Video chat site I think, it will be fine. Reaching the hotel I park my car and head inside.
As I walk into the dimly lit bar I see only a few patrons. One woman in particular sitting alone at the bar draws me like a moth to a flame. Trim, athletic figure, about my height it seems, wearing a flowered blouse and a skirt. I pause as my mouth goes dry, palms sweating again. I walk up to you erotic video chat say "Hi I'm Gregg and I hope you are Kathy?" You look up and I can see that you are as nervous as I am, a half filled wine glass before you. I sit and order some liquid courage myself. We engage in some small talk, still a young nervous but the drinks are helping. I ask about your daughter and you tell me she is gone till early in the evening on auditions. "Well lets go on up to your erotic webcam chat if that's ok with you." As an answer you just rise and take my hand. I throw some money on the bar as you lead me to the bank of elevators.
"What floor?" I ask as the doors close.
"The top," you reply. Pushing the top button I turn to you and put my hands on your shoulders. Pulling you to me our lips crush together in a torrid kiss. I move my hands lower, clasping your tight ass and pull your hips into mine. You grind against me feeling my hardness pressing into you. Our tongues intertwine as a small moan escapes from you. The elevator slows and the doors begin to open. Pulling away we both gasp for breath as a maid enters and pushes the button webcam chat lines the next floor.
"You smell nice and look fantastic," I murmur as the maid gets off on the next floor. The doors are not even fully closed when we come together again. Kissing you on your neck and ears I slowly rub your ass over the silky skirt. You reach down and run your hand over the bulge straining against my fly. I slide my hands up under your skirt so I can feel the video chat site of your skin. Over the globes of your butt I roam freely and slip my hand between to discover that you are already getting wet. A young gasp greets me as I run my palm over your mound, feeling the heat emanating from the confines of your panties. You squeeze me making me gasp in turn.
Finally the elevator reaches your floor and we rush to the door of your room. You are in such a rush you can't make the key card work on the first try and a young snort of exasperation slips from you lips. I don't make things any easier as I reach around video chat site behind and palm your breasts, feeling the hard points of your nipples pressing against the fabric of your blouse. |
