Although I hope you find this chapter enticing on its own, to fully appreciate it reading the previous chapters first is highly recommended. Chapter 9 will follow soon. As always, all comments and critiques are welcome.
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As was his custom, Kirk awakened at first light. He stretched his arms above his head, yawned and sank back into the overstuffed king size pillow. He turned towards the shades covering the picture window and mused. "Today marks the end of an adventuresome few weeks! From her unforeseen Valentine's Day greeting to Li Su's unabashedly offering herself on a platter, to her proposing an unanticipated but lucrative business arrangement capped by a TOTALLY STARTLING 'first cock orgasm' birthday gift request for her mother!"
He rolled out of bed still reflecting on his erotic experiences of the last few weeks. But as his feet touched the floor he shifted back into "all business" mode preparing to meet the ten women on Li Su's programming team. He showered and reached for something to wear but stopped as his hand rested on the silk shoulder of one of his Italian suits. "I should probably forego wearing a suit for fear of intimidating the team whose members lived off the books and 'in the shadows'" as Li Su termed their situations. He opted for a pair of sharply creased slacks under a crisply starched pale blue shirt. He removed a navy blue blazer from its wooden hanger but instead of slipping it on, he slung it over his shoulder and opened the door to the adjacent board room.
He'd just slipped the jacket onto the back of the chair that he'd be using when there was a light tap on the door followed by "Room Service!" in a lilting feminine voice. He opened the door and his eyes fell upon Summer, the willowy executive floor concierge. "Morning, Dr. K! I'm glad to see you're visiting us again."
"Yes, a more extended trip than usual this time."
"I'll have the room set up quickly and will be out of your way in no time!"
"How are your studies going?" Kirk asked. He recalled from earlier encounters with her that she was a third year law student working her way through school.
"I'm managing to hang in there. I got named to the law review but its taking a lot more time than I'd expected."
"Congratulations!" Kirk gushed in genuine admiration. Then slowly taking in her lithe physique from head to toe he said "It appears that you're still making time to work out!" She flashed a bright smile and giggled. "Thank you! After seeing how hard you work out in our gym downstairs, that's a real compliment and I appreciate it."
"You're still using the hotel gym?"
She blushed slightly before responding, "Yeah it's one of the perks of the job. Will I see you down there during your stay?"
"Is that an invitation?" Kirk teased.
"It would be if I even thought you'd take me up on it but I know you by now - all business. The only action I get is from wheezing old farts that leer at me like I'm a piece of meat."
By the time he'd reassured her that "Mr. Right" would appear by the time she took the bar exam, she'd completed her tasks and headed for the door. As he admired her curves beneath the fitted pinstriped uniform slacks, she turned smiled and winked "Maybe I could interest one of my favorite guests to fill in until he shows up - hopefully?"
"You never know Summer - you just never know!" He said as he returned her wink.
Kirk watched her as she moved towards the elevator and chuckled at the dyadic exchange they'd just shared. Had their conversation been overheard the listener would have almost certainly chalked it up to nothing more than flirtatious hotel banter. They would have no idea that there were hidden undertones to their conversation. A few months back when Kirk had started his recruiting trips he'd decided to unwind with a late night visit to the steam bath adjacent to the hotel gym. Since it was around midnight he was sure he'd be alone because only guests from the private floor he was on had 24/7 access to the facilities. He'd casually tossed a towel over his shoulder instead of wrapping it around his waist after undressing in the locker room.
As he'd padded softly into the swirling steam, his gaze fell upon the form of a young brunette. Her eyes were closed, her head rested against the wall and her fingers were snapping, apparently to the beat of the music she was listening to on the earbuds of her iPod. Lost in her reverie, she hadn't heard him enter and drew her heels up to rest on the bench beside her hands. She began opening and closing her legs in rhythm to the beat of the music that enchanted her. Each time she'd spread her legs wide, she put herself on full display to Kirk.
Not wishing to startle her, he began backing away towards the door. Just as he began to move her eyes flickered open. "OH MY GOD!" she wailed upon seeing him. Before he could apologize for his intrusion, she spoke in a panicked voice "Are you a guest from the private floor? I am so sorry! I work at the hotel and didn't think any guests would be here at this late hour. Please sir, I'm begging you please don't report me!"
"Please relax." Kirk said "I don't plan to report you. I apologize if I scared you." As his utterance of regret left his lips, he noticed that she'd made no move to cover herself. Her full breasts, though heaving, remained in full view with her pouty nipples pointing in his direction. Her heels remained on the wooden bench and her legs stayed gapped open, her thick lipped pussy on full display. The only movement she made was with her eyes that were shifting alternately between his face and his now semi-hard black cock. She seemed to relax and chuckled. Almost under her breath she muttered "Another fine mess you've gotten yourself into Summer!"
"Is your name Summer?" Kirk asked. Her faced reddened as she replied hesitantly "errr, yes - I mean yes sir!"