Another in my fictionalized stories of the past. The names have been changed to protect the - well, not innocent, no one involved was innocent.
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know its last minute - r u around tonight? gotta see the penthouse they gave me.
No response. I'd texted about a half hour ago, so decided it was time for sleep. Then my phone vibrated.
Which hotel?
Sixty LES.
really? right around the corner! 15?
in the bar.
Lexi was a companion I'd gotten to know when in NYC on business. I hadn't arranged anything beforehand - last minute trip, meetings would go late. But I'd been this hotel alot, they were booked up, the woman at the front desk was nice, upgraded me to a penthouse.
Lexi liked to be tied up but I hadn't brought stuff with me since I wasn't expecting to see anyone. Guess we'd have to find something else to do.
"Hey- nice surprise!"
"Better for me - what're you doing out so late?"
"Literally up the block with some friends, having some drinks. Guess I could have one more..."
Lexi was small like a gymnast, dirty blonde pixie cut. She was smart, overeducated, bored with her real job, escorted for fun. I tried to see her as often as I could and could afford. She took off her coat, ordered, went to the bathroom.
She came back, wicked gleam in her eye. When she sat down next to me, she gave me a peck on the cheek, put something down on the bar. After a toast, I saw remote control.
"What kind of night were you having?"
"Nothing like that - keep it with me to make work bearable - though you might ...."
Hit the button, she jumped. "I'm not the one who's going to enjoy..."
We drank, caught up on our lives, the vibrator on, off, up, down. After a bit, she rotated the stool, bit then whispered in my ear. "Enough of this, I was already kinda horny from your text. Pay the damn bill."
On the elevator, she leaned in, kissed me. I wrapped arms around her, sliding hands down, pulled her up to her toes by her ass. We barely noticed when the door opened, had to hit the button an extra time to get off.
"Holy crap - what the hell did you do to deserve this?"
"I know - why I had to reach out." The penthouse was two stories, a large sitting area with a view of lower Manhattan through floor to ceiling windows, full bar, complimentary champagne, bedroom up on a balcony. Lexi sashayed over to the bar while I settled into the couch.
"You are one lucky boy."
"Mostly 'cause you're here." She laughed, brought back glasses and the bottle. We toasted, wandered around the space. It was cold, but we went onto the balcony briefly, where I turned the remote back on.
"Ohhhh, forgot about that."
I pulled her close, kissed her, turned it up all the way as she shook a little in my arms.
"Back inside - too cold." She peeled her tight dress up over her head revealing a lovely back, red panties, no bra. Looking back over her shoulder, "You called on a good night, was thinking of picking up someone..."
I grabbed her from behind, kissed the side, back of her neck, running hands up, down, across stomach, breasts, rising one to warp around her neck, the other down between legs. She leaned back into me, let out a deep breath.
"Oh, that's good. Mmmmm..." I could feel the thrumming of the vibrator, wetness, finding her clit. "Oh god, like that, so good....hmmm...."
I bent her over the back of the couch, used knees to hold her legs open, pushing panties down around ankles. I removed the vibrator, pushed two fingers into her wetness.
"If you keep that up, I'm going to cum."
"That's the idea." She laughed. I shifted my hand, two fingers in, two rubbing her clit, thumb reaching just below her anus for a better grip, to create more pressure. In, out, around slowly, Lexi moaned, shifted, pushed back against my hand, legs. I rotated my hand again, two fingers now finding, rubbing her g-spot.
"Oh yeah, right there, right there...keep going. Just like that....yesssss, ummmmmm....."
She arched, bucked, arms stretched out above her head, cushions crushed by fists. I kneeled, placed my face between her legs, dove in from behind. Pinned against the couch, she reached back. I grabbed wrists, pulled her onto my mouth as I licked, sucked.
In between mouthfuls, I said "There are so many things I'd like to tie you to - but I don't have any supplies. Sorry."
"I was a girl scout, remember?"
Releasing her, she smiled, walked to her bag, pulled out condoms, lube, some sash cord. "Stopped at Duane Reed for protection - thought we might need this."
I grabbed her waist, kissed her hard, deep. "I knew there was a reason I liked you."
