The hotel

 Carol has been working in the hotel for a few weeks now. The newly opened luxury hostel was still struggling with initial difficulties. The first guests could already be welcomed, baited with special offers, and they overlooked one or the other mishap. Still, there was still a lot to do, of course. But that's exactly why she was here. Their task was to eliminate these start-up problems and to hand over a perfectly running hotel to a "normal" manager in about a year. The next challenge awaited them in the form of another hotel opening. That was her thing and she could do her job.
Carol had retired to her office for a short break, sipping a cappuccino and letting her mind wander back. When she moved into the sublet penthouse apartment, she had met Tyron, her neighbor. Whereby “encountered” might not be the right word. She remembered how she had decided the first evening to inaugurate the whirlpool on the terrace by having a nice evening with a waterproof vibrator. Little did she know that the pool belonged not to her alone, but also to the resident of the neighboring penthouse. This resident was Tyron, who had for a while observed Carol's goings-on with great pleasure, as his magnificent erection betrayed when Carol discovered his presence. But he didn't feel caught out at all. With a big smile and a twinkle in his blue eyes he simply offered his male support in what she was doing, climbed into the pool with her without waiting for an answer, as if it were the most natural thing in the world. And she had accepted this support more than gladly. It was kind of crazy. Who is going to fuck a complete stranger? She had done it and had no regrets.
She had called on Tyron's assistance several times since that evening. If she felt like having sex, and that has been almost permanent lately, all she had to do was walk across the terrace or knock on his apartment door. Tyron was always ready. On some evenings he was already waiting for her, as if he seemed to sense that she was already longing for his bodies. The elevator door opened and he stood there. Only wearing shorts. Carol could clearly see his erection through the thin fabric. A sight that always aroused her, she knew how much pleasure this wand could give her. Carol loved the way Tyron took over the dominant role in sex, giving her orders and sometimes touching her harder. Was she setting the tone at work, but lately she's been submissive when making love.
She had changed. Carol had become freer, more relaxed, and more open, and not just during sex. She lived out her needs as best she could, a little more every day. When she pulled a pair of panties out of the drawer as usual this morning, she hesitated. "Why not", she put the item back in the drawer with a smile. She pulled only the hold-up, black stockings over her long, tanned legs before she slipped into the tight skirt. "If so," she said to herself, and the unsightly bra, which was supposed to hide her large breasts from lustful colleagues' looks, went back into the drawer. "Let them stare, after all, I'm the boss". In the past, when colleagues or employees peered at her lush bosom with horny looks, she would have loved to sink into the ground. Now she liked the idea, she even felt a certain anticipation for the inevitable. Her breasts were so lush that it wouldn't be long before the first men reacted.
She had never before worn a service blouse without a bra. The starched fabric scratched her nipples lightly but not uncomfortably, which reacted immediately to this new feeling and pressed hard against the fabric. A look in the mirror showed that the blouse was slightly see-through and that her nipples and hard nipples were clearly visible. Although she liked the sight, Carol opted for an additional costume jacket that she could button up and hide the nakedness of her breasts for as long as she wanted. As a hotel manager, she had to make this compromise. In the corner of the bedroom was a pair of black high heels she didn't normally wear to work. Today she put them on.
As she got on the subway on her high heels, walked through the hotel lobby, with every step she took, she felt different. Maybe it was silly, but leaving those scraps off had excited her. It was a whole new, crazy feeling. She felt the moisture of her vagina wet the inside of her thighs, every breath of wind played around her legs and appeared like a gentle caress of her clit, which had hardened after just a few steps and was throbbing with pleasure.
