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It hadn’t been hard to convince Jen to spend an evening at a local hotel. We both work hard and have little time for the lusty little trysts that we so enjoyed. Both of us were worn out and sorely in need of some hot, unbridled sex. So, in an effort to shine romantically, I secretly booked a room in a rather nice hotel on the beachside. Well, it wasn’t exactly just a room. A little flirting coupled with an extra special view of my substantial cleavage encouraged the undersexed college student working the front desk to bump up my reservation without the inconvenience of paying extra. I made a mental note that his well-structured build might even play into my plans for the evening. Making certain that I could extend my stay, I subtly traced the outline of my lips and smiled at him. Oh yeah, he was interested. Chucking to myself, I swayed out of the lobby and towards my car. I had work to do in order to be ready for the evening's activities. Several hours later, I picked Jen up from her job. She was confused as I deviated from our usual routine and headed for the bridge that connected the choked city that we lived in to the salty freedom of the beach. “Where are you going now?” she quipped. “ I haven’t even had a shower, I can’t…” I held up a finger, grinning. “No questions just go with it. Everything is taken care of, just relax and enjoy the ride.” I went back to driving, leaving Jen to her own devices to figure out what was going on. Deeply satisfied, I knew that she would never figure out what my scheme was. Hell, she had most likely forgotten the conversation about bondage that we had several weeks prior to this. I waited, excited, to spring this trap for weeks. After she had admitted to me that she was curious about being tied up and beaten, I had ravished her. The idea of making her my sexual slave swirled in my mind and tonight was finally when I would have the satisfaction of fulfilling that urgency. “We are going to a hotel?” She was still confused. “This must be expensive.” Try as she might, she couldn’t hide the excitement crawling within her. Perfect. “Well, I thought it would be nice to get away for a day or two. Something…different.” I smiled at her. One of her well-manicured eyebrows arched upwards, betraying her skepticism. Don’t blow it being a smart ass, I reminded myself. “Lets head upstairs, I already have the room taken care of.” As we swept into the lobby, I noticed the clerk checking us out intently. He smiled at me and nodded, letting me know that he remembered my show from earlier. I cast a glance at him over my shoulder as I stepped onto the elevator behind Jen. This was going to get interesting indeed. I slid the plastic into its receptacle on the door, hearing the telltale click as the lock yielded. I opened the door and ushered Jen in, sliding a hand along her back as she passed. The door had barely closed before I grabbed her arms and spun her against the nearest wall, kissing her lips to silence any protest. That always worked, always made her melt into me like sweet candy. My tongue dominated her mouth, demanding to taste hers. In the distance, I could hear her moans as I ran my hands under her shirt. I dropped to my knees, lifting her skirt out of my way. My pussy was already soaked; I |
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