Chloe might have blushed considerably more if she'd heard what Charles and the principal had agreed as well as seen what Charles had done to her. Nevertheless, when Charles arrived at the hotel the following Monday, he was pleased to see a demurely-dressed Chloe sitting quietly in the hotel bar, waiting for him. She rose and walked towards him: her neat figure emphasised by her mid-length pencil skirt and tight blouse. Charles smiled, and she responded to his admiring gaze with a confident smile in return.
Half an hour later Charles let his attention wander briefly from the mole on Chloe's left breast, which was jiggling nicely in time with the thrusts of his thick cock. He hadn't had sex all weekend, and the tight, moist pussy of a warm and willing 24-year-old PA was just what his cock needed.
He slowed his rhythm and enjoyed the feel of her pussy against his cock. Chloe lay on her back beneath him; her legs raised nicely and gripping his; her long blond hair spread across the pillow and her eyes half-closed. She was loud. Charles' thrusts became harder and faster, and her gasps started to turn into shouts. He pushed harder still, and moved one hand to cover her mouth and the other to grip her bouncing tit firmly. Her whole body shuddered against him and he pushed roughly and deeply into her: her teeth tightened on his finger and it was Charles' turn to cry out -- the pain merging into extasy as he ejaculated deep inside her.
'God, that was good!' she spoke first, once the two of them had recovered their breath and lay side by side on the wide bead. Charles nodded.
'I enjoyed it too,' he said finally. 'I think you and I are going to get along very well indeed.'
'Now how about a bath together before dinner -- I don't think I want to take my eyes off your lovely body just yet.'
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The following morning Charles woke up flat on his back, with a warm feeling spreading up his body. His cock was erect, he noticed, which was nice, but not so unusual, especially as he was dreaming of Chloe closing her lips around it; running her moist tongue over the tip, beneath the fresh cotton duvet -- except he wasn't dreaming; he was awake, and there was a woman's tongue running slowly up the shaft of his cock, a woman's shape under the sheets, and a shapely young female foot sticking out from under the duvet to his right.
Charles closed his eyes again and let his head fall back on the pillow, smiling. He reached over and tapped the outside of Chloe's exposed foot gently. She got the message instantly: the foot vanished and the shape under the duvet twisted towards him. A leg passed over Charles' head and suddenly Chloe's bum and pussy were right above his face. He felt her mouth close around his cock and her head push down so he was pushing up into her throat, and he opened his own mouth and pulled her bum down towards it, stretching his tongue forward to touch the tip of her clit. Sounds of pleasure and surprise came from both throats. Charles reached up and used his thumbs to pull Chloe's labia aside, pushing his tongue as deeply as he could into her pussy. She squirmed and he followed her body with his mouth, savouring her flavours and pushing his cock into her mouth at the same time.
'What a pleasant way to wake up,' he pulled back after a while, licking his lips to catch a little more of her juices and then throwing the duvet off the bed altogether to reveal Chloe's naked body; her mouth still wrapped around his balls.