She closed her eyes, leaned back on the desk chair and slipped a hand under the waistband of her skirt, down to her throbbing pearl and her more than damp pleasure cave. With firm pressure she rubbed her lustful clit, pushed her fingers deep into her vagina. Carol groaned. Her free hand slipped under her blouse, between her fingertips she rubbed her hard nipples, squeezed and kneaded her breasts, caressing her flat stomach. She felt the rising orgasm, beads of sweat appeared on her forehead. Faster and faster her fingers penetrated the pleasure cavity, with the ball of her hand she rubbed her pearl at the same time. "Carol? You have to go to the meeting, let's go ”. Kate's voice on the intercom sounded slightly tinny and abruptly interrupted Carol's activity. "Damn it, Couldn't you have waited another 5 minutes? ", Carol winced, cursed loudly and pulled her hands back. She had completely forgotten her surroundings and time. Kate was her long-time assistant, who moved with her from hotel to hotel and at least shared her joys and sorrows on business. In private they always kept their distance. In the evening everyone went their own way. With trembling fingers she pressed the answer button "OK, I'm on my way," she croaked into the microphone in a hoarse voice. Carol took a few deep breaths, tried to suppress her excitement somehow, and straightened her wardrobe. "Masturbating at work, you have a bang," she rebuked herself, got up and went to meet the new service staff. In any case, if Kate noticed something, she didn't show it. Carol winced, cursed loudly, and withdrew her hands. She had completely forgotten her surroundings and time. Kate was her longtime assistant, who moved with her from hotel to hotel and at least shared her joys and sorrows on business. In private they always kept their distance. In the evening everyone went their own way. With trembling fingers she pressed the answer button "OK, I'm on my way," she croaked into the microphone in a hoarse voice. Carol took a few deep breaths, tried to suppress her excitement somehow, and straightened her wardrobe. "Masturbating at work, you have a bang," she rebuked herself, got up and went to meet the new service staff. In any case, if Kate noticed something, she didn't show it. Carol winced, cursed loudly, and withdrew her hands. She had completely forgotten her surroundings and time. Kate was her long-time assistant, who moved with her from hotel to hotel and at least shared her joys and sorrows on business. In private they always kept their distance. In the evening everyone went their own way. With trembling fingers she pressed the answer button "OK, I'm on my way," she croaked into the microphone in a hoarse voice. Carol took a few deep breaths, tried to suppress her excitement somehow, and straightened her wardrobe. "Masturbating at work, you have a bang," she rebuked herself, got up and went to meet the new service staff. In any case, if Kate noticed something, she didn't show it. She had completely forgotten her surroundings and time. Kate was her longtime assistant, who moved with her from hotel to hotel and at least shared her joys and sorrows on business. In private they always kept their distance. In the evening everyone went their own way. With trembling fingers she pressed the answer button "OK, I'm on my way," she croaked into the microphone in a hoarse voice. Carol took a few deep breaths, tried to suppress her excitement somehow, and straightened her wardrobe. "Masturbating at work, you have a bang," she rebuked herself, got up and went to meet the new service staff. In any case, if Kate noticed something, she didn't show it. She had completely forgotten her surroundings and time. Kate was her long-time assistant, who moved with her from hotel to hotel and at least shared her joys and sorrows on business. In private they always kept their distance. In the evening everyone went their own way. With trembling fingers she pressed the answer button "OK, I'm on my way," she croaked into the microphone in a hoarse voice. Carol took a few deep breaths, tried to suppress her excitement somehow, and straightened her wardrobe. "Masturbating at work, you have a bang," she rebuked herself, got up and went to meet the new service staff. In any case, if Kate noticed something, she didn't show it. who moved with her from hotel to hotel and at least shared her joys and sorrows on business. In private they always kept their distance. In the evening everyone went their own way. With trembling fingers she pressed the answer button "OK, I'm on my way," she croaked into the microphone in a hoarse voice. Carol took a few deep breaths, tried to suppress her excitement somehow, and straightened her wardrobe. "Masturbating at work, you have a bang," she rebuked herself, got up and went to meet the new service staff. In any case, if Kate noticed something, she didn't show it. who moved with her from hotel to hotel and at least shared the joys and sorrows of her business. In private they always kept their distance. In the evening everyone went their own way. With trembling fingers she pressed the answer button "OK, I'm on my way," she croaked into the microphone in a hoarse voice. Carol took a few deep breaths, tried to suppress her excitement somehow, and straightened her wardrobe. "Masturbating at work, you have a bang," she rebuked herself, got up and went to meet the new service staff. In any case, if Kate noticed something, she didn't show it. Carol took a few deep breaths, tried to suppress her excitement somehow, and straightened her wardrobe. "Masturbating at work, you have a bang," she rebuked herself, got up and went to meet the new service staff. In any case, if Kate noticed something, she didn't show it. Carol took a few deep breaths, tried to suppress her excitement somehow, and straightened her wardrobe. "Masturbating at work, you have a bang," she rebuked herself, got up and went to meet the new service staff. In any case, if Kate noticed something, she didn't show it.
