This is my second story on this site and first time writing this genre. I would like to thank everyone for the feedback on the first one. This is a direct sequel to the first and might be a bit jarring if you haven't read it. I welcome feedback so I can continue to improve, and lost my editor so I imagine I will have to edit this later. Enjoy.
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I woke after a short nap wearing a shirt and still no pants. The room was empty, but I could hear Ruth in the next room moving about. I looked around and found she had folded my pants and put them next to the bed. I put them on and headed out to greet her.
The flowers and vase had been picked up and put on the table and refilled with water. Ruth was at the stove making an omelet, wearing nothing but an apron. Her cheeks were still red. "You hungry?" She asked casually. "You seem to have quite the appetite."
I smiled and stepped next to her to peer into the skillet. Looked good. I brought my eyes up to her face and instinctively took her head in my hand, turning her face to me, and I kissed her. I don't think either of us really realized that this was our first kiss until that moment. She rose up onto her toes to get closer to my height. My free hand wrapped around her waist and grabbed her ass, pulling her into me. She dropped the spatula she was holding and wrapped her arms around me both of us being taken by the energy of the kiss.
After what seemed like an eternity, I stepped back and broke the embrace. Both of us were speechless.
Ruth finished making food and we chatted like old friends while eating. I explained about the dinner being formal at the restaurant attached to the hotel I was staying at.
Afterwards, I called my boss, Eric, and told him to add 1 to the reservation while Ruth called in sick to work.
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Ruth wore a little back dress to the dinner. It had a low neckline showing off her ample cleavage and settled mid-thigh. She put on the lightest amount of makeup with bright red lipstick and kept her hair straight. She looked amazing. I ran up to my hotel room and changed back into a suit for the dinner, complete with a black tie. I packed everything into my suitcase and left it on the bed.
Back downstairs I talked to the clerk and asked if I could be upgraded to a king suite with two rooms. He obliged and said they would have my bag moved. I gave him my old cards and took the new ones with the room number written on the side.
When we got to the dinner, Eric immediately pulled me aside after seeing Ruth and in an angry whisper demanded, "Did you bring a fucking escort to this!?"
"No, calm down, she's a local friend." I replied matching his low volume.
"She looks like a whore!"
'Fucks like one too' I thought but knew better than to say that. "Well, she does work in marketing."
Eric's face had a look of confusion for a moment, and then he laughed. "Really?" He asked, clearly calmer and a bit louder.
"Yeah, well sort of, she works for a hosting company designing websites for some of their larger profile clients. She's an amazing artist." I smiled, and we rejoined Ruth.
The dinner was uneventful. It became clear early on that the client wasn't going to sign, the 3 guys they sent didn't even have the authority to make the decision. But all 3 of the guys couldn't keep their eyes off Ruth. She was even drawing looks from several other tables. She was perfectly charming, and I'm pretty sure the only reason they stayed for dessert and a drink afterwards. Towards the end, Ruth excused herself to the lady's room, and as soon as she was gone, the excuses started on who had an early morning and how everyone had to leave. I glanced at my boss and he was out, nothing left. I stepped in, attempting to salvage something.
"Why don't you guys come up to my hotel room?"
They stopped talking and looked at me curiously. I added, "We have gone over several figures and concessions, but let's be honest, none of you are the decision makers in this, but if what we offered was amazing, you would call those who do, so call them. Come up to my hotel room with your team and we can discuss exactly what we can do for you in a more comfortable setting."
"William, thank you for the offer but I don't think-"
I rolled my eyes toward the restrooms and brought them straight back to the guy refusing me and interrupted him, "This is a one time offer only. Once in a lifetime." I finished off my drink and stood, "Call your team." I pulled the small paper envelope from my room cards with the room number on it and dropped it on the table. Eric stood with me and we walked away.
"Not an escort?" Eric asked me once out of earshot.
"I told you, no."
"Then how are you going to-"
I waved him off, "I upgraded my room to a suite, can you cover that?"
Eric smiled, "If you land the deal, I will, and every time I send you out here to meet with them."
I grinned, and we parted. Eric left and I met Ruth as she exited the bathrooms and we headed for the elevator. I stopped realizing that I had no idea which room I was in. We went back to the clerk and I asked, "I seem to have forgotten what room I am in since it changed, can you remind me?" It was the same guy and he looked it quickly for me. With the correct room number, we headed upstairs.
We made out in the elevator ride up and we were barely in the door before Ruth was all over me. Her dress rode up revealing a black g string and it too all my willpower to push her off me.
She looked at me, clearly offended, "What?"
I pretended to be shy and said, "I uh, I thought maybe."
Ruth smiled and said, "You have a fantasy for me to fulfill? It's only fair after you took care of mine earlier. What is it?"
I smiled sheepishly hoping she wouldn't see through me and said, "I want to tie you up, but I'm not really sure how."
Ruth laughed. "Sure, where's your clothes? We'll need belts and ties."
I found my suitcase hanging unfolded in the bedroom closet and pulled out the 2 ties I had brought and the brown belt, then I took off my tie and belt and laid them out for her on the bed. She looked at what we had and said, "This will have to do."
Ruth up ended the desk chair, so it rested on the armrests and the top back of the chair. She bent over it, her dress riding up exposing her ass completely to me. I pulled her G-string off and used the belts to affix her thighs to the legs of the chair forcing her pussy lips open to me. I tied her hands behind her back with one of the ties and noticed I couldn't really get the silken material very tight. Having a flash of inspiration, I unplugged the phone by the bedside and took the cable from the wall. I used it and was able to tie her wrists much tighter.
Ruth encouraged me, complimenting my ingenuity with the phone cable. I couldn't tie a tight knot in it, but I wrapped it several times then wrapped it cross ways between her wrists, tightening the whole thing and then looped it under several strands sure it wouldn't come off. I used my last tie to blindfold her.
"I know who you are," she protested. "This is silly."
"Shh," I replied, "It's my fantasy."
