Maid Service

The day I met Ronnie was one of the best days I've ever had. I was traveling for business and I had already been on the road a few weeks. The hotels and cities had blended together, but this was the last stop. Two more days and I was home free. I was supposed to work through the weekend, but I was able to finish all my work on Friday. Now, all I had to do was relax until my flight out Monday morning. I treated myself by sleeping in that Saturday morning. Little did I know, but that was the best decision I could've made.

Ronnie was the girl that had been cleaning my room the entire week. I had passed her in the hall and noticed her smoking body making a conscious effort to read her name tag as I walked by, but I hadn't said more than a few words to her. She had never made it to my room before I left in the morning, but this day she caught me lying in bed.

I was startled by the knock at the door followed by the faint inquiry, "Housekeeping." Ronnie only waited a few seconds before keying in. I jumped out of bed, but didn't make it to the door before it opened. She was standing in the hall right in front of me and I was only wearing boxers, the ones that said "love sausage" with a sausage and bun on the front. I couldn't help but be a little embarrassed, but I noticed her eyes looking me up and down. They lingered on the bulge between my legs and I felt a little twinge of excitement from my rod. I hurried back to the bed and slipped under the covers.

"Sorry," I said, grabbing my pants and slipping them on under the sheets.

"Oh, it's okay," she said stuttering a little. She didn't seem uncomfortable, just a little surprised. "I can come back later."

"No, it's no problem," I said softly trying my best to sound apologetic, but the situation actually turned me on. "I was just leaving." I slid on my shirt and noticed her staring at my chest. Sitting on the edge of the bed, I started working on my socks. "Really, I'll let you get to work."

"No, no, you can stay if you want, actually I wouldn't mind a little company." She closed the door behind her. "It'll only take me a minute to straighten up." She was carrying sheets, so I moved over to the little table by the window.

"Well, if you're sure you don't mind." I really didn't mind staying and watching her work. It gave me a chance to check her out even more. She had the tightest ass under those polyester slacks. I couldn't stop staring at it and wondering how my cock would feel shoved into that tight little hole. I wasn't sure, but it really seemed like she was flirting with me as well. I wanted to make a move, but all I could think of was, "what if she didn't want me to make a move? What would happen?" I knew it wouldn't be anything but trouble, so I just sat pretending to watch TV, while she made the bed. I couldn't help but notice her small firm tits as she bent over pulling the sheets into place. She was wearing a frock over a tight t-shirt and it was obvious that she wasn't wearing a bra. Her nipples were rock hard underneath the thin material.

"So what is there to do around here? I've got a day off; maybe I can see the sights."

"To be honest, mister..."

"Dave."

"To be honest, Dave," she stopped and looked straight at me. "There's really nothing to do here. It's a small town and the most exciting things around here are drinking and...fucking." She smiled a big gorgeous smile that made me want her even more. "But the bar doesn't open until 6." She winked.

"Hmmm, two of my favorites," I replied trying to make out something in her eyes, but she just finished making the bed, folding the comforter over the pillows. She walked out of the room and came back in a few moments later with the cleaning supplies for the bathroom. She hadn't said a word, so I was a little disappointed. Thinking that she had just been teasing me, I started to think about where I was going to have lunch.

"Hey, can you give me a hand with this." The voice came from the bathroom, sweet and soft.

"Sure." I hopped up and strode over to the doorway. When I looked in, I saw her kneeling over the tub scrubbing away, her jeans and tight, white thong were down around her knees. Her ass was perfect and the hair around her pussy was neatly trimmed. I wanted to cream right then.

"I'm having trouble reaching this spot." She looked back at me and grinned. "I could really use a hand here." She was teasing me and I liked it. Turning away, she went back to scrubbing the tub.

