***This is very clearly categorized as non-consensual, so if you're not into it don't read it (and sure as hell don't comment on it telling me I'm messed up in the head). Thanks!***
She didn't expect to receive an invitation to her boyfriend's weekend work retreat, but there it was. Russell, her significant other of barely over a year, had just asked if she would join him, 10 of his male coworkers and their respective wives for a 3 day/2 night stay in the mountains. He worked for a local construction company whose business had taken off almost immediately after coming to the market and his boss was organizing the company's 1st annual retreat for all the salesmen to celebrate their success and 1 year anniversary.
"Take Friday off work and come with me, babe, please," Russell begged his beautiful girlfriend. He gave her his best pouting face and looked down at her small frame. At 6' tall he towered almost a foot over her.
"I don't know, Russell. Don't you think it will be weird if I come?" she asked.
"Not at all, all the guys are bringing their wives. It will be weird if you DON'T come!" There was no doubt in his mind, Leila his girlfriend would be the hottest woman at the retreat. He never passed up an opportunity to show off his girl so there was no way he was going to let Leila pass this trip up. His two sales buddies, Ben and Joe, also had pretty wives, but neither of them came close to his Leila. Her Asian ethnicity blessed her with dark oval shaped eyes, a smooth olive complexion and long brown hair that caressed her shoulders and covered her breasts.
"I promise it will be 100% cool if you come. Jordan already told me he expected you to be there and I've got a King-sized bed just calling our name!" Russell continued, hoping to convince her. "Jordan also said we have credits for the resort spa and he rented a yacht to take out on the lake Saturday morning!" He was sure this was enough to sway her. Jordan, his boss, had gone over-the-top planning the retreat. He was eager to show off his newfound success.
"Ok ok, let's do it! That all sounds amazing!" Leila happily agreed. It sounded like a weekend of pampering.
The weekend of the retreat finally arrived and Russell loaded their weekender luggage into the trunk of his SUV. They hit the road to start the 4 hour drive straight to the mountains of Alberta. Russell listened to hours of Fantasy Football podcasts and Leila slept or found new recipes/projects to pin on Pinterest. She couldn't wait to arrive at the mountain resort and put those spa credits to use. Summer was almost over, you could feel the air getting crisper, but that didn't stop her from packing a string bikini and shorts in addition to her more reasonable clothing, jeans and sweaters. As she drifted in and out of sleep, she gazed across the center console at Russell and fell in love with him all over again. His beard was trimmed short and she noticed his strong jaw. His piercing blue eyes stared directly ahead at the ever winding road as he concentrated on driving safely while also listening to draft and line-up tips playing from his weekly sports show.
They finally pulled up to the resort entrance and valeted Russell's SUV. Leila hopped out of the front seat and quickly readjusted her clothing. She was wearing a pair of white shorts and a black spaghetti strap tank top. Russell grabbed their bags from the trunk and tossed his keys to the kid at the valet stand. He wrapped his free arm around her small waist and together they approached the check-in desk.
The resort lobby was gorgeous. 'Jordan must have picked the most expensive resort within a 1000 mile radius,' Russell thought to himself. Only employed for a mere 6 months, he didn't realize just how successful Jordan's business had become. The resort looked like a mansion for royalty. As they approached the large marble check-in desk, they were greeted with glasses of champagne. Their bags were taken by a bellhop and they were lead into the "Cascade Mountain" conference room. As the heavy double doors opened, Russell and Leila joined the other salesmen and their wives for a beautifully set up happy hour. They made their way to the closest bar and Russell grinned as every man turned his head slightly in their direction, clearly checking out his Asian arm candy.
They stood at the bar as the young female bartender mixed up a dirty martini with two olives and a vodka tonic. Leila rarely drank hard liquor, but had a weakness for martinis. It was a weekend retreat after all so she decided to live it up. She was taking a sip of her drink when she heard a deep voice conversing with her boyfriend.
"And who is this beautiful young lady?" the stranger asked.
"Jordan, meet my girlfriend, Leila. Leila, this is my boss." Russell proudly introduced his lover.
"Oh yes, Jordan!" She exclaimed happily, "I've heard so much about you, Russell absolutely loves working for your company and I'm so glad I finally get to meet you!" He was much younger than she had anticipated. He couldn't have been much older than Russell, she guessed he was in his mid-30s. He had caramel colored eyes that matched the color of his hair and scruffy beard. 'He must be a former construction worker himself,' Leila thought to herself as she eyed him up and down, taking in his large frame and broad shoulders.
Jordan on the other hand was awestruck. Not only was the woman standing before him gorgeous with a beautiful body, she had a smile that made his knees weak and his dick twitch in his khaki shorts. He thought all Asian women were beautiful, but had never been with one sexually. He was drawn to their submissive nature, he himself always being a dominant man in the sheets. His imagination wandered as he pictured her tied down to his hotel bed, begging and pleading him not to fuck her, but knowing secretly that she wanted it.
