Another night another hotel room door. You're used to it by now of course, I was. Once again, the routine was similar even if the context wasn't. Once again, I was outside Taylor's door. The difference was that, as promised, I had Cara with me dressed up, bright, eager and ready to enjoy herself.
She'd been right. Taylor had taken a day but then she'd tried to call me. I had to ignore them at first then plead the fact I was booked as an excuse. It was all true. Cara had made sure she booked my evenings and I'd not risked doing anything else. It meant that unfortunately I was sure Taylor was annoyed by now. It also meant I was hard and aching myself already. No sex in a week when you're used to it, will do that do you.
Cara though, was bubbling. She had dressed up more now and prepared ahead. She led the way carrying a bag and wearing a small sleek little black number. When we reached Taylor's door, she made sure I kept to one side out of the way as she approached and knocked slowly. It didn't take long and then Cara was talking to Taylor as she appeared.
"Taylor. Good to see you here tonight. I thought I'd stop by to see how you were. You know, see if you'd been sending out any more presents recently." She added, softly leaning against the entrance.
"As it happens, not really, no." Taylor murmured back softly.
"Ah a shame." Cara teased her. "No more gifts, no more I don't know...sending certain gifts to visit people then? No temptation to try some yourself?" She continued smiling as she spoke.
"No, I can't say I have." Taylor repeated. "Look Cara, can we have this conversation inside rather than on the doorstep?" She muttered while Cara just smiled.
"We can do that. This kind of thing is much better done inside. You see I thought after your gift then every good turn deserves another. I thought to myself what should I do for Taylor? What would be really nice? That'd she'd get a lot of fun from? Then it struck me. If Taylor won't come to see the show, why not bring the show to her? So, I did." She added, clearly enjoying herself.
Taylor knew her well enough. "What have you done Cara?" She murmured back.
"Oh, you know nothing too much, I just thought I'd put on a little show for you, a performance if you will." She was grinning now as she spoke. "So, I brought a friend." She reached out and took my arm pulling me into sight. Taylor's gaze flicked towards me, her face unreadable.
"Say hello to Taylor." She told me. Inwardly I sighed. But I dipped my head towards Taylor. "Hello Taylor." I murmured softly.
She shook her head, lips pursed but then glancing either side of us she stepped back giving us room to enter. She didn't want this to be a conversation to be had on her doorstep clearly. Cara gratefully skipped inside pulling me with her.
"I thought you'd appreciate a gift like this one." She chuckled again, moving through the suite. "So where do you want us?" She teased her. "The bedroom? Or would you rather we stayed out here for now." She set her bag down and led me forward, her hands sliding down over the front of me.
"You'll like this Taylor. I booked him after we finished the call last week. I wanted to make sure by the time we got to today he would be suitably worked up. A week with nothing else going on means I'm sure he is feeling pretty hungry right now. It feels like it, or maybe it's you." She shot Taylor a grin, her hand sliding down over the front of my body until her fingers were tracing the outline of my erection.
Up and down, she ran them lightly along the length of my cock. Her free hand reached up, snaked around my head and pulled me forwards into a kiss. She let go of my cock and ran her hands along my chest. A sound escaped her lips as she touched me, just tracing across my body with her fingertips. It was light and teasing and already my body was aching. Then she broke away and slowly turned around, so her back was facing me instead of just leaning into my body.
"Where did we start last time? Remind me again." She murmured softly. "Ah, I think it was something like this." She murmured with a smile.
She reached and grasped my hands, still teasing my mouth with her lips as she placed them on her hips. I squeezed them, gripping her tightly and holding her against me briefly before I moved them up, stroking across her back and rubbing over her muscles, kneading and pressing as I went.
The kisses were light, and teasing using her teeth and tongue to playfully nip me as I held her. Slowly I let my hands slide back down over her body to her hips and then around to grip her rear, squeezing it. I pulled her against me grinding against her belly, my erection sliding against her.