While she got ready for him, she thought over his last text. He promised to coat her in his cum. She twitched just thinking about it. She tugged down her black dress and tried to remember what else she needed before she left.
The dress slid over her lace panties as she walked; only serving to further distract her and make the wet spot between her legs grow.
She fastened on the earrings he got her when they became "official", and fastened his chain to her wrist.
She walked quickly to the hotel, trying not to skip like a schoolgirl when she thought of what was waiting for her. She had been begging for his cum all week.
He would send her pictures of his hard cock, throbbing, with bulging veins and then his hand all covered in thick cum, it made her so wet and twitchy. "I bet you wish you could taste it, don't you baby? It is just going to waste without you here." That was Wednesday. Now it was Saturday night. He had been saving it ever since.
He promised her he would wait. "You are going to be coated in my cum. I am saving it all for you baby. I know how much you love it."
He would text her during the day, in meetings, when he knew she was busy with other things; he was relentless in his teasing. Reminding her. She was squirming in her chair all week. Perpetually wet.
She shook herself slightly and crossed the lobby with purpose, walking quickly with a detached bored expression her face. Or at least that is what she was going for. She felt her wetness sliding further and further down her thighs and it was all she could to keep her cool mask in place.
When she arrived at the door she knocked softly. She heard the lock tumble and click; He opened the door and beamed at her. He took a quick step into the hallway and took her up in his arms, squeezing her and lifting her off the ground a little. "There's my good girl." She melted a little when he said that and burrowed deeper into his neck.
She inhaled his scent, feeling giddy with what waited. "Are you ready to go in?" She nodded quickly. He stepped aside and gestured for her to enter. She stepped in and off to the left, waiting for him. Once the deadbolt turned and the chain clicked she began undressing.
She laid her clothes over the desk chair and sunk to her knees, her head up and her hands clasped behind her back, raising up her breasts and presenting her body for use.
He looked her over approvingly as he circled her slowly. "I have missed this body girl. I have missed you so much." She could see his cock was already rock hard through the outline of his jeans and he was squeezing it, gripping the shaft at different points, the veins in his forearm pulsed with each squeeze and she felt her clit twitch in response. "I know you are excited girl. Are you thinking about all this cum? I bet you want to taste it, don't you?"
He stepped forward and put his hands on her breasts, bending over to inspect them closely, pulling on the nipples, making them harden into sensitive, stiff little things. Again, her wetness deepened and she let out a little whimper.
She too had not been able to cum since Wednesday. Since Sir was abstaining, she was made to do so as well. She tried to be good and maintain her posture. But she was so cock hungry. She knew she just needed him to press on her pussy with his palm, flattening it to cover her clit and pubic bone. She tried desperately to maneuver to him, thrusting her hips forward, aching for the pressure.
He reached out and pinched the very tips of her nipples. It felt like fire, painful in the most exhilarating way. She winced. But again, her pussy and clit agreed and she felt even more desperate.
