"Dance with me," she said as she took his hand and led him towards the dance floor.
They had been drinking cocktails for hours, laughing, flirting and utterly enjoying each others company exclusively on a rare date night. As the gin bar plied them with alcohol, a band set up their instruments.
As the house band made their way through the cover songs they laughed. The setlist was predictable, and yet it didn't matter.
He took her hand and pulled her close as she ran his hand down to her hips. She shook them in time with the music and slowly turned around, making sure to grind herself against his crotch.
"Careful", he whispered into his ear as she did it, but she smiled back, she knew how much it drove him wild. He already felt himself getting hard and she could feel it too. She enjoyed the tease, the build-up and the anticipation.
He took a step back and ran his eyes up and down her. Her hair flowed over her face, bright red lipstick, dark eye shadow, a dress that hugged her heaving breasts and accentuated her wide hips. Her heels added to her height and her legs in stockings gave a glimpse of the delights underneath.
She was utterly gorgeous.
As they danced closely she leant in and whispered for him to take her back to the hotel before running her tongue down his ear and giving it a soft bight.
He didn't need a second invitation, he pulled her in and kissed her before taking her hand and leading her out.
In the car ride back to the hotel he ran his hand up her thigh and then slowly between her legs as he kissed her, he felt her warmth, her wetness as she pushed into his hand.
Like giddy lovers, they arrived at the hotel, but the doors were locked, it was well after midnight and he forgot where he had put the room key. As he looked for the buzzer, the door opened and they walked in hand in hand relived that they could continue.
A doorman greeted them in the large marble lobby.
"Did you forget your key?" he asked.
"Yep, sorry about that," he quickly replied.
"It's completely fine, it happens all the time, do you need me to get you another one?" he asked.
She walked over to him and leant over the counter. He was slightly younger than them, tall, polite and well presented. As he entered the room details into his keypad he awkwardly glanced up trying not to stare down her dress as she leaned against the counter.
"Did you have a fun evening?" he asked slightly flustered.
"We had the best night, but probably drank way too much and now feel super silly and fun," she replied.
She knew he was struggling to not undress her. It didn't feel sleazy, it was kind of flattering and flirtatious. The poor guy probably spent his whole night shift staring at cameras and being mindlessly bored.
"Nothing wrong with fun and silly," he awkwardly responded, "room 6226 for you", he said handing her the card smiling.
"Are you here all night by yourself? it must be terribly boring." she asked him.
"It is, but sometimes there are some highlights to get me through the night," he responded.
She looked down and noticed that he was struggling poorly to hide his massive erection under the desk.
"Well, it looks as if I'm keeping you up," she said looking down at his crotch.
He turned bright red and shifted.
"Oh I'm sorry," he spluttered in embarrassment.
"Don't be, it's a nice compliment," she smiled and and walked back to her husband by the lift.
"What was that about?" he asked.
"Poor guy couldn't stop checking out my breasts, I just gave him a little flirt to keep him going".
He laughed and slid his hand down her waist.
"You are a naughty girl tonight," he whispered into her ear as the lift doors opened.
"You have no idea," she replied as the doors closed he grabbed her and pulled her in, kissing her urgently and running his hands over her.
She suddenly grabbed his belt and undid his pants, his hard cock sprung out, head purple with a bead of pre-cum on the tip. She knelt and licked it off knowing that at any moment the door could open, they would be caught.
She let her tongue linger on the head of his cock, letting him watch her pretty mouth lick, kiss and explore the head before taking him whole, he fell back and hit the lift alarm and it suddenly stopped.
"Now what?," she laughed.
"We probably have about five minutes before the doorman sees us on the camera," he said.
"Five minutes is enough," she breathed back at him and took his cock in her mouth again.
As she sucked him he leaned back into it. So risky and hot. He needed to be inside of her. He stood her up, lifted her dress, pulled her pantyhose down and turned her around, placing his hard cock against her wet pussy and sliding in.
She arched against him as he fucked her hard, her breasts heaving against her dress and then his hands as he reached around and found them.
"This is the doorman, I can see you," announced a voice suddenly through the intercom.
They froze, flustered and horrified.
"I don't mind if you don't mind me watching," he added.
"Should we?" she asked.
"It's kinda hot, having someone watch us, getting hard watching us fuck," he breathed into her ear.
She looked up at the camera in the corner, smiled and slipped off her dress. She stood there wearing nothing but her stockings around her heeled ankles.
She started slowly running her hands over her hips, cupping her breasts and then placed her hand on her husband's shoulder and pushed him down and directed his face into her wet cunt.
She leaned back and moaned as his mouth found her clit hood. He started teasing it before sucking her engorged clit into his mouth, as he sucked, licked and teased he placed one hand at the entrance, his hand wet and slick now as she dripped down onto him.
She gasped as he slowly entered two fingers into her dripping wet cunt and teased the inside wall with his index forefinger, teasing her g spot, licking her clit and using his small finger to tease her ass.
She felt her legs go weak as he drew her closer and closer, she suddenly looked up towards the camera.
