On Thursday night, Nick and Sarah had dinner in the dining room of his hotel. A number of people waved or smiled at them as they ate and they realized they were the center of attention for the moment. The conversation centered around the project and his plans for the next week, although neither of them were really interested in the subject. When the waiter brought the desert menu, Nick looked at Sarah.
"Would you rather be desert than eat it?"
"Yes, please, but how do we manage that with all this attention?"
"We part company in the lobby and then you come in from the parking lot and take the lift up to my room. If we're lucky, no one will spot you and they'll think we separated after dinner."
"I'd really like to try it but there are about a million butterflies in my stomach right now. I've never done anything like this before."
"Me either. All the same, it's either we do something like that or we wait until tomorrow night. I'd really like a repeat of last night if you're up for it."
"Mmmmm, absolutely. Last night was grand. OK, I'll pretend to leave you in the lobby and walk out to my car. I'll drive away and come directly into the parking garage about fifteen minutes later. Will that work?"
"It should. When you come in the back door, go directly to the lift. I'll leave my room door open so you're not in the hallway any longer than necessary. You should probably stay while I sign the check and we can walk out to the lobby together. Ready? Let's go."
He signed the dinner check and left it on the table. They rose and walked out of the dining room with Sarah walking just ahead of him. In the lobby, they had a few words about the next day's work, then he turned and walked away.
Sarah turned in the other direction and walked out the front door to her car. She drove away, watching the rear view mirror just in case, and turned the corner. Two blocks down the street, she pulled over to he curb and parked. She counted to one hundred, then backed out of her parking space and made a U- turn, heading back towards the hotel. The entrance to guest parking was on the near side of the hotel so she didn't have to pass the front door again.
A few minutes later, she was parked in the garage on the second floor and again waited for a count of one hundred, this time to settle her nerves. She got out of her car, walked to the walkway connecting the hotel to the parking structure, and waited for the lift. It was empty and she breathed a sigh of relief as she got on and pushed the button for Nick's floor, overnight bag hanging from her shoulder. When she got off, she immediately strode to his door and pushed it open, slipping inside and quickly closing the door behind her.
"Whew. I'm not cut out for detective work, boss, this watching to see if you're being watched is too much for me."
She was leaning against the door when she said this and he quickly closed the distance between them. When he reached her, he pulled her into his arms and kissed her hungrily, wrapping his arms around her tightly. She responded in kind and pressed herself to him.
"You'd make a great spy, Sarah, an adrenalin rush is almost as good as sex."
"Almost is right. Nick, I'm so hot and so horny. Fuck me, please, I'm really ready for you this time."
"Slow down, Sarah, we have all night. Let's dim the lights and put on some music. We have to let our dinner settle a little before we get energetic, don't you think?"
He adjusted the lights and started a tape playing. The music was sensuous and she began swaying as she listened. He took a seat on the edge of the bed and watched in fascination as she began to dance for him, weaving her body this way and that, lowering her eyes seductively and smiling at him. As the dance continued, she began the slow strip she usually reserved for Julie and he enjoyed every minute.
She kicked her shoes off, then very slowly removed her blouse. When he started to unbutton his shirt, she warned him to sit still and enjoy the show. She would take care of his garments in due time. He relaxed in answer to her request and watched attentively. In a short while, she removed her bra, allowing her breasts to sway in full view and very close to him. He reached for them but she danced away, smiling.
Minutes later, her skirt fell to the floor and she wore only her bikini panties. Now she came close to him and pushed him back on the bed, straddling his torso and waving her breasts in his face. He reached up to touch her and she allowed him access to her breasts. His fingertips traced the aerola around her nipples and slid over the distended nipples without really grabbing them. She shuddered at his touch and closed her eyes as she leaned back, thrusting her chest forward towards him.
He pulled her closer and kissed her left nipple. He pursed his lips and sucked it into his mouth and she gasped. He toyed with the hardened nipple with his tongue, then repeated the procedure on the other nipple. After a few minutes of this teasing, she straightened up and sat still, looking at him. In a moment, she lifted herself off his torso and moved aside, stripping off her panties.
Kneeling next to him, she unbuttoned his shirt then loosened his belt and began pushing his pants and underpants down his legs. He raised his hips to assist her, lightly caressing her at the same time. With his clothes removed, she began a detailed examination of his cock and balls. This was her first real opportunity to explore this wonderful tool and she was determined to take full advantage of it.
First, she wrapped her hand around the girth of his hard shaft and marveled at the size. She leaned down and kissed the head of his cock, tasting a little of his pre-cum, and discovered that she liked the taste. Next, she toyed lightly with his balls, having been warned that men's balls were very sensitive. As if on impulse, she ran her finger under his balls to the opening of his ass and watched in fascination as his cock seemed to grow and harden when she touched his asshole.
"Do you like that, Nick? It seems that your cock does."
