against the thin material.