Alone at the Hotel

Holly heard the shower stop as she lay provocatively on the bed, waiting for her husband to emerge from the luxuriously appointed bathroom. She wore a red silk robe that fell just bellow her firm ass, the top of which hung open enough to get a clear view of her luscious round C cup breasts. She was propped up on one elbow, facing the bathroom door. Holly's hand ran over the soft material of her sheer tan seamless hose that were hugging her feminine curves from her waist to her red painted toes like a velvety second skin. She even left her 4" open toe pumps on to extend the lines of her muscular legs just a little more. Her pussy was wet and tingling with anticipation of her husband licking her through her pantyhose. She could feel the warm juices leaking out and soaking the silky material. Holly could barely contain herself as she thought about how her man would react seeing her in this alluring attire. Her finger tip found her erect clit and delicately stroked the sensitive bud through her hose. She closed her eyes and moaned softly as her touch sent shivers through her whole body. Holly floated on a cloud of growing pleasure when she was suddenly brought back to reality by her husband's agitated voice.

"Damn it! I'm going to be late," he shouted throwing the bathroom door open.

He rushed into the room and finished pulling on his shirt. He didn't even seem to notice Holly lying before him on the bed. He sat down on a chair and frantically tried to tie his shoes.

"Honey...Don't you like what you see?" Holly asked in a sultry voice.

"What? Oh...Ya you look great. Have you seen my hat?"

"Hey...I thought we were going to spend the day in bed?"

"The concierge got me on their world class golf course. How often do I get a chance to play on a course like this?"

Holly rolled onto her back, spreading her legs wide. The robe fell open exposing the globes of her breasts with their hard nipples pointing to the sky. Her hands move to her thighs, holding her legs open and displaying her drooling womanhood thinly veiled behind the wet silky nylon to her preoccupied husband.

"Can't you see how wet I am? I need you...I need you to fuck me," she said, her voice filled with desperate desire.

"I don't have time to fuck you now...I'm late," he said, kissing her on the forehead.

He grabbed his golf bag and left. Holly lay on the bed for several minutes in stunned disbelief. She was hurt but worse than that she was extremely horny. Fueled by anger and her burning desire she knew what she was going to do to remedy the situation. She reached for the phone on the night stand.

"Front desk, how can I help you," said the woman's voice on the other end of the line.

"This is suite 1022...I need to see the manager right now!"

Jeff rode the elevator to the tenth floor unsure as to what the problem was in suite 1022, just that the woman there was upset and wanted to see the manager immediately. As the elevator doors opened he adjusted his tie and straightening his name tag, he gave himself a quick look in the mirrors of the elevator itself, then stepped out and headed down the hall. Jeff took a deep breath, steeling himself for what was to come then knocked on the door to suite 1022. The door opened and a beautiful woman's face appeared from behind it.

"Good morning ma'am, my name is Jeff. I'm the day manager. How can I be of assistance," Jeff said with a big smile, trying to be as friendly as possible.

"Come in," Holly said and without waiting she turned and walked toward the middle of the room.

Jeff entered and closed the door behind him. He turned to follow her and that is when he got his first good look at Holly. She was nearly naked, except her short red robe, high heels and shimmering pantyhose. Jeff was speechless. Holly turned to face him. As she did she loosened the sash of her robe. She stood before the stunned manager with her legs about shoulder width apart and her hands on her hips. All he could do was stare in disbelief at the gorgeous woman before him. Her blonde hair fell to her shoulders in golden waves. Her firm round breasts defied gravity with their bright pink nipples standing erect and pointing at him defiantly. The supple curve of her hips running down to the well defined shapely legs was mesmerizing. Jeff could see everything through the sheer seamless hose. The lips of her pussy were pressed tight and flared open in the wet cocoon of nylon. The dampness covered her entire crotch and extended down the inside of each thigh.

"What's wrong with this picture," Holly asked with a stern look in her eye.

