It's 5:12am according to the glowing red light on the alarm clock in my hotel room. My eyes are awake, coffee is a thing now. I wander downstairs to the common area, stand in line, and as I rub my eyes I drop my key card.
I bend down to pick it up completely forgetting how I'm dressed. Short comfy shorts, T shirt with no bra. Hovering at the crest of my ass, I feel the heat of a body. When I stand up and turn my head slightly, I see a man in my peripheral vision standing rather close. Nearly pressing up against me. Oddly, I didn't feel it to be an intrusion. He smelled so good, turning me on as I step up to pour my coffee.
Again, as I'm standing there at the counter, I feel him there. His presence, that slight graze over my shorts. My clit starts throbbing, teasing me in my arousal. As I turn to leave, we meet eyes and exchange a small smile before I walk away.
I take my time, just slowly strolling down the hall.
When I reach the elevator, he's caught up, coffee in hand he slips into the elevator with me. We ride in silence but my head is racing.
"DING" The doors open.
He smiles and gestures, so I exit right towards the direction of my room. I walk slowly, anticipating he'll say something.
Nothing.
I round the corner and suddenly I feel a grasp on my arm. Stern hands push me from behind, my face and breasts pressed against the wall.
Coffee spills hitting the floor.
I smell him. That intoxicating scent my senses reacted to is familiar. I welcome it as it stokes my lust. I feel his right hand move around my waist and dip below the waistband of my shorts, my legs instinctively opened further letting his fingers slither into my crevasse. His left hand cups my breast, massaging and tweaking my nipple.
I close my eyes and arch my back as much as I can manage while he pumps my pussy. His breath at my ear, almost taunting me, knowing just how much it affects me.
"Mmm, so wet." He growls.
"What a good girl." He continues.
"Does your hot little pussy like this stranger's touch?" He asks.
