Pulling off the motorway, Kath made her way along the slip-road, eventually coming to a halt in the hotel car-park. Digging her mobile phone from her pocket, she quickly typed out "At hotel" and pressed 'Send'.
She didn't have to wait long for a reply. "Traffic hellish. B abt 40 mins" came the response. Kath smiled to herself. Much as she was looking forward to seeing Craig again and would have been happy if he'd been just behind her, this gave her time to check in and have a shower before he arrived which, after a long drive, was just what she needed.
Having checked in with a minimum of fuss, Kath sent a quick text saying: "Rm 237. Will b w8ing 4 u ;-)XxX" before heading to he room.
The room itself was basic but Kath was content with that. So long as it was clean, which it was, the bed was comfortable, which still needed testing, and there was plenty of hot water in the shower, which she would soon find out, she was happy enough. It was, after all, for just one night.
Pausing only long enough to unpack her dressing-gown, Kath quickly undressed and made her way through to the bathroom. Turning the shower on, she quickly adjusted it to the correct temperature then stepped in. The warm water felt good against her travel-weary body and she quickly began to relax as it cascaded over her.
Kath let out a long sigh as the hot water slowly washed away the tensions of her long drive. She quickly washed her long, blonde hair then, lathering up her hands, she began to give herself a well needed rub down.
The hot jet of the shower felt like a thousand fingers massaging her skin. Without any conscious thought, her hands slid over her breasts. Kath sighed and closed her eyes as her hands rubbed against their soft skin.
Perhaps it was because of Craig's imminent arrival but as the hot water flowed over her and her hands glided over her skin, her imagination took over; erotic images filling her mind.
As her hands continued to stroke and caress her breasts images became more and more vivid. She saw herself on her knees, in front of Craig with his long, thick cock between her lips as her mouth slid up and down its length. The scene changed and this time he was above her, pinning her down as his cock thrust deep inside her pussy. Her knees began to tremble as scenes unfolded before her. As she imagined him behind her, his cock buried deep inside her arse, she realised that she was looking forward to 'catching up' with Craig even more than she had previously thought.
Kath and Craig had been friends for several years, having originally worked together when she had joined the firm he worked for as a graduate trainee. There had always been an 'undertone' to their friendship; one filled with suggestive banter and innuendo. It was only when she had left the company, a few years later, that their relationship had become physical.
It had been on her leaving night when, having bolstered her courage with a certain amount of alcohol, she had blurted out her attraction to Craig.
One thing had led to another and, before they knew it, they had been back at Kath's flat, their hands roaming all over each others' bodies as they struggled to remove each others' clothes.
Kath remembered how her hands had fallen to his jeans tugging at the buttons. With one movement she'd pulled his jeans and boxers down over his hips, revealing a cock that was long, thick and very, very hard.
Kath had quickly dropped to her knees, taking his cock between her lips before proceeding to suck it. That had been for starters. Much as Kath enjoyed sucking on a nice juicy cock, and would normally have been happy to have taken him all the way, feeling him fill her mouth with his cum, that night she had had a fire in my pussy needed to be put out. In only a matter of minutes after arriving at her flat, Kath had found herself lying on her bed, her legs wrapped around his, her pussy stretching to accommodate him as he began fucking her.
She remembered how she had pushed her hips back to meet his slow, powerful thrusts, and how she had pulled her knees up to let him in deeper. "Harder! Ooh harder!" she had moaned as his cock ground in and out and a warm glow spread out from her pussy to engulf her whole body.
Craig had driven her to climax after climax as he fucked her pussy and then her arse.
In the end, after having both her pussy and arse soundly fucked and filled with cum, she and Craig had collapsed, spent, together in each others' arms, holding each other close.
Without even realising it, while lost in her reverie, Kath's left hand had found her pussy. With two fingers inside her, her thumb gently massaged her clit. Her other hand still caressed her breasts, massaging the rich suds into her skin while in her mind, once again, she was with Craig, stroking his cock until it erupted, sending a final load of hot sticky cum over them.
Kath began to moan as her imagination and the sensations from her clit gripped her. She drove her fingers deep into her pussy and began to pump them in and out. She leaned against the wall of the shower unit to steady herself as her passion rose. "Ohhh, mmm, ahhh," she moaned as she pinched her nipples with the fingers of her right hand, the fingers of her left hand twisting inside her pussy.
With her body on fire, Kath rubbed at her clit with her thumb. Her womb began to contract. "Mmmm yessss!" she cried out as her climax rose up to claim her. Her body trembled so violently she had to grab the towel ring to stop her from falling. "Oh yesss! Oh fuck yessss!" she cried as she gave herself up to her pleasure. Breathing hard, she let her fingers slip out of her pussy. She used both hands to massage her breasts, rubbing them and squeezing them together as she rolled her nipples with her thumbs,
Breathing hard and almost unable to stand, Kath savoured the sensations as her climax peaked then slowly subsided. Turning the water off, she grabbed a towel and made her way wearily but contentedly through to the bedroom where she began to dry herself off.
Kath had barely finished drying her hair when someone knocked on the door. A shiver of excited anticipation ran up her spine. Getting to her feet, she quickly pulled on her dressing-gown, tying the belt loosely around her waist, and made her way to the door.
It was Craig.
"Yes?" Kath enquired coyly, "Can I help you?"
Craig smiled; that familiar lopsided, slightly ironic smile that Kath had always found so endearing.
"Well," he drawled, "I understand there's a pretty but very frustrated damsel in distress being held captive somewhere on this floor and apparently, she needs a good seeing-to to help set her free. I
was
hoping to offer her my services. I don't suppose you know where I might find her do you?"
Kath laughed. "Oh, her, I'm afraid you're too late," she replied with aplomb, "She was in the room next door but some tall, handsome young stud fucked her brains out then swept her away not more than ten minutes ago. Will I do instead?" she asked, opening the front of her dressing-gown to give Craig a glimpse of her toned, yet generously curved body.
Craig's eyes lingered on Kath's body until she covered herself again. He laughed. "Well," he began at his drollest, "I suppose you might, just, at a push."
"Well," Kath replied, "I wouldn't want to keep you away from anything more important."
Craig pretended to think about it. "No, that's OK. I'm sure I could spare some time since you offered so generously."