Jeff was caught off guard by the question since he was still in a trance. He was feeling very uncomfortable as his cock was trying to burst free of the confines of his cotton slacks.

"Excuse me?" he finally answered.

"I said...What's wrong with this picture?" she emphasized her question this time by looking down at herself then back to Jeff.

"Well...I uhhh...hmmm...You look...amazing," he stumbled with the words.

"Thank you...Now that is what I was hoping you'd say," Holly said smiling from ear to ear. "So why would my husband go play golf when he could've had this?"

Jeff thought for a moment then said, "Because he's crazy?"

"My thoughts exactly...Take your cloths off," she said bluntly, stepping closer to him.

"What!?!" Jeff exclaimed.

"Here...let me help you."

Holly reached for Jeff's jacket but he caught her hands.

"I will be fired for this."

"Who's going to tell?"

"Not to mention you're married...and your husband may walk in on us."

"I hope he does...It will serve him right to pass up fucking me to go hit some balls around with strangers."

Holly pulled her hands free from Jeff's grip and placed them on his shoulders, pressing her boobs into his chest. She pushed his jacket off his shoulders letting it fall to the floor. She loosened his tie then her hands slide down his chest and she unbuttoned his shirt as she went, kissing his exposed skin. Holly squeezed his rigid cock through his pants.

"Mmmmm...Someone likes what I'm doing," she said in a low sexy voice.

She unbuckled his belt and lowered his zipper and his throbbing cock sprang forth, glistening with pre-cum. Holly's right hand encircled his erect member; slowly stroking up and down the slick shaft. Her other hand cupped his balls as she took him into her mouth.

"Aaaaaaaahhhhhhh," Jeff groaned as her tongue circled around the tip of his cock, teasing the crown.

He removed his tie and tossed it aside. There was no turning back now. He closed his eyes and submitted to Holly's will. As soon as she felt Jeff wasn't going to leave she stood up and kissed him hard on the lips. Their tongue danced in each others mouths as his hands roamed over her velvety hose covered ass. She pressed her body tight to his and wrapped one leg around him, grinding her clit against his thick hard cock which was trapped between them.

Holly released Jeff and sat down on the foot of the bed. She spread her legs wide and kept her feet on the floor. She beckoned him with her index finger then laid back on the bed. Her hand began rubbing her swollen clit as she waited for Jeff to join her. She didn't have to wait long. Jeff untangled himself from his pants that were around his ankles and stepped out of his shoes. He knelt on the floor between Holly's open thighs admiring the view of her wet pussy through the drenched crotch of her nylons. She removed her hand to give him complete access to her drooling womanhood. Her erect clit made a visible bulge on her mound as he leaned closer. His hands were moving up and down her legs when he touched the tip of his tongue to her sensitive love bud. Holly jumped when she felt his warm wet tongue brushing her clit. Jeff flicked it lightly making her moan.

"Mmmmmmmm...Oh ya...lick it baby," she purred.

His tongue fluttered over Holly's clit relentlessly causing her hips to thrust up at his face. Jeff captured her hard little nerve bundle in his lips and suck it into his mouth; his tongue never stopped moving. She gasped as his oral attack on her sex intensified. He was sucking her juices from the wet nylon and stimulating the needy flesh of her pussy in a most satisfying way. The flow of warm liquid increased as his mouth moved down her dripping cleft. Jeff lapped up her nectar like a parched man in the desert. His slurping sounds were getting loader. His tongue wormed its way into her wet valley as deep as the nylon barrier would allow; pressing and poking deeper and deeper. Holly's soft moans became loud cries of lust and pleasure as her body writhed on the bed.

"Aaaaahhh yes...suck my pussy...mmmmmmm...it feels so good. Don't stop...yes...yes...Oh God I'm gonna cum...yes...yes...YES!!!"

