The lift pinged and came to a halt. Mike glanced up without breaking their kiss and saw it was the 10th floor. He gently manoeuvred Becca towards the doors as they opened, which was tricky as she seemed reluctant to take her hand out of his trousers where it was rubbing his cock.
'This is us, room 1015'. Finally extricating her hand Becca moved out of the lift and glancing at the sign opposite headed off to the left. Mike let her move ahead so he could admire her arse in the tight fitting dress, which was hiked well up her thighs from where just seconds earlier his hand had pushed it while his fingers stroked her pussy.
They were soon at the door to the room and Mike swiped the pass card. 'After you', he said pushing the door open. Becca grinned and moved past him with a deliberate wiggle. Knowing where his eyes would be. She paused as she looked around. The room was pretty impressive, a huge bed she noticed, (they'd be giving that a good pounding later she thought). The bathroom was pretty swish as well with a big walk in shower. She walked over to the large window and looked out . This high up they had commanding views over the city and the square below and as it was already dark it was lit up pretty impressively.
'Nice huh?' Mike moved up behind her and put his arms around his waist.
'It's alright' she said. Leaning back and enjoying the feel of his strong arms around her.
'I guess the view's OK'.
'It's better than OK,' Mike said, 'it's magnificent'.
She looked around at him and could see him looking over her shoulder and staring down at her tits.