Selina quickly checked herself in the bathroom mirror one last time. She'd been looking forward to tonight's job and her preparations had been meticulous. She smoothed down her knee-length black dress that clung to her, showing off her shapely body to full effect. The low cut neck-line showed off her dΓ©colletage, with just a hint of the lacy black basque she was wearing below it. Sheer black stockings and stilettos completed her outfit. She was looking good and she knew it. With a smile and a confident stride, Selina stepped out into the hotel lobby and into the lounge where she knew her client for the evening was already waiting for her.
As he saw Selina approach, Terry rose to greet her. As always, he was wearing a smart black business suit. Selina felt a thrill of anticipation surge through her as she crossed the room towards him.
Their greeting kiss was brief but yet subtly passionate. Although Terry was a client who paid her generously for her services, Selina felt a genuine affection towards him. Never judgemental, he always treated her with respect, valuing her for her company and personality as much as for the physical satisfaction he took from her. It was a satisfaction that Selina had always found to be mutual. Had circumstances been different, she was certain that there could have been a genuine friendship between them.
"You're looking fantastic, as usual," Terry observed as he motioned for her to sit down.
"Thank you," Selina replied, taking her seat, "You're looking pretty good yourself."
As was their custom, Terry ordered drinks before they made their way through to the hotel restaurant. Throughout their meal, they chatted amiably, filling each other in on what had been happening in their lives since they'd last met; families, friends, holidays and the like. As always, however, neither of them spoke about their work. Terry didn't want to bore her with the details of what he did, and Selina did want to remind him unduly of their 'relationship'. To the casual observer, they looked for all the world like a couple of friends or possibly colleagues catching up over a meal.
Selina enjoyed Terry's company and as the meal progressed she felt increasingly relaxed. The wine, which as always was excellent, helped; but it wasn't just that. Since their very first meeting, he had always made the effort to make her feel special. With most clients, Selina was consciously aware that it was a business transaction. With Terry it was different; with him she was almost able to forget the 'professional' side of what she was doing and enjoy it for the pleasure and satisfaction it gave her and not just for the money.
Every now and then, Selina caught him staring at her breasts. "Tut tut," she chided, "You'll see plenty more of them soon enough."
Terry smiled. "Just enjoying the sneak preview."
She laughed. "Yeah, and I guess looking's free..."
"There's always that," he agreed.
The lighthearted teasing continued throughout the meal. At one point, Selina slipped one foot from her shoe, then slowly, and very deliberately ran it up and down the inside of Terry's leg. He didn't flinch when her foot found its way to his groin and began to gently rub the growing bulge; he simply smiled, but his hunger for her was written in his eyes.
Feeling his cock stiffen in response to her touch, Selina smiled back. As she finished the remains of her meal, she pushed the empty plate aside. "Are you having desert?" she asked.
Terry somehow managed to keep his face straight. He sat back in his seat and smiled, Selina's foot still gently teasing his cock. "I'm a bit full right now," he replied, "but I may just have something later, back in my room."
Selina allowed herself a small laugh. "I was kind of hoping you might say that."
He removed the key-card for his room from his wallet and handed it to her. "Room 3-32," he said, "Why don't you go on ahead while I settle up down here?"
As she took the lift to the third floor, Selina could feel her heart beat quicken. Her pussy was already damp. She reached Terry's room and inserted the card in the lock. Entering the room, the large bay window caught her attention. With a smile, she unfastened the zip of her dress and let it fall to the floor. She walked across to the window and looked out. She smiled as she realised that if anyone in the street below took the time to look up, they would be able to see her there quite plainly. Just knowing there was the possibility that she could be observed was a huge turn-on.
Almost without thinking about it, Selina slipped one hand down the front of her knickers. Her smooth lower lips were moist as she slid her long fingers between them, coating them with her juices. She placed her free hand up against the window for support as she slid one, then two fingers into the warm wet confined of her pussy.
Just knowing that, at any second, a random passerby could look up and see her finger-fucking herself heightened Selina's already intense state of arousal. Feeling the pressure mount quickly inside her, the pace of her fingers became increasingly frantic as she drove them in deeper. In her mind, Terry's thick cock replaced her fingers and he was taking her roughly from behind as, down below, a growing crowd of spectators watched the scene develop above them.
As the Walls of her pussy gripped her fingers, Selina pressed her thumb to her throbbing clit. "Oh fuck! Oh fuck!! Oh mmmmm!!!" she moaned as her climax took her. The sensations grew stronger. Selina threw her head back and gave voice to a long, low moan of intense pleasure as her orgasm reached its crescendo. So consumed was she, by the overpowering sensations that she was unaware that Terry had entered the room.
Entering the room, Terry watched, entranced, as Selina pleasured herself in front of the window. As her moans filled the room, he quietly closed the door behind him. Removing his jacket and draping it over the back of a nearby chair, he loosened his tie and walked slowly and quietly across the room.
"Fuck!" Selina cried with surprise as Terry lifted her hair and kissed her neck.
"Did I surprise you?" he asked, "You looked a wee bit, ah, preoccupied." He began to nibble on her earlobe.
"Mmmmm, I guess I was, a bit," she replied, chuckling slightly, "How much did you see?"
Terry paused briefly from kissing her. "I'd say I saw plenty."
He began to kiss her again. His lips working their way down her neck and along her shoulders, his hands beginning to explore her body.
"Terry?"