"You're such a gentleman, Daddy," she said sweetly as I opened the door for Lynn to the black Tesla. She crawled into our Lyft like a cat and I was taken back to a memory of that tiny ass against me and her beautiful blonde hair draped over my shoulder and flowing down my back as we rocked in ecstasy.
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Dinner was amazing. Full buffet of the most exotic eats from around the world. Phenomenal wine service. Fine desserts.
We talked for several hours about the out of state partners we were having a hard time with. Every now and then the conversation drifted into new sex positions she wants to try and BDSM equipment she's been reading about. I had to ask for the check because this little girl was starting to get to me again and I could tell she was well past ready to go.
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When we arrived back at the hotel one of the door greeters opened the car door, I tipped him and the driver each a 20, helped Lynn out of the car and we proceeded back up to our room. We locked arms as a happy couple would after a blissful date and she put her head on my shoulder as we traversed the lobby.
"Daddy?" She said with a low, flirty inflection as the elevator doors closed.
"Yes, dear," I responded calmly as the elevator began its ascent.
"Stop the elevator," she confidently commanded.
"Baby we're just a few floors down now, you can wait."
"No, Daddy," she's insisted as she rushed to push the stop button. "I want you now, Daddy, NOW!!"
She turned to face me and I was all over her like chrome on the railings of that elevator. She gasped in surprise as I pushed her against the side wall. She tried to raise her leg to climb me, but her dress hindered her movement. My left hand came up to her neck, I leaned in to kiss her squarely on the lips, and my right hand found the button to our floor.
The elevator dinged, the doors rolled open, I released my grip, and she pouted as the spell broke with the kiss.
"I said you can wait," I said firmly. "You didn't need to be a brat earlier to get what you wanted."
She bit her lip as she lowered her eyes in submission. I put my hand out to both stop the doors from closing and invite Lynn to lead the way to our room. She picked up her purse and gracefully stepped out of the elevator. I slipped the key card into the door, followed Lynn inside, closed the door behind me, hung my coat on the rack beside the door and after removing her pearls Lynn came completely un-welded from her self control.
She sank her teeth and claws into me like a hungry leopard. It took all the self control I had to get my bowtie off. She yanked at the center of my shirt to pull it apart and reveal my athletically toned chest. A few buttons flew off and hit the coatrack before she could get the shirt off me completely. I gripped a handful of Lynn's hair and kissed her to keep her still long enough to unzip that beautiful, expensive dress she bought while I was at the meeting.
She moaned into my kiss in response to my firm grip and tried to regain control of the situation. We were in an all out battle for Top position at this point. I pushed her small frame hard enough to slam her against the wall. Her back connected with a loud thud and her dress fell to the floor.