Finding a Roommate Pt. 03 by Volunteer_,Volunteer_

We did leave soon after with an obvious desire to go back to our bedroom as soon as possible. I didn’t take Maddy’s hand and instead placed my hand clearly on her bottom as we walked out. Maddy made no attempt to move it and when we got to the lobby and passed reception, I saw her adjust her dress so that one of her pierced nipples was now pressing against the fabric, the outline clearly visible. While waiting for the lift to take us up, we moved close together and I put my hand on her breast, rubbing her nipple. She backed onto me and ground her ass against my crotch. We were looking at eachother in the reflection on the wall nearby which also mean we could keep an eye on anyone appearing. We were already lowering the class of the building through our antics over the last few minutes.

“You’d let me fuck you right here, wouldn’t you?” I asked confidently.

Maddy exhaled and nodded, always loving when I pusher her limits.

“You’d please me even better knowing there was someone watching, wanting what I have.”

Before she could answer, the lift doors opened and we walked inside. Maddy answered my comment with a passionate kiss and a plea to be fucked hard.

“When we get upstairs I want us to open the curtains and a window while I fuck you.” I said firmly.

Maddy moaned, knowing some of the rooms had private balconies and guests were smoking downstairs. If she wasn’t quiet, she’d be easily heard. When we made it into the room, we kissed hard and made our way over to the bed. We wasted no time with foreplay and instead took eachother’s clothes off in record time. When we were both naked I told Maddy to go and do what I said in the lift. I watched her walk over with shaky legs, knowing she probably wouldn’t be seen but finding the fear arousing nevertheless. Which she did it, I went to my suitcase and got out the gag we packed and a pair of handcuffs.

“Because I can’t trust you to be quiet, I’m going to gag you. Then I’m going to cuff you to the poster and fuck you senseless,” I threatened.

Maddy kissed me on the lips gently and with passion. “Ruin me for anyone else,” she said sexily, almost challenging me with her tone.

I threw her on the bed and did as I said I would. I spent the next half an hour fucking her senseless, watching in awe at the amount of times her eyes rolled upwards in pleasure. Given she was gagged, I made sure she knew that tapping me on the arm twice would make me slow down and three times would mean I’d stop. Maddy loved every second of it and when she finally felt my cum inside her, she pulled at her restraints to try and get closer to me. Her pussy dripped of my cum and her juices as I pulled out and watched it run out of her well-fucked hole. When I un-cuffed her and removed the gag, she simply laid there, looking as spent as I felt.

“Are you okay?” I asked, concerned.

Maddy smiled at me brightly, looking content but tired. “I’m good, sore but in a really satisfied way,” she admitted.

I nodded, that was certainly to be expected given what we’d been doing across the day. Maddy got up with shaky legs, cleaned up and used the bathroom. Our sleep preparations merged thereafter with Maddy also picking out a loose t-shirt after taking her makeup off. She settled in bed beside me and leaned into my chest as I started playing with her hair and generally just helped her relax and settle. She dozed off shortly after we’d turned the light off and kissed goodnight.

***

We woke up in time for breakfast which was certainly well needed to mend our slight hangovers and replace the energy we’d exhausted after leaving the bar. I took extra care with Maddy when she was getting ready, getting things out for her and brushing out her hair.

On the way down to breakfast, hand in hand, Maddy dryly quipped, “It’s amazing how much energy you need to have to lay there and be fucked,”.

I laughed at that and it was made even more funny by an older couple walking into the lift just as she finished speaking.

“Fancy a game of tennis later?” I asked, eager to stretch my legs. It had been a while since I’d played tennis and Maddy claimed to be quite good too.

“Sure,” she said enthusiastically. She waited until we got out of the lift before adding, “about time I pounded you at something!”

I laughed out loud, drawing attention to us in the lobby. We spent all of breakfast trash talking eachother before I suggested we make it more interesting and bet on it. Maddy immediately agreed.

“But nothing sexual because let’s face it, anything you want me to do if I lose, I’m probably going to want to do anyway,” Maddy said evenly.

I couldn’t argue with that. “Okay, the loser has to do all the washing, cook for the next couple of days… and drive home.”

I’d just spent the last few minutes reminding Maddy how tired she already was along with being a touch hungover so I felt like this could be something I could gloat over her for days. I knew she was competitive so I wasn’t at all surprised when she agreed.

We went back upstairs after breakfast, let our food digest and then got changed before heading down and renting a couple of racquets from the facilities area that also housed the spa and sauna. We spent a few minutes warming up and hitting balls casually to eachother. Maddy seemed to move pretty well so looked like she’d be a fun tennis partner. I’d played quite a bit in my teens and at Uni so could hit the ball pretty well and could serve properly too.

I served first over to Maddy, thinking I’d put a pretty good one over to her backhand. She returned it at speed down the line while I watched with my mouth hanging open.

“Lucky shot,” Maddy said smiling.

By the 6^th point, I was cursing myself for not asking why Maddy was so adamant she’d win. It was to the point where hitting it back to her enough to form a rally was an achievement.

“Maddy…” I said questioningly, letting her name hang there like she was in trouble. She always responded honestly when I did that, making me think she used to be Teacher’s Pet at school.

“Well, I might, might have been playing junior tennis against my age group until I was a teenager,” she said smugly.

“Shit,” I muttered.

I managed to build up some form, aided by Maddy’s growing tiredness towards the end, but she smashed me. It wasn’t even close.

“I wish I’d thrown a foot massage into the bet now,” Maddy said at the end, walking over to me as I’d sat down in exhaustion at the final point.

“I thought we weren’t including things we’d do anyway?” I quipped, making her laugh.

“How about an actual massage?” Maddy suggested brightly.

I was happy to agree to that. We handed our racquets back and shared a shower in our room where Maddy washed me all over as a ‘reward for not being a sore loser’. I returned the favour to the victor for a great game, and because I absolutely loved being close to her. We called down to reception and booked a couple of massages for an hour later, spending the time relaxing and recovering.

When we made it down to the massage area, we were greeted by a really pretty brunette who was a few inches shorter than us with a bright smile and a soothing voice that most masseuses are either born with or develop. Maddy went first and I couldn’t help my mind drifting towards the two of them being alone in a different room. It was an extremely arousing thought so I had to keep it under control as I hung out around the pool area waiting for my turn. It had quite a lot of people around but the pool and spa area was sizeable so there was plenty of space.