Stay at the Neon Nights Motel Pt. 01 - Sex Stories

Stay at the Neon Nights Motel Pt. 01

Part 1

The rain was coming down hard. So hard that I considered getting off the road and staying at a motel until it died down. Which looked like it wasn't going to be soon. I had been driving on the road for about three hours now with about three hours still left on the trip. The trip was from Los Angeles to San Francisco to visit my sister. Who had just given birth to my first nephew. Since I was scared of flying, I chose to drive up North. It was the first time I had driven to San Francisco and honestly I was a bit nervous.

Using my phone I looked up a motel to stay at. Thankfully, one was close by. The Neon Nights Motel. I headed off the highway and drove down the nearly empty street. The roads were flooded everywhere, but thankfully the road to the motel wasn't too bad. It had a giant purple and blue neon sign that read Neon Nights Motel. I drove into the parking lot and turned off the engine in front of the lobby. My car was the only one in the parking lot, which made me wonder if it was even open.

I covered myself with my coat and headed into the lobby. Inside, it was nice and warm, but empty. Now, I was really wondering if it was open. But seeing as the door was unlocked it clearly was open. It made me wonder if a murder happened or something like that. I went to the counter and rang the bell. A few seconds later, the clerk walked out. He was a young guy, in his early twenties. Short brown hair, thin frame, tall. About six feet in height, but not taller than me. I stood at six feet two inches.

"Hello, sir," the man said in his soft voice, "It's really coming down out there, huh?"

A flash of lighting flickered through the room followed by a roar of thunder that shook the building. "Yeah, it really is. I wasn't expecting it to be this bad."

"It is an odd storm. They say it's something that only happens every hundred years or something."

"It certainly looks like a Roland Emmerich flick out there."

The young man laughed. "So, overnight stay, sir?" I gave him a nod. "Alright, you can pick whatever room. They are all empty."

"Really?" I said in shock, "You guys get a bad review or what?"

He shook his head, "No, the last person left today. It's been pretty dead since."

"I guess, I'll take room one," the man gave me the key to the room and I gave him the money to pay for it. Before I left, I turned to him and said, "What's your name?"

"Oh, Christopher, but you can call me Chris."

I smiled and said, "My name is Russel, nice to meet you, Chris. I hope you can get a good night's sleep."

"Same to you, Russel."

I walked inside the room soaking wet carrying one of my suitcases. A shower was probably the smart thing to do. The last thing I wanted was to get to my sister's with a cold. Speaking of her, I had to text her and tell her I was going to be coming late. Quickly, I sent her a text and she immediately replied saying, "Okay, be safe."

With that out of the way, I removed my wet clothes and headed into ...