Search for some decent Clothes.

You look down at the bright orange prison uniform and decide you need something better to wear out in public. You would also like to find a phone and try calling the phone number you found. Perhaps it could shine a little light on your location and identity.

After quietly opening the door you glide out into the courtyard. Suddenly you are aware that you've shifted into a mode of stealth, almost as if you had been trained to move quietly and quickly. You head down the row of motel doors, twisting the knobs, on the third try you find one unlocked. You slip into the dark room, and listen for moment; nobody is there. Moving over to the bed you flip on the small lamp next to the bed. It flashes and the light bulb goes out again, reminding you it's a rundown motel. You are **** to use your night eyes in the darkness. You can barely make out the contents of the room. Around the room you see a suitcase, purse, and some clothes scattered about. You think it looks like somebody had stripped in a hurry. The room is occupied by two double beds, a small table by the window and two chairs.

You immediately check out the suitcase and purse. You find the suitcase is full of women's clothing, nothing of interest. The purse has four hundred and eighty dollars in it. Perfect, you need some cash to get through the night. A thought goes through your head that currency is one of three things needed to survive in an urban environment. The other two are a concealed weapon and knowledge of the local languages. You shake your head as if wondering where the hell that just came from.

As You're about to leave the room you hear the door knob begin to turn. Without even thinking you drop to the floor and slide under the far bed. You watch as a woman enters the room, at first all you can see are her feet and legs. She hits the switch and the main overhead light comes on, making the room very bright. You hear her breathing hard like she has been exercising. The woman walks around to the edge of the bed opposite from you. Now you can fully see her, it is a small dark haired woman in a royal blue sports bra and black spandex running shorts. She is sweating lightly, and her face is flushed red from her run. She picks up the phone on the bedside table; she doesn't make a call, so you figure she must be checking messages.

Then she pulls the sports bra up and over her head in one fluid motion. Her tits are nice, not real big, but capped with pointed dark nipples and small round aureoles. She rubs her hands across her them, causing her nipples to stiffen into hard points. You hear a little sigh as she pulls her nipples. Your cock roars back to full erection, and you wonder again what is making your cock so responsive. You reach down and start rubbing your erection through the fabric of the orange coveralls.

The woman kicks off her spandex running shorts, leaving her naked except for her shoes. She continues to pinch and rub her hard nipples, now swollen and fully erect. She runs her right hand down towards her furry snatch, rubbing up and down her labia, moaning softly. You are in a perfect position to watch her masturbate, as your eyes are right in line with her cunt. She closes her eyes and increases her finger work on her cunt. You continue to touch your cock through your coveralls, it tingles with anticipation.

The woman lies back on the bed, spreading her legs wide, you can see the pink of her twat as she finger fucks herself. Her fingers are wet and shiny with her cunt juice, and she is moaning and rocking her hips slightly. You unzip the coveralls and allow your hard cock to spring forth. Gripping it tightly you jerk it a few times and bring yourself to orgasm. You cock spurts long sticky threads of cum onto the orange fabric covering your stomach. You bite your tongue to keep from moaning in pleasure. Luckily the woman is so busy with her own cunt that she wouldn't notice a little rustling.

The woman brings herself to climax a minute later, you can see her hips start to buck like she is humping back against a cock fucking her. She rubs her clit vigorously and moans loudly as she pleasures herself. She lays there for a moment, idly stroking her now sopping pussy. Her pubic hair is wet and matted, her labia is swollen and engorged revealing the pink inside of her cunt.

Then she stands up kicking off her shoes as she heads towards the bathroom. You hear the toilet flush, then the shower starts to run. You count to 100 then you slide back out from under the bed. You walk passed the bathroom and can see her naked form behind the fogged shower glass. You consider for a moment surprising her and giving her a good fucking, but you still aren't ready for that. Your cock is still rock hard, even after your recent orgasm, but you try not to think with your cock.

You go to the phone and pull out the piece of paper with the phone number on it. You dial the number but unsuccessfully you receive a busy signal. Nothing seems to be going easy for you tonight? Then before you leave you put all the money except twenty dollars back into the purse. That will hold you for a little while you think, and you feel bad taking all her money. Besides, she put on a great show.
You close and lock the door behind you as you enter the courtyard again.