The blood rushed down between my legs, fattening my cock as I walked up behind her. I started massaging her tight, rock hard ass with my hands. Her legs were toned right up to the spot they met the bottom curve of her cheeks. I slid my hands up her back, massaging past her narrow waist to her shoulders. All the while, I was grinding my cock against her pussy, dry-fucking her through my jeans.

Licking my thumb, I rubbed it gently against her asshole, shoving the tip in and out slowly until she moaned in breathless appreciation. I couldn't believe it, but my cock got even harder. I moved my hand around and ran a finger along the outside of her delicate pussy lips. Slipping it inside her, I gradually worked it until her pussy swallowed it up to the knuckle. Even though her hole squeezed tightly around my finger, her wetness began leaking out onto my hand. I crouched to lick her ass and she squirmed against my tongue, squealing with pleasure.

When she couldn't stand it anymore, she turned and stood, pushing me against the wall. She tongued my mouth in a frenzy and I kissed her back with the same force. Cupping her ass in my hands, I squeezed until she moaned with pleasure. She ran her hands up my shirt and rolled my nipples between her thumbs and forefingers.

I couldn't stand it, I wanted our naked bodies to be pressed together. I lifted her up by her ass and she straddled my waist with her legs. Her arms were around my neck and she continued to kiss my face and neck, nipping the flesh lightly with her teeth.

I carried her to the bed and pulled off the rest of her clothes as she tore at my pants, pulling them down around my thighs. Her hand wrestled my cock free of my boxers and she took it into her greedy mouth, stroking the shaft up and down with a firm pressure from her soft hands. I bucked my hips into her and she took it with ease. I felt myself reaching the brink and quickly pulled my rod from her mouth. When I came I wanted it to be inside of her steaming pussy.

I began working my mouth down to her tits and flicked my tongue around her nipples, pinching them lightly with my teeth. I licked around her tits and took them half into my mouth, sucking hard, teething and licking on them. They weren't large but they were the firmest that I had ever had the pleasure of sucking on. She squirmed beneath me and fingered her pussy furiously. I could hear the wetness when she slapped at her clit.

As I moved down past her stomach, I licked at her firm abs then smashed my mouth into her pussy, ramming my tongue as deep as it would go and withdrawing to lick her swollen, drenched lips. I rammed my tongue in again and she held the back of my head to force my face into her as she ground her hips over my face.

When I came up for air, she pulled me into her as she spread her thighs as wide as she could get them. I wanted my cock inside of her so bad. She grabbed my waist to pull me in and we bucked together as she rolled her pussy over my cock with a slow rhythm. With each thrust, I tried to slam my cock in as hard as it would go. The pace increased and we were both breathing heavily. The sweat between our bodies was slick as we slide against each other and I rocked my cock into her.

"Cum inside of me, baby. It's okay. I want you to squirt your load deep into me."

I moaned, feeling myself climax. It was all the encouragement that I needed. A few more thrusts and I cut loose. My balls clenched as they squirted inside of her. I felt my stomach tighten and my entire body tensed. With my arms around her neck, I pulled myself into her and we tongued each other's mouths as I came.

I lay on top of her sighing and trying to catch my breath for several moments before I rolled off of her. "Now watch me, baby." She slapped at her pussy and fingered her clit, finally driving to fingers deep into her tight snatch. I felt myself getting hard again as her pussy began to squirt. I kissed and licked her stomach as I watched the liquid squirt from her hole. I couldn't believe it. I had never seen that before and the best thing was that she did it two more times before collapsing on the bed. The sheets were soaked and we kissed each other me softly. I fingered her pussy lightly, working the tip of my finger in and outplayfully.

"Mmmm, that was nice, baby, but what are we going to do until the bar opens up," she asked, teasing me.

"I can think of one or two things, but don't you have to go back to work?"

"I only have a couple more rooms. But did you want me to make the bed again?" We laughed together. "I think that I need a spanking for being so bad. Could you give it to me," she asked it with a sexy, innocent voice.

"That and more, Babe. I've got the rest of the weekend."