It was warm and stuffy in the room, the subjects dry. Carol only attended the discussion as a silent observer. She only had to intervene when the new group leaders needed her help. So she could let her thoughts run free again. The employees present were mostly male, as Carol noticed with a look around the group. “What would they think if they knew what’s going on with me today, that I’m so horny that I would like to put my hand back under my skirt and finish what I have just started? "Concentrate, Carol, you are here at work," she called herself to reason. Her gaze fell on the young waiter, who was sitting right next to her and had not yet taken part in the discussion. The excessive swelling in his pants explained his silence. He stared with horny eyes at her plump breasts with the erect, hard nipples. Carol had opened a few buttons of the costume jacket in her mind to get some cooling. In doing so, she had completely forgotten that she was dressed a little less today than usual. She quietly closed the buttons again without taking her eyes off the young man. "Are you okay?" She asked him with a soft smile. The young waiter immediately turned red in the face and he tried to hide his erection by changing his sitting position, which was not easy because of the size. Somehow he felt a little sorry for Carol, as excited as she herself was, she hardly had anything against him if he just threw her on the table, pushed her skirt up, He rammed his hard prick into her love cave without hesitation and fucked her until they both had come to orgasm screaming and moaning. She imagined how he tore open your blouse, her oversized breasts almost jumped towards him with greed for touch, he gripped tightly with both hands while he pushed deep and hard into her again and again, and the rest of the room stared speechless at what was happening . The action would have gone down in the history of the hotel. However, she would then be out of her job and she really didn't want that. Still, she liked the idea. The lustful pulling in her abdomen became stronger again and her lust juices oozed noticeably from between her labia. She imagined how he tore open your blouse, her oversized breasts almost jumped towards him with greed for touch, he gripped tightly with both hands while he repeatedly pushed deep and hard into her, and the rest of the room stared speechless at what was happening . The action would have gone down in the history of the hotel. However, she would then be out of her job and she really didn't want that. Still, she liked the idea. The lustful pulling in her abdomen became stronger again and her lust juices oozed noticeably between her labia. She imagined how he tore open your blouse, her oversized breasts almost jumped towards him with greed for touch, he gripped tightly with both hands while he thrust deeply and firmly into her, and the rest of the room stared speechless at what was happening . The action would have gone down in the history of the hotel. However, she would then be out of her job and she really didn't want that. Still, she liked the idea. The lustful pulling in her abdomen became stronger again and her lust juices oozed noticeably from between her labia. The action would have gone down in the history of the hotel. However, she would then be out of her job and she really didn't want that. Still, she liked the idea. The lustful pulling in her abdomen became stronger again and her lust juices oozed noticeably from between her labia. The action would have gone down in the history of the hotel. However, she would then be out of her job and she really didn't want that. Still, she liked the idea. The lustful pulling in her abdomen became stronger again and her lust juices oozed noticeably from between her labia.
“A guest really wants to speak to the manager. I've tried everything but he just wants to talk to you personally and he didn't say exactly what it was about, ”Kate reported this when Carol returned to the office. She knew that Carol didn't particularly like conversations with guests about badly made beds and leaking taps or other banalities and was not thrilled that she couldn't get rid of the guest. "It's okay, I'll go." Basically, Carol was glad not to be sitting alone in her office again, she wouldn't have been able to do her work properly anyway. The longings of her abdomen were too strong. Perhaps the guest would finally change her mind or at least shorten the time until the end of the day and the following weekend, which would finally give her the opportunity to satisfy her lust undisturbed. "Maybe Tyron was back too" longingly she thought of his arts. "Have a nice weekend, you know, I still have a doctor's appointment and I'm gone now," she heard Kate say when she was almost out the door. "I thank you as well". At least she was alone in the office now.
His name was Mike Keller. He had checked in at noon and prepaid for the suite for one night. "Good-looking business guy, actually quite nice," Kate had found out for her, so that she could at least get an idea of ​​what type of man was asking for the manager. Carol didn't know more when she knocked on his door. This was only ajar and swung open further by knocking. "Hello? Mr. Keller? Are you there? I'm Carol, the manager, you wanted to speak to me, ”she called as she slowly entered the darkened suite. "Hello?" At the same moment as she heard the door slam behind her, she was gripped by strong, muscular arms, one hand pressed to her mouth to suppress her instinctive scream. "Silently" whispered a man's voice, Somehow known to Carol but alien. She nodded slowly to signal to the man that she wouldn't scream. Her heart was pounding, and not just with fear. No, there was more, much more, something about the situation excited her immensely.
