The hotel

 Carol has been working at the hotel for a few weeks now. The newly opened luxury hostel was still struggling with teething problems. However, the first guests could already be accommodated, lured with special offers, they tended to ignore one or the other mishap. Nevertheless, there was of course still a lot to do. But that's exactly why she was here. Their task was to eliminate these start-up problems and hand over a perfectly running hotel to a "normal" manager in about a year. The next challenge was already waiting for them in the form of another hotel opening. That was her thing and she knew her job.
Carol had retired to her office for a short break, sipping a cappuccino and letting her mind wander. When she moved into the sublet penthouse apartment, she met Tyron, her neighbor. Although "met" might not have been the right word. She remembered how the first night she decided to inaugurate the jacuzzi on the terrace by having a nice evening with a waterproof vibrator. She had no idea that the pool wasn't hers alone, but also belonged to the occupant of the neighboring penthouse. That occupant was Tyron, who had been watching Carol's activities unnoticed for some time with great relish, as evidenced by his magnificent erection when Carol discovered his presence. But he didn't feel caught. With a big smile and a twinkle in his blue eyes, he simply offered his manly support in what she was doing, climbing into the pool with her without waiting for an answer as if it were the most natural thing in the world. And she was more than happy to accept that support. It was kinda crazy. Who fucks a complete stranger anyway? She had done it and had no regrets.
She had enlisted Tyron's support a number of times since that evening. If she felt like having sex, and that had been a constant state of affairs lately, all she had to do was walk across the terrace or knock on his apartment door. Tyron was always ready. Some evenings he was already waiting for her, as if he sensed that she already longed for his body. The elevator door opened and he stood there. Dressed only in shorts. Carol could clearly see his erection through the thin fabric. A sight that always aroused her, knowing how much pleasure this wand could bring her. Carol loved how Tyron took the dominant role during sex, giving her orders and sometimes touching her harder. She was the dominant one at work, lately she liked to be submissive when making love.
She had changed. Carol had become freer, more relaxed and more open, and not just in 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 this morning as usual, she hesitated. "Why not," she put the thing back in the drawer with a smile. She only pulled the black stockings over her long, tanned legs before she slipped into the tight skirt. "If so, then," she said to herself, even the ugly bra that was supposed to hide her large breasts from lascivious looks from colleagues went back into the drawer. "Let them stare, after all I'm the boss". In the past, when colleagues or employees squinted at her ample breasts with horny looks, she would have preferred to sink into the ground. Now she liked the idea, even felt a certain anticipation of the inevitable. Her breasts were so luscious that it wouldn't be long before the first men responded.
She'd never worn a shirt without a bra before. The starched fabric scratched her nipples slightly but not at all unpleasantly, which immediately responded to this new feeling and pressed hard against the fabric. A look in the mirror showed that the blouse was slightly transparent and her nipples and hard nipples were clearly visible. Though she liked the look, Carol opted for an extra suit jacket that she could button up and hide the bareness of her breasts for as long as she wanted. As a hotel manager, she probably had to make this compromise. In the corner of the bedroom lay a pair of black high heels that she didn't usually wear to work. Today she put them on.
As she got on the subway in her high heels, walked through the hotel lobby, with just every step, she felt different. Maybe it was silly, but leaving out those bits of fabric had excited her. It was a whole new, crazy feeling. She felt the moisture from her vagina wet the inside of her thighs, every breath of wind caressed her legs and seemed like a gentle caress to her clit, which had hardened after just a few steps and was throbbing with pleasure.
She closed her eyes, leaned back in the desk chair and slipped a hand under the waistband of her skirt, down to her throbbing bead and her more than wet lust cave. With firm pressure she rubbed her lustful clit, shoving 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, caressed her flat stomach. She felt the rising orgasm, beads of sweat appeared on her forehead. Faster and faster her fingers penetrated the lust cavity, with the heel of her hand she rubbed her pearl at the same time. "Carole? You have to go to the meeting, let's go." Kate's voice sounded slightly tinny over the intercom, abruptly interrupting what Carol was doing. "Damned, couldn't you have waited 5 more minutes?” Carol flinched, cursed loudly and pulled her hands back. She had completely forgotten her surroundings and the time. Kate was her longtime assistant, who moved from hotel to hotel with her and at least officially shared joys and sorrows. 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, trying to contain her excitement somehow and adjusted her wardrobe. "Masturbating at work, you're crazy," she reproached herself, got up and made her way to the meeting with the new service staff. If Kate noticed something, she gave no sign. cursed loudly and pulled her hands back. She had completely forgotten her surroundings and the time. Kate was her longtime assistant, who moved from hotel to hotel with her and at least officially shared joys and sorrows. 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, trying to contain her excitement somehow and adjusted her wardrobe. "Masturbating at work, you're crazy," she reproached herself, got up and made her way to the meeting with the new service staff. If Kate noticed something, she gave no sign. cursed loudly and pulled her hands back. She had completely forgotten her surroundings and the time. Kate was her longtime assistant, who moved from hotel to hotel with her and at least officially shared joys and sorrows. 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, trying to contain her excitement somehow and adjusted her wardrobe. "Masturbating at work, you're crazy," she reproached herself, got up and made her way to the meeting with the new service staff. If Kate noticed something, she gave no sign. Kate was her longtime assistant, who moved from hotel to hotel with her and at least officially shared joys and sorrows. 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, trying to contain her excitement somehow and adjusted her wardrobe. "Masturbating at work, you're crazy," she reproached herself, got up and made her way to the meeting with the new service staff. If Kate noticed something, she gave no sign. Kate was her longtime assistant, who moved from hotel to hotel with her and at least officially shared joys and sorrows. 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, trying to contain her excitement somehow and adjusted her wardrobe. "Masturbating at work, you're crazy," she reproached herself, got up and made her way to the meeting with the new service staff. If Kate noticed something, she gave no sign. 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, trying to contain her excitement somehow and adjusted her wardrobe. "Masturbating at work, you're crazy," she reproached herself, got up and made her way to the meeting with the new service staff. If Kate noticed something, she gave no sign. 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, trying to contain her excitement somehow and adjusted her wardrobe. "Masturbating at work, you're crazy," she reproached herself, got up and made her way to the meeting with the new service staff. If Kate noticed something, she gave no sign. got up and made his way to the meeting with the new service personnel. If Kate noticed something, she gave no sign. got up and made his way to the meeting with the new service personnel. If Kate noticed something, she gave no sign.
