Business trips take a lot out of me. The travel, the meetings, endless phone calls. Then the trip back home, it's exhausting. My routine has begun, it's 5:00am and I'm reading emails to get an idea of what my day is going to look like.
Last night's email update when I got in said there had been exposure at the office, so meetings would be virtual anyway. They sent the link and meeting agenda, of which I've already prepped for a bit last night. This could've been done at home, or at my own office. Not a great start to my day I thought.
I go down to the hotel café for some coffee and see you as I step up to the line. I only see your back, but I have an excellent view of your voluptuous form. Mmm, tall and curvy. Tone legs and manicured feet that would pair perfectly with some "fuck me" heels.
My eyes fixate on that nice round ass I'd love to sink my teeth into. Those shorts you have on are the right amount of tease to catch a glimpse of that curve that makes cock twitch to life.
Then, you drop your room key and when you bend down to pick it, I step in just a bit closer. Not touching, just hovering. To feel the heat, inhale the scent of you. Fuck if I wasn't on the hunt before, I certainly was now, and you are my prey.
My cock makes an involuntary movement as you turn slightly to see who's there. I know you can feel me, my presence lingering so close. When you step up for your coffee, you slowly prepare it how you like it. I pour mine and do the same as you slowly wandered off. Glancing over my shoulder, I can see you taking your time towards the elevator. You want me to catch up.
In the elevator, this sexual tension is so thick in the silence. When the doors open, I motion to you, and you smile as you exit. This isn't even my floor, so I pause for a moment. I could, NO, should go back to my room and prep for my meetings.
Fuck, that ass though. Now I can't stop thinking about how red and hot I want to make it under my hand from spanking it repeatedly. I step out the elevator and round the corner reaching out for your arm, jerking your coffee from your grasp, spilling it to the floor as I drop my own.
Mmm, pushing you up against the wall, your cheek and shoulder pinned there by your own weight for balance. With my body pressed against your back, I sink my right hand down into your shorts, my left sliding up your t-shirt to your left breast. Your nipple stiffens as I pinch and squeeze it.
My fingertips separate your slit, I can feel your moistened pussy just trembling.
"Mmm, Good girl. So wet for me already." I taunt..
I know this is what you need.
You're turned on with my assertiveness, you give yourself away whimpering softly through your shallow breathing. My expert fingers push inside your juicy cunt as you contract around them. Your body arches and you attempt to spread your legs open further.
My cock is so hard, I just want to fuck you right here like this. As I thrust my fingers inside harder, I whisper in your ear.
"You're just a little slut aren't you?"
"Letting a stranger finger fuck you like this. Mmm, tell me. Say it. Are you my little slut?"
Through your panting, you moan out a frail, "Yes!"
You awkwardly reach back inside my pants to grope my cock, so desperate to feel it throbbing and rock hard. Your needy plea of "fuck me" is almost so innocent on your lips.
"Not yet." I scold.
I can feel your hunger. You're gripping around my fingers so tight. Does my salacious little slut need to cum. Does this hot little pussy need to explode? Hmm?" I growl against your neck.
A door is heard closing around the corner and I draw my hand back from your shorts, licking my fingers clean as I bend down to the empty coffee cups. You turn away from the wall to look at me, your sweet pussy permeates my senses, your eyes look down at me screaming of lust.
