Note: this is the story I told you about, co-authored with Jack of Roughwords. You will notice that the POV changes back and forth between us. We start out with Jack….
I was on a business trip, staying in a beautiful hotel and not expecting to do anything but go up to my room and go to sleep. Little did I know I would soon be fingering some incredible girl in the hallway, her big tits pressed against me and her sweet little mouth chirping moans into my ear as we waited to get caught.
We’d met in the elevator 15 minutes before. Some drunk guy was trying to kiss her and practically mauled her in the hallway; she looked over at me and mouthed “Help!”
Jerk. The “best man” just wouldn’t quit! Grabby hands trying to get me, rubbery lips trying to kiss me. I couldn’t take it anymore; I left the ballroom to seek an escape. Like an oasis there stood the Businessman. We locked eyes and I saw …..something….and I headed right for him with a desperate look in my eyes and said “Help!” silently.
As if I knew him, I strutted over to him and snaked my hands around his neck and whispered “Kiss me now, ask questions later”. Oh did he deliver. What other favors could I ask him for? The immediate sexual chemistry and tension between us made it almost obvious to the Best Man that he had groped the wrong girl. Businessman growled off a few menacing words accompanied by wandering hands which hammered the point home.
I followed Businessman into the elevator to thank him further. His eyes, his skilled lips and hands, that deep gravelly voice all just practically begged for some true showing of gratitude. I’m happy to oblige.
I held out my hand and purred “Thank you for all your help. My name is Lilly. You simply must let me thank you properly sometime.” Without words he pulled me to him and forcefully kissed me.
She let out a little yelp when I pushed her against the door of my suite. Her eyes moved back and forth checking the hallway in both directions for anyone approaching. I kissed her neck and made a fist in the fabric of her dress, slowly pulling it up until my fingers found the smoothness of her stockings and then the sweet feel of her skin just above where they ended.
She gasped when we heard the ding of the elevator. I moved my hand up until I felt heat and wet silk. Her lip trembled as we watched an older couple turn from the elevator without even seeing us and walk down the hallway in the opposite direction.
“Should I stop?” I growled into her ear. My fingers found the edge of her panties and I pushed them aside and twisted my finger into the soaking wetness of her. She shook her head and I sank one finger in.
There’s chemistry and then there’s spontaneous combustion. I had never felt an attraction so immediate, so strong. Our lips came together passionately once we were alone in the elevator; his hands exploring my body and capturing me against him. He pulled back and with one long look, said it all. I was a goner.
I knew what he had to offer, he knew what I would give. I tentatively hit the button for my floor, 4, but was locked in heated exploration and ignored the open doors when we arrived, forgoing it for his floor, 10.
He pinned me up against the wall outside his door and stared at me as if waiting for an answer. I grabbed his tie and brought him to me for another kiss. “What the fuck am I doing??” I wondered to myself as things quickly spiraled out of my control and into his.
I am exposed, we could get caught, please expose more, they’re going to see us!, touch me right there, smack me harder…..someone’s there. Fuck. Yes.
I turned her around to the wall and pulled her hands behind her. Taking off my tie I slipped it around her wrists and tied them together. I pulled up her skirt and hungrily grabbed the thickness of her ass.
“Damn, I wanted to fucking grab your ass since the minute I saw you.”
She said nothing, just panted and gasped for air.
I moved to the side and smacked her ass hard. The sound echoed down the hallway. I pulled her panties down and felt her naked skin, the spot where I spanked her already getting red. I spanked it again and the sound was even louder. I knew I couldn’t keep her out here for long; we would probably get thrown out of the hotel.
I kicked her legs apart and moved my finger down the crack of her ass. She was so wet that the minute my finger touched the lips of her cunt one of my fingers slipped right in. Her body tightened and she groaned.
I heard a latch, then the squeak of an old door opening. The door just opposite my door opened and I turned around to see a guy in his thirties who I recognized from one of my meetings. He was there for the same conference I was. He was looking right at me, my finger still in her.
I didn’t really meet his eyes. Lilly looked back when I stopped fingering her and her body became tense.
I turned back around and ignored our little audience of one; I was too far gone to give a shit. It only made me hungrier. Jack slid the card into the door and unlocked while I remained standing the hallway and facing the wall trying so hard to regain a little composure.
He grabbed the silky restraint he fashioned and literally jerked me into the room, backwards, while I stared at the lurker with passion-glazed eyes. Jack didn’t close the door all the way. Neither did I, I didn’t care at that point; I simply needed to be consumed. I needed a witness to my consumption.
I beckoned the lurker to watch with a half-cocked smirk under hooded eyes. Jack whipped me around and threw me on the bed face first, exposed ass in the air towards the door.
To be continued………part 2 will post on Monday