I was going to be in Chicago for business, and saw Hotlips advertise on TER that she was going to be in town the week I would be there. I had seen her reviews before on my last visit to Chicago, and when I checked out her more recent reviews, I knew I had to meet this woman. One reviewer had referred to her as “feisty,” and I must admit, that intrigued me even more. I contacted her via email about a week before my arrival, and during our back and forth banter, I came to learn that we share some interesting intersections in our lives. This just added to the mystique and intrigue. The night before our rendezvous, I emailed her that I was in town, and I ended up calling her and we talked for a while like long lost friends. She even sent me a couple of pics so I knew who I would be spending time with. My oh my oh my, did she look nice! Very attractive and someone who I knew could get my motor running! At that point, it was just a matter of waiting 24 hours.
We texted a couple of times during the day, and she was flirty as hell and of course, I gave as good as I got. Finally, it was time. I drove to her very nice upscale hotel, just a short distance from where I was staying in the western burbs, and when I arrived, I called for her room number. On the ride up the elevator, I encountered two women returning from a workout, and it was all I could do to keep the stupid grin of excitement off my face. Finally, I walked to her door and knocked. Hotlips pulled open the door while standing behind it, and as I turned to look, saw her dressed in a blue satin whatever that just barely contained her huge breasts. Wow! Trust me guys, you have to see these breasts for yourself to believe them. We kissed and hugged and then sat down on her sofa. We started off just talking about common interests in the hobby, and I had no need to rush anything since I had scheduled 2 hours. While we were sitting, her breasts were almost falling out of the robe, and it was hard not to just stare at them. I was lightly stroking her bare leg while we talked, and I was definitely aroused and ready to go. Her skin is silky smooth and she is tan all over. At this point, one of us (I can’t remember which one - maybe we said it in unison) suggested retiring to the bedroom. As I got in there, she said I had way too many clothes on, so she proceeded to help me out of my pants. When I was down to just my skivvies, that’s when she first said hello to Mr. Johnson. Of course, her clothes were off in a flash too and that’s when I got to get a close up of the Mrs. Robinson twins. Truly stunning! When her breasts fell away, it was like a dam bursting. Just a great sight to behold. VIPs. . . . read on. Non VIPs. . . get off your ass and see this woman. Fair warning - she’s not a wall flower, but she’s fun as hell and will definitely put a bounce in your step as you leave her den of decadence.