"Well, its great to finally meet you too. I only wish we had met sooner," he smirked. "I expect you both to let loose this weekend - what happens in the mountains, stays in the mountains," he joked and winked at Leila.
Russell noticed his wink. It made him uneasy, but he quickly dismissed the thought when Jordan excused himself and made rounds talking with the other salesmen and their wives. They decided to join Ben and Joe at the bar and ordered a few more rounds. Leila laughed while getting caught up with their wives, Clare and Julie. The three couples had become very close over the past few months; Russell, Ben and Joe were all hired at the same time and were often referred to as the company's latest "pledges." Russell caught his mates eyeing up his woman on several occasions and often wondered if their wives noticed.
"How ya feeling light-weight?" Ben teased her as she stumbled back to her seat from the bar. "Need another martini?"
"Don't get her too drunk, I want to take advantage of her before she passes out," Russell joked.
When they were all good and buzzed for a Friday afternoon, they decided to venture down to the spa and take advantage of their credits. Of course the fabulous resort had a Grade A spa. Not only was there a gym and indoor swimming pool, there was a full service nail salon, massage parlor with sound proof rooms, a seasonal room that was half sauna half imitation winter and a makeup/hair salon. Leila was the only one interested in a massage. She decided to treat herself to a 90 minute massage while the others departed to take advantage of the sauna, whirlpool hot tub and seasonal room. Russell gave her a quick kiss goodbye then smacked her little bubble butt as she turned to walk towards the check in counter. Her masseuse was a young man who led her to a dimly lit room that smelled of lavender with grey padded walls. When he excused himself to give her privacy, she stripped off her shorts and top then placed them in a neatly folded pile on the dresser. She chose to go braless and panty-less that day, which she felt was a wise decision for the road trip, but a poor decision for getting rubbed down by a strange young man. She jumped onto the massage table and laid on her back staring up at the ceiling. The room was chilly but the heated blanket was starting to warm up. She looked down at her naked body to admire her tits. Her nipples were already erect. They looked like little brown pencil erasers pointing up at the ceiling. She grabbed a nipple in between her thumbs and forefingers to give them a slight tug and twist. She had cum from rough nipple stimulation several times, her hard little buds were very sensitive but loved to be abused. She pulled the satin sheet over her naked body then carefully placed the complimentary satin eye mask over her eyes with the elastic band wrapped around the back of her head.
As Leila was getting settled in her room, Jordan was also at the spa tipping her masseuse, bribing him to gain access to Leila's room in private for the next 90 mins. He planned to make his fantasies become a reality for the next hour and a half. Someone needed to test how "sound-proof" the walls really were. The young masseuse happily accepted his $200 bribe and left the spa to take an extra extra long break. Jordan had been watching Leila since he laid eyes on her. Even as he paraded around the conference room, obligated to meet his employees and the many couples in attendance, he was always glancing over to wherever Leila was - ordering another martini, tossing her full head of hair back as she laughed with her girlfriends, stumbling to the bar for another drink - he was drunk off lust for this woman. He had to have her, he had to know what her pussy felt like around his massive dick. He was 8" when rock hard and couldn't stop obsessing about raping her tiny holes with his huge cock. He saw opportunity when her pack deserted the bar and headed to the spa, so he followed. He thanked his lucky stars when Leila separated from her pack and headed to the massage parlor alone, so he followed.
Now he was entering Leila's room, quietly closing the door and locking the deadbolt shut with a key.
"In order to make this the most relaxing massage experience for you," Jordan disguised his voice, "are there any areas where you feel you're holding the most tension?"
"Well my quads and glutes get sore from jogging, it'd be great if you could focus there," Leila replied.
Jordan made his way over to the dresser where bottles of oil were spread out and hurriedly covered his strong hands in lavender scented oil. He noticed her clothes laying on top and grabbed her tank top from the pile then shoved it in his shorts pocket.
He walked over to the table where she was laying face up and admired her tiny little body. Her hard nipples poked through the thin satin sheet making him resist the urge to bite down on each one. He put both hands around her slim neck as he caressed her skin with oil, working his hands around her neck, down her shoulders and finally down to her chest. He gently massaged the top of her chest adding more pressure and genuinely massaging her tight muscles when he heard a moan of pleasure escape through her lips. He loved that she was enjoying herself but he was distracted by the hard tips pointing through the thin sheet covering her naked body, he wanted to see her tits. He slowly pulled the top of the sheet from her chest to her flat stomach exposing her breasts to the air conditioned room.
"Ummm, what are you doing??" Leila asked.
