It's about quarter to 7 and your just walking back in the door from smoking a cigarette. There is a large envelope sitting on your desk. Confused you pick it up and sit down in your chair. It doesn't say who it came from so you open it. There is a piece of paper folded like a letter and what looks to be a room key. Before you even open the letter you start to smirk because you know who it's from now. You open the letter only to see typed:
Kim,
Meet me at the Marriott at 9:15 tonight and don't be late. Room 309.
XOXO,
Me
Now you sit there impatient, wondering what I am going to do tonight. There wasn't anything special about tonight that you could think of. What to do now. It's not even 7 o'clock and you want to run out the door, but you know I'm still at work too. And you can't leave. So many different things running through your mind. What I will be wearing, what position you want me in first. All the images are starting to get your cock hard. Finding something to do to make time pass was becoming so hard. But you have a customer to attend toβ¦
9:20 and you know you're late. Damn that bitch that came in and wasted your time. Oh well you were here now. Standing in front of the door. You take a deep breath and slide the card. You open the door and the only light from inside is a candle.
"Are you going to come in?" a voice from the corner said. You walk in and close the door.
"Close your eyes and get on your knees" she says.
You do as the voice tells you. The woman is whispering so you can't tell if it's me or not. You feel a cloth cover your eyes. Blindfolded! A tongue lightly crosses your lips. "Tonight we are going to have some fun" I say. I pull your shirt from being tucked in your pants and up over your head. "Stand up" I say. You do and I lead you to the bed. I make you lie back on the bed and straddle you. You feel me leaning over you. I can feel your hard cock through your pants. I grab your hand and put it over your head and tie it into the sash attached to the bed frame. The same with your other hand.