It was warm and stuffy in the hall, the topics 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. "What would they think if they knew what's going on with me today, that I'm so horny that I want to put my hand back up my skirt and finish what I've just started? "Concentrate, Carol, you're here at work," she called to herself. Her eyes fell on the young waiter who was sitting right next to her and hadn't taken part in the discussion until now. The obvious swelling in his pants explained his silence. He stared with a horny look at her plump breasts with erect, hard nipples. Carol had undone a few buttons on the suit jacket in her mind to get some cooling. She had completely forgotten that she was dressed a little less than usual today. She buttoned up the buttons calmly without taking her eyes off the young man. "Are you okay?" she asked him smiling softly. The young waiter's face immediately blushed 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, excited as she was herself, she almost wouldn't have minded if he just threw her on the table, pushed up her skirt, rammed his hard cock into her love cave without hesitation and shagged her until they both climaxed loudly screaming and moaning. She imagined him ripping open her blouse, her oversized breasts almost bouncing out of lust for touch, he gripped firmly with both hands while thrusting deep and hard into her again and again, and the rest of the room stared speechless at what was happening . The action would certainly have gone down in the history of the hotel. However, she would probably lose her job and she really didn't want that. Still, she liked the idea. The pleasurable pulling in her abdomen became stronger again and her pleasure juices welled up noticeably between her labia. She imagined him ripping open her blouse, her oversized breasts almost bouncing out of lust for touch, he gripped firmly with both hands while thrusting deep and hard into her again and again, and the rest of the room stared speechless at what was happening . The action would certainly have gone down in the history of the hotel. However, she would probably lose her job and she really didn't want that. Still, she liked the idea. The pleasurable pulling in her abdomen became stronger again and her pleasure juices welled up noticeably between her labia. She imagined him ripping open her blouse, her oversized breasts almost bouncing out of lust for touch, he gripped firmly with both hands while thrusting deep and hard into her again and again, and the rest of the room stared speechless at what was happening . The action would certainly have gone down in the history of the hotel. However, she would probably lose her job and she really didn't want that. Still, she liked the idea. The pleasurable pulling in her abdomen became stronger again and her pleasure juices welled up noticeably between her labia. The action would certainly have gone down in the history of the hotel. However, she would probably lose her job and she really didn't want that. Still, she liked the idea. The pleasurable pulling in her abdomen became stronger again and her pleasure juices welled up noticeably between her labia. The action would certainly have gone down in the history of the hotel. However, she would probably lose her job and she really didn't want that. Still, she liked the idea. The pleasurable pulling in her abdomen became stronger again and her pleasure juices welled up noticeably between her labia.
“A guest is dying to speak to the manager. I've tried everything but he just wants to talk to you personally and he hasn't said what it's about," Kate said on Carol's return to the office. She knew that Carol didn't particularly like talking to guests about poorly made beds and leaking faucets or any other banal thing, and she wasn't thrilled that she couldn't brush the guest off. "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 in her abdomen were too strong. Maybe 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," she thought longingly of his art. "Have a nice weekend, you know I have a doctor's appointment and I'm off now," she heard Kate say as 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'd checked in at noon and paid for the one-night suite in advance. "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. That's all Carol knew when she knocked on his door. This was only ajar and continued to swing through her knocking. "Hi? Mr Keller? are they there I'm Carol, the manager, you wanted to speak to me,” she called as she slowly entered the darkened suite. "Hello?" The moment she heard the door slam shut behind her, a strong, muscular arm gripped her, one hand clamped over her mouth to stifle her instinctive scream. "Quiet" whispered a man's voice, which somehow seemed familiar to Carol, yet strange. She slowly nodded to signal the man that she wasn't going to scream. Her heart was pounding wildly, and not just with fear. No, there was more, much more, something about the situation excited her immensely.
