(Copyright 2001. All rights reserved).
All events and characters are fictitious.
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Dave pulled Marianne to him as the lift doors closed behind them. He looked deep into her eyes for a moment then lowered his lips to hers. He heard her moan deep inside. Her lips opened and her tongue pushed out to meet his own. The tips fenced then caressed and explored. His hands felt her shoulder blades, his fingers her spine then finally clamped tightly onto her ass cheeks.
She ground her pubic bone against his hard on. Pulling back slightly so they only just touched then pushing back against him hard as his fingers probed between her buttocks.
They broke their kiss. He smiled down at her.
"Can we go to your room?" He asked.
"Presuming a little, aren't we?" She replied.
"I'm sorry." Dave breathed into her hair. "At least can I walk you to your door?"
"I think I could allow that."
He wasn't going to try and force himself upon her. This was something new for her. Every man she'd ever kissed before had taken it that it had implied they would be fucking her shortly. For a moment she didn't know what to do.
Should she give in to the screams coming from her insides? She could thank him politely and agree to meet him again next day. She would have no option there as they were flying down to Munich together in the afternoon.
The lift came to a halt and the doors hissed open. Tim, the security team leader was standing talking to two of his men and a member of the hotel security team. He smiled at them as they left the lift and walked to Marianne's door.
"Are you coming to bed?" A harsh voice called out to them from a doorway further up the corridor.
They both turned their heads to see Lorraine standing in by the entrance to her room wearing a short nightdress with her hands on her hips.
"I'm going to bed." Marianne snapped back. "Alone."
She looked up into Dave's face. She could feel his prick hard against her hip.
"Will I see you tomorrow?" She asked gently.
She could see the look of disappointment spread across his face. Then he smiled.
"Of course." He kissed her on the forehead. "Sleep well."
A brush of her lips with his lips and he was gone. There he was striding back towards the lift. She watched his back. Then she watched his ass cheeks. The screaming inside her was rising to a crescendo. 'Come back.' She wanted to shout. The lift door was opening and he was stepping inside. 'Don't listen to me. Come back.' Her body urged. The doors closed on his smile and his slightly raised hand.
"He's gone now." Lorraine said from her side.
"Fucking leave me alone." She hissed at her and, stepping into her room locked the door behind her.
Dave rubbed his prick through his jeans to relieve the pressure as the lift carried him to the next floor. The doors opened with their customary hiss and he stepped into the corridor. Two security men approached him then relaxed and stood aside as he was recognised.
He nodded to them as he passed and walked to the door of his room. He stopped with his hand on the knob and listened to the sounds of giggling coming from Mike's room opposite. There was a lot of giggling. He thought he could hear two male voices. It must be Jeff and Mike teaming up with the four girls. He thought. He briefly considered going in and rescuing Frankie but would she thank him and she was old enough.
He considered for slightly longer going in and joining in. No, he wouldn't. Strange. That side of it was loosing its appeal. He thought back to that morning and the girl he'd fucked. It nagged him that he couldn't remember her name. It nagged him more now he thought of it that she hadn't even turned her head to see who it was who was fucking her. It was that meaningless to her. Just another cock inside her. As it had been just another cunt to him.
He stepped into his room and closed the door behind him, shutting out the sounds from across the corridor.
Well, they sounded as if they were enjoying themselves.
He stripped naked and stood beneath the shower. That felt better. Wrapping a towel around himself he went back into the bedroom and poured himself a Jack Daniel's from the bottle on the side. Switching on the bedside table light and switching off the main lights he sat crossed legged on the bed and sipped at his drink.
He closed his eyes and Marianne's features appeared before him. She was a nice looking girl. She'd been around a bit. He knew that. Mike always reckoned he'd fucked her once. But then Mike reckoned he'd fucked everyone, even Nat.
He imagined what Marianne would look like naked. She wasn't over full up top but she had a flat stomach and nice, rounded ass cheeks. She had a very pretty face. It was smiling at him now. He could feel his lips moving to smile back.