With my arm still linked in his I looked back at her, and winked, as we walked away across to the elevator my stiletto heels clicking loudly on the marbled floor.
“You’ll get us thrown out of here if you aren’t careful.”
“What!” I protested innocently.
“You know what. You and the receptionist just now.” He laughed as the lift doors pinged open.
Stepping inside I glanced back at him “She deserved it the supercilious cow.”
As the elevator slid silently closed behind us, I pressed myself against him, my arms encircling his neck and tilting my face up towards him as I pulled his mouth down to mine.
At first it was gentle, teasing, our lips barely touching, but it quickly developed into something more, his tongue playing with mine as I let him take control. We were still kissing passionately as we reached the fifth floor and the doors opened.
Pulling back from me I blushed and stared at the floor as we stepped out past the tutting middle-aged couple waiting to go down.
“What number room was your room hon?” taking his arm I giggled as we turned left and I let him lead me along the carpeted corridor to room 509.
“You’re bloody incorrigible, do you know that?” he chuckled once the couple were out of earshot and on their way to the ground floor.
“Mmhhmm… it makes life fun.”
Shaking his head, he grinned and unlocked the door.
A typical hotel bedroom; it had a short hallway that opened into a fairly spacious area containing a double bed and a sofa as well as a table and chairs.
The far wall was mostly glass and opened out onto a balcony that overlooked the twinkling lights of the city. The only other thing of note was the small bathroom just inside the entrance.
“Very nice.” I murmured looking about me as he slipped off his jacket and stepped up close behind me, wrapping his arms around me to pull me back against him.
Nuzzling my neck, I felt his hands on my breasts, moulding around them and freely groping them for a moment, my rapidly swelling nipples pushing out through the thin material.
Closing my eyes, I let myself lean back against him while I enjoyed the feel of a man’s hands on me for the first time in quite a while. Gently pinching the sensitive buds, he teased them into semi-hard points, making me sigh contentedly as he did so.
“Oh fuck…. that feels so good.” I slid my right hand back between us, my fingers tracing the outline of his partially firm cock through his suit.
Slipping the straps of my dress over my shoulders he eased the bodice down, exposing my modest breasts to his hands. Rolling and pinching the sensitive nubs he soon had me gasping breathlessly, eager for more, as they hardened into reasonable imitations of pencil erasers surrounded by my dark areola.
“Mmmmmm… that feels sooooo good!” my voice was almost inaudible as I murmured pleasurably.
When he pulled me round to face him, I slipped my arms around his neck and tipped my mouth up so he could kiss me. Once again it was gentle at first, but the intensity increased as his tongue find mine. Our lips staying locked together while he slowly drew my zipper all the way down.
Stepping back from him so he could see me properly I allowed my dress to slither down my body, pooling around my feet before I scooped it up and deposited it across a chair.
“Do you like?” I bit my lower lip as I gazed demurely at him.
“Very much.” He smiled and I slipped back into his arms.
“There isn’t that better?” I purred sexily, lifting my mouth up to his again.
He leant in to kiss me again, his hand cupping my firm tit while his fingers toyed with my nipple I trembled with lust, my arms back about his neck as my body pressed against his, responding to his touch.