The man slowly took his hand from her mouth, but continued to hold her tightly in both arms. Carol noticed almost unconsciously that his arms and shoulders were bare. He pressed her body tight. She felt his breath on her neck, but she also felt the hardness of his penis pressing against her back. Not only were his arms bare, he was completely bare, she was sure of that. Suddenly and unexpectedly for Carol, he broke away from her, but at the same time pulled his hands behind her back. "Click, click," she heard the handcuffs close, which now held her hands behind her back. With a firm grip he urged her forward to the small desk in the anteroom of the suite. He pushed her upper body forward and pushed her skirt up over her hips. Her bare bottom was exposed in front of him. With his knees he pushed her legs further apart until her vagina was free in front of him. Carol had the feeling her pleasure juice was dripping out of her so much the situation excited her. Maybe she should have been scared or tried to escape, no, she was enjoying every moment. The pulling in her abdomen was almost unbearable, her throbbing pearl was stuck out hard and greedily. "Take me, please," she cried pleadingly and stretched her buttocks towards the strange man. She wanted to feel his plump penis inside her, wanted to be shagged. No fantasies, no masturbating, finally real sex. The blows to her bare skin hit her suddenly. Although the pain wasn't severe, she screamed out loud. Several times his palm slapped her buttocks. Each stroke increased her excitement and pleasure. "You horny bitch, you run around without laundry". She heard the man's voice say, which again sounded strange and yet somehow familiar. Moving quickly, he blindfolded her, left his position behind her, and walked around the desk. Carol didn't dare move. "Put it in your mouth and make an effort," he commanded in a hard voice. He doesn't have to say that twice, Carol loved fellatio. She greedily received his throbbing, hard penis between her lips. Her tongue played around his velvety glans while her lips exerted alternating pressure on his shaft. She knew from his groans that he liked what she was doing. She would have loved to have her hands free to support her work. "Good, honey," his tone sounded less harsh now. He withdrew his penis from her and stepped back behind Carol, who was lying in an unchanged position on the desk with her bare bottom on her stomach. With a firm grip on her hair, he pulled her upper body up. Again they cupped his bare arms from behind. With a jerk he tore open his jacket and blouse. Carol heard the buttons fly across the room. He gripped her bare, plump breasts with a firm grip, his fingertips rubbing her nipples. She felt his hard penis between her legs. Carol groaned. She would have loved to feel it inside her. Before she could really enjoy the new situation, it was over. He picked her up, carried her onto the wide bed, quickly loosened the handcuffs behind her back and immediately reattached them to the bed rail over her head. He spread her legs wide apart and tied her feet too. Now she was completely at his mercy. She lay on the bed, blind and tied by her arms and legs. Escape was finally impossible. She felt him climb between her legs. His hands slid up her thighs, on to her breasts. His tongue went suddenly into her hot, wet crevice, caressed her pearl and penetrated her again while his hands worked on her breasts. She lifted her pelvis, stretched it out towards him as best as possible with the cuffs. The lust and greed had become almost unbearable. It raged inside her. Her body was on fire. She just wanted to feel his cock inside. Deep, firm and hard. "Please please She was lying on the bed, blind and tied by her arms and legs. Escape was finally impossible. She felt him climb between her legs. His hands slid up her thighs, on to her breasts. His tongue went suddenly into her hot, wet crevice, caressed her pearl and penetrated her again while his hands worked on her breasts. She lifted her pelvis, stretched it out towards him as best as possible with the cuffs. The lust and greed had become almost unbearable. It raged inside her. Her body was on fire. She just wanted to feel his cock inside. Deep, firm and hard. "Please please She lay on the bed, blind and tied by her arms and legs. Escape was finally impossible. She felt him climb between her legs. His hands slid up her thighs, on to her breasts. His tongue went suddenly into her hot, wet crevice, caressed her pearl and penetrated her again while his hands worked on her breasts. She lifted her pelvis, stretched it out towards him as best as possible with the cuffs. The lust and greed had become almost unbearable. It raged inside her. Her body was on fire. She just wanted to feel his cock inside. Deep, firm and hard. "Please please His tongue went suddenly into her hot, wet crevice, caressed her pearl and penetrated her again while his hands worked on her breasts. She lifted her pelvis, stretched it out towards him as best as possible with the cuffs. The lust and greed had become almost unbearable. It raged inside her. Her body was on fire. She just wanted to feel his cock inside. Deep, firm and hard. "Please please His tongue went suddenly into her hot, wet crevice, caressed her pearl and penetrated her again while his hands worked her breasts. She lifted her pelvis, stretched it out towards him as best as possible with the cuffs. The lust and greed had become almost unbearable. It raged inside her. Her body was on fire. She just wanted to feel his cock inside. Deep, firm and hard. "Please please**** me, ”she shouted into the darkness. At last he heard her pleading. Without hesitation he pushed his prengel deep into her wet column and ***** her as she wanted, firmly, hard, fast and relentless. Carol's orgasm was like an explosion, lightning flashes through her body, her vagina, her entire abdomen spasmed, hot waves rushed through her, she screamed her release loudly into the darkness. With a loud groan he came too and poured his lust into her. Her bound body sank back exhausted but satisfied on the bed.
With a jerk she awoke from a dreamless sleep. The room was brightly lit, her arms and legs were no longer cuffed. If her blouse hadn't been torn, she would have thought everything was a dream. Mike Keller, or whoever he was, had left the room. Carol was alone. Would she ever find out who had given her so much pleasure?
It was after midnight when Carol walked into her penthouse. On the table was a message from Tyron: "Come to me tomorrow for breakfast, I'm looking forward to you" was on the note. When she picked up the note, something fell down. Only when she picked it up did she realize what it was. A button on her blouse.