Separately, we both begged off early after only one drink, saying we were headed back to our respective rooms. We had said polite hellos earlier but were in separate groups at dinner and afterward. Earlier that day you had given me an envelope with your key and room number. The note inside said 8:30.
When I enter the room, it is in half-darkness with only the light from a lamp in the corner. You are waiting, facing a wall with your palms on the wall above your head. You do not move as I enter and I walk up behind you. My hands trace the outlines of your body. With your head inclined to the wall and your forehead touching it, I kiss your neck. I tell you, you look lovely. You do not turn your head but you whisper, "Thank you Master."
You are wearing a sheer black full length robe, belted at the waist. I can see through the transparent fabric that you are wearing a waist cincher and black stockings. The pale skin of your bare back and buttocks are plainly visible. You are not wearing a bra or panties. You are balanced on the stiletto heels of plain black pumps with pointed toes. My hands move more aggressively to cup your breasts and your bare pussy. I tell you to spread your legs and you try to do so but it is awkward on your high heels. My finger slips between your lower lips. I bring it to your mouth so you can taste yourself and then push it deep into your vagina. My fingers trace up between the cheeks of your ass to the plug lodged in your tight little hole.
"I hope that is well lubricated," I whisper. "I will certainly be using it later."
Turning you around by the shoulders, I take your head in my hands and kiss you. Our mouths try to devour each other. I pull away and say, "Don't move. I want to enjoy looking at you for a few minutes."
I pull up the desk chair and sitting in front of you I look you up and down. You do not dare cover your body and it takes some self-control to just rest your palms against the wall behind you. You turn you head to the side because you know you are not allowed to directly met my gaze with your eyes.
"Open the robe, slut."
You untie the belt and pull the robe a few inches apart.
For a few minutes I simply enjoy looking at your breasts now only half covered by the robe. The material is sheer enough that your nipples are clearly visible. Your bare pussy is now entirely uncovered and framed by the bottom of the waist cincher and the edge of the dark tops of your stockings.
"Turn your head back to the front. I want to get a good look at you."
You turn back in my direction but you drop your gaze. You see me stand and walk up to you again. You do not look up.
"Your makeup is perfect. I love the red lips and dark eye shadow. Not too much, very sophisticated but sexy. Too bad the lipstick is not going to last very long."
I move my mouth to yours and our tongues dance against each other in our open locked mouths. I squeeze your breasts and pinch and pull your nipples. One of your hands pulls me to you and the other moves to my cock still covered by my trousers.