Her body exploded into orgasm. Jeff held on to her quivering thighs to keep his mouth glued to her spasming pussy. He was having trouble keeping up with the massive amounts of pussy juice pouring from her. It coated his face in a slimy mask, running down his chin and dripping on his chest. Holly's breathing was fast and raspy as her orgasm raged. She dug her fingers into her tits squeezing them hard and pinching the nipples until they turned purple. Suddenly she pushed Jeff's face from her cum soaked pussy and tore a hole in her hose.

"Fuck me! Fuck me NOW!" she demanded throwing her legs open wide.

Jeff got to his feet and placed the head of his throbbing cock at the entrance of her pussy. As soon as the tip entered her over heated hole, her legs clamped around his waist and forced him in to the hilt. His feet were on the floor and his hands were on the bed so he could support himself as he drove his cock in and out of her slippery clenching love canal. There was nothing gentle or romantic about what they were doing. They were slamming into each other with wild abandon. Holly was consumed with lust as she cried out to her lover.

"Fuck me hard...mmmmmmm that's it...fuck my pussy with your fat cock...aaaahhhh yes...that's it...that feels soooo good...don't stop," she screamed.

Jeff could feel her pussy convulsing none stop. He could tell she was still in the throws of orgasm but was it the same one or another. He couldn't be sure. She released her grip on his waist long enough to roll over and get on her hands and knees in front of him. She thrust her wet pussy and ass against him demanding his attention. Long strings of clear sticky liquid dripped from her flooded sex. Jeff stabbed his rock hard cock into her gapping hole and using her hips for leverage he pulled her back into himself. His hips slapped wetly against her hose covered ass as he hammered into her with increasing speed and ferocity.

"OH GOD! Yes...yes...keep fucking me! Uhh...uhh...uhh...Oh my god I'm going to cum again...Aaaahhhhhhhhhhh!"

Holly thrashed about on the bed wildly as Jeff continued to impale her with his stiff rod. He could feel himself getting close to orgasm as well but he wanted this to last as long as possible. He was soaked in her cum from his stomach to his knees and more gushed from her with every thrust.

"I'm getting close," he warned her as his movements became shorter and more forceful.

She pulled free of him and turned over on her back. Holly's silky hosed feet encircled Jeff's raging hard on and began to stroke up and down his well lubed shaft. Her souls were soon completely coated with his pre cum and her pussy juices.

"I want you to shoot your big hot load of cum all over my pantyhose. I want to feel it running down my legs and between my toes," she said in a seductive tone.

Jeff's hips moved in time with Holly's stoking feet. Her words and her velvety souls were bringing him closer and closer to orgasm. His balls felt tight and his cock swelled.

"Mmmmmmm...that's it baby...your cock feels so hard. I want to feel it cum. Cum for me baby...cum for me...mmmmmmmm," Holly encouraged him as she tweaked her nipples.

"Aaaaahhh...Yes...I'm gonna cum...aaaaaahhhhhhhh," Jeff announced as he launched a rope of pearly white cum into the air. It landed on her shines and knees. Some even was splashed onto her tits. Jeff's body convulsed and with each spasm he shot more of his seed onto her hose covered legs and feet. After the last drop oozed from his cock and dribbled over Holly's nylon encased toes, he collapsed on the bed next to her.

The two of them lay on their backs panting together for several minutes. She caressed his shrinking cock as he stroked her silky thigh.

"Mmmmmmm...That's just what I needed," Holly said rolling to face him, "You really made a mess of my pantyhose."

"I'll get you some new ones," Jeff said.

"No need to do that. My husband can replace these. It's the least he can do for being too busy to fuck me."

Jeff stood up and got a towel from the bathroom to clean up. When he returned he saw Holly doing some cleaning of her own. She was licking his cum from her feet and legs as best she could. Jeff wiped himself down and got dressed. He watched Holly slide the torn and cum soaked hose down her gorgeous legs. She stood up and kissed him passionately on the lips.

"Thank you. Here's something to remember me by," she said slipping the balled up hose into his pocket. "We're going to be here for a few more days, and if my husband pulls this shit again, I'll be calling you."

She escorted him to the door and with a final kiss he left.