The man slowly removed his hand from her mouth but continued to hold her tightly with both arms. Almost unconsciously, Carol noticed that his arms and shoulders were bare. He pressed her body tightly against him. She felt his breath on the back of her neck, but she also felt the hardness of his penis pressing against her back. Not only were his arms bare, he was completely undressed, of that she was sure. Suddenly and unexpectedly for Carol, he broke away from her, but at the same time pulled her hands behind her back. "Click, click," she heard the handcuffs closing, which now held her hands behind her back. With a firm grip he urged her forward to the small desk that stood in the antechamber of the suite. He pushed her torso 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 exposed in front of him. Carol felt like her cum was dripping out of her so aroused by the situation. Maybe she should have been afraid or tried to escape, no, she was enjoying every moment. The pulling in her abdomen was almost unbearable, her throbbing pearl was stretched out hard and greedy. "Take me, please," she called out pleadingly and stretched out her buttocks to the strange man. She wanted to feel his hard penis inside her, wanted to be fucked. No fantasies, no masturbating, finally real sex. The blows to her bare skin hit her suddenly. Although the pain wasn't severe, she cried out loudly. His flat hand slapped her buttocks several times. Each stroke increased her excitement and desire. "You horny bitch, walking around without laundry". She heard the man's voice, which seemed strange to her again and yet somehow familiar, say. With a quick movement he blindfolded her, left his position behind her and walked around the desk. Carol didn't dare to move. "Put it in your mouth and make an effort," he ordered in a hard voice. He doesn't need to say that twice, Carol loved fellatio. She eagerly received his throbbing, hard penis between her lips. Her tongue played around his velvety glans while her lips exerted varying pressure on his shaft. She could tell from his moans that he liked what she was doing. She would have liked to have had her hands free to support her work. "Good, sweetie," his tone was less harsh now. He pulled his penis away from her and stepped back behind Carol, who was lying face down on the desk, bare-bottomed, in the same position. With a firm grip on her hair, he pulled her upper body up. Again they clasped 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 exposed, ample 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 have felt him inside her. Before she could really enjoy the new situation, it was over. He lifted her up, carried her onto the wide bed, quickly unbuckled the handcuffs behind her back and quickly fastened them to the bed rails over her head. He spread her legs wide apart and also tied her feet up. Now she was completely at his mercy. She was lying on the bed, blind and with her arms and legs tied. Escape had finally become impossible. She felt him climb between her legs. His hands slid up her thighs, on to her breasts. His tongue suddenly went into her hot, wet cunt, caressed her pearl and entered her again while his hands worked on her breasts. She lifted her pelvis, stretched it out towards him as best she could with her bonds. The lust and greed had become almost unbearable. It raged inside her. Her body burned. She just wanted to feel his cock inside her. Deep, tight and hard. "Please please She was lying on the bed, blind and with her arms and legs tied. Escape had finally become impossible. She felt him climb between her legs. His hands slid up her thighs, on to her breasts. His tongue suddenly went into her hot, wet cunt, caressed her pearl and entered her again while his hands worked on her breasts. She lifted her pelvis, stretched it out towards him as best she could with her bonds. The lust and greed had become almost unbearable. It raged inside her. Her body burned. She just wanted to feel his cock inside her. Deep, tight and hard. "Please please She was lying on the bed, blind and with her arms and legs tied. Escape had finally become impossible. She felt him climb between her legs. His hands slid up her thighs, on to her breasts. His tongue suddenly went into her hot, wet cunt, caressed her pearl and entered her again while his hands worked on her breasts. She lifted her pelvis, stretched it out towards him as best she could with her bonds. The lust and greed had become almost unbearable. It raged inside her. Her body burned. She just wanted to feel his cock inside her. Deep, tight and hard. "Please please His tongue suddenly went into her hot, wet cunt, caressed her pearl and entered her again while his hands worked on her breasts. She lifted her pelvis, stretched it out towards him as best she could with her bonds. The lust and greed had become almost unbearable. It raged inside her. Her body burned. She just wanted to feel his cock inside her. Deep, tight and hard. "Please please His tongue suddenly went into her hot, wet cunt, caressed her pearl and entered her again while his hands worked on her breasts. She lifted her pelvis, stretched it out towards him as best she could with her bonds. The lust and greed had become almost unbearable. It raged inside her. Her body burned. She just wanted to feel his cock inside her. Deep, tight and hard. "Please please***** me,” she yelled into the darkness. Finally he heard her plea. Without hesitation, he pushed his prengel deep into her wet column and ****ed her as she wanted, firmly, hard, fast and relentlessly. Carol's orgasm was like an explosion, lightning shot through her body, her vagina, her entire abdomen convulsed, hot waves flowed through her, she screamed her salvation loudly into the darkness. With loud moans he came too and spilled his lust in her. Her bound body sank back onto the bed, exhausted but satisfied.
With a start she awoke from a dreamless sleep. The room was brightly lit, her arms and legs were no longer bound. If her blouse hadn't been torn, she would have thought it all 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 entered her penthouse. There was a message from Tyron on the table: "Come to my place for breakfast tomorrow, I'm looking forward to seeing 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.