Author's note 1: This piece is a sequel to an earlier story, "Desperate Measures: The Baller." If you have not read the aforementioned "Desperate Measures: The Baller," then it may be a good idea to read that one first. All of the background information on the characters and the circumstances of their interactions are established in the earlier submission. This story picks up the day after the events in the previous piece.
Author's note 2: This story is a Romance, but it contains elements of NonConsensual/Reluctance, Exhibitionist/Voyeur, and Anal sex. The sexual content is pervasive and explicit. Anyone who finds these subjects offensive or who prefers sex in the background would be better off clicking back to the index and finding another story to read.
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The front desk called Sergio's room at 7:55 a.m. to advise him of a visitor. After confirming her identity, the hotel employee gave Yesenia an electronic pass card and directed her to the VIP elevator. She slid the card through the reader, punched the button for the twenty-fourth floor, and rode the glass-encased car to the top of the hotel. Yesenia exited, turned left, and scanned the hallway for room 2424. She found the door, knocked, and then waited.
"Good morning!" Sergio said, welcoming her into his room. "Did you bring my automobile?"
"I parked
my
car with the valet. Here's the ticket."
"
Gracias, mi amor, gracias
."
"De nada, Senor."
Sergio took the ticket from Yesenia, tucked it into his shirt pocket, and gave Yesenia a thorough once-over. Standing in her navy blue scrubs, white lab coat and sneakers, and with her hair pulled back in a tight ponytail, Yesenia presented a professional profile in stark contrast to the cut off shorts, bikini top and wild hair she sported the previous day. The baggy scrub pants obscured her curvaceous backside, while the lab coat made her ample breasts all but disappear. The conservative make-up adorning her face completed the transformation from slutty playground tease to health care professional.
"
Dulcita
, aren't you professional today? If I weren't expecting your visit, I probably wouldn't have recognized you. I hope you didn't cause the front desk to believe that I am ill. The concierge can be overly helpful at times."
"I'm on my way to work."
"Are you a doctor, Yesenia?"
"I'm a nurse--a private, home nurse."
"I'm impressed."
"Thank you. I worked hard to get where I am. Now let's hurry up and get this over with so that I'm not late for work--drop your pants."
"Not so fast, my pretty little nurse. It would be my pleasure to become knowing you better. I've ordered breakfast from room service. Come and join me on the terrace, where we can enjoy this beautiful morning sunshine."
"I told you, I have to get to work."
"Would you like some coffee, at least?
"You aren't listening. I don't have time."
"Is there anything I can get for you? A mimosa? Orange juice? A
pastelito
? Some berries and cream?"
"Ha ha. I get it--berries and cream. Did you forget to mention your banana?"
"No, no, I meant fresh strawberries and sweetened creme. The kitchen here has the biggest, freshest, sweetest strawberries I've ever seen. They are delicious."
"Look, Sr. de la Cruz, I have to get to work. I'm only here because you hustled Russell out of my car, and you're making me suck your dick so I can drive it. Now let's conclude this disgusting business of ours so I can get out of here and get where I need to be."
"Alright, alright, Yesenia, let's get started. But first, I'm going to need for you to remove your clothes."
"What?"
"You heard me. Your clothes--take them off."
"Why?"
"Because I want to see all of you. You have beautiful breasts and your skin is like cinnamon and honey. You tantalize me. I want to see all of your beauty."
"Sr. de la Cruz!"
"
Si.
" Sergio bowed.
"You ... you're overstepping the boundaries. I'm not here by choice, you know. You humiliated me yesterday in front of the entire park, and I am left with the impression that you intend to continue humiliating me for the foreseeable future. I'll do what I have to do, but I will only go so far with you. I'm with Russell, and he's the only man who gets to see my naked body."
"Yesenia, I am try to be patient with you, but my patience has limits. You have two options. You can take off your clothes this instant, or you can turn around and leave before I have hotel security remove you. The choice is yours, but you need to make that choice immediately."
Yesenia's eyes started to water, but she was determined not to cry again. She set down her purse, took off her lab coat, and kicked off her shoes. She pulled her scrub pants to the floor, pulled the top over her head, and then stood before Sergio in her bra and panties with her head tilted downward. She realized that bowing her head was a form of submission, so she lifted her chin and looked into Sergio's sparkling blue eyes.
"Very nice," Sergio said. "Now finish."
Yesenia dropped her head, reached behind her back, and unhooked her bra. She let it fall to the floor, and then pushed her panties to her ankles. She stood in the center of the room--nude except for the white anklets on her feet. She raised her arms in an effort to cover her naked breasts and pussy, but when she realized that she couldn't hide all her assets she feigned defiance by standing with her arms hanging to her sides.
Sergio leered at her front side, and then directed her to spin around in a slow circle. His eyes devoured Yesenia's round, bulbous buttocks, soft belly, and thick, muscular legs. Her nipples were at full attention, and a sheen of perspiration was forming between her pendulous breasts. Her thick black bush was trimmed to a small patch above her slit, but that patch was surrounded by visible stubble. Looking closer, Sergio detected a hint of nectar moistening her pink and grey nether lips.
Despite the cool temperature in the hotel room, Yesenia felt a warm wave wash over her body. She could smell her own arousal rising from her pussy, and she guessed that Sergio could also. A hot flash exploded in her face as she processed that thought.
Compelled by the heat rising within her, and at the same time anxious to be done and on her way, Yesenia initiated the action. She stepped toward Sergio and reached for the drawstring on his white linen slacks. She pulled it, allowing the loose-fitting pants to drop to the floor. He wasn't wearing underwear. His cock sprang out, fully erect and ready for attention. Yesenia wrapped a hand around the base, dropped to her knees, and licked the shaft.
Sergio leaned forward, grabbed her by the pony tail, and pulled her head backward.
"Not today," he said. "Come with me."
"What's wrong? What did I do? Where are we going?"
"Outside. That's how you like it."
"Says you," she spat.
Sergio led Yesenia to a doorway and ushered her onto the balcony.
"What's up, boss?" a familiar voice greeted the two.
Yesenia turned and saw Jamal seated at a table with his breakfast. There were two more place settings, several dishes with steel covers over them, a pitcher of orange juice, a pot of coffee, a bucket of champagne, and a tray of fresh fruit. Yesenia's eyes widened as she covered her crotch with one hand and attempted to cover her breasts with the other.
"What's he doing here?" she shrieked.
"Mr. Walker works for me now," Sergio answered. "He is my gerbil."
"Gopher," Jamal corrected. "I'm your gopher."
Jamal looked at Sergio, diverting his eyes to avoid staring at Sergio's crotch. He glanced at Yesenia, taking in her lush curves while attempting to see past her protective arm placement.
"Right, gopher," Sergio said. "That is what I am mean."
"He's not staying out here," Yesenia snapped. "Jamal, you can take your plate and go inside now. Watch some TV."
"Mr. Walker is precisely where he needs to be," Sergio interrupted. "He is no going anywhere."
"I'm not..." Yesenia started.
"Then you're dismissed. Pick up your clothes and go."
"And my car?"
