Waiting for a Room

Transcript

What a way to end a travel day. Stuck waiting for a room to be prepared. Looks like we're not the only ones either.

At least I've got a bit of space to use. It's not crammed in here like one of the little motels. It's a nice place.

It did look a bit smaller from the outside. I'm glad now that we're in to see it's not as such. The fireplace is an excellent touch.

The matching plush chairs and the loveseats. We should get one of these for the house. They won't fit in my carry-on.

We'll see about that. Well, all things considered, I couldn't ask for better company to share a wait with. What's that in your hand? Is it one of those fancy cocktails from the bar? Looks like you did find something to do while I was seeing about our room.

Here, let me try a sip. Mm. Mm-hmm.

Yep, that tastes complimentary. For sure. Well, none of these people seem like they're having a bad time, although I dare say they've had a few more of those than either of us have.

But if they're having fun waiting, maybe we can figure out something to do. You lean over a bit. Rest your head on me.

I feel like I have to shout in here. That's better, isn't it? Just you and me, curled up over here by this fire.

Do you think anyone would notice if I took two of my fingers and slid them right under your waistband? I mean, to anyone who looks over, I've just got my arm around my traveling companion, keeping you warm and cozy by this roaring fire. But what they won't know is that I want my fingers inside the only thing hotter than this fire.

You. Scooch up a little bit for me. Perfect.

That's it. Right there. Oh, your skin is so warm.

These layers worked out perfectly. Mm. Tell me if this tickles.

When I graze your entire body. Mm. Mm.

Mm. Mm. Mm.

Mm. Mm. Mm.

Mm. Mm. Mm.

Mm. Mm. Mm.

Okay. Touch me on the tip of my index finger, right here, near your inner thigh, on the very tip of my index finger. Oh, just a little bit.

Mm. Mm. Mm.

Mm. Well, then it wouldn't be a great idea to do that, just a little bit further up? Oh god.

Mm. Mm. Mm.

Mmm. Mm. Mm.

I can already feel it-you know, that you're wet. Oh, you're not. Well, that should be pretty easy to test.

I mean, if I take two of my fingers and spread you open and slide a third right in between-mm-there's my little oasis, sanctuary after a day like today. Not wet. Mm.

Drenched, then. Mm. I wonder how much longer they'll be with the room, and if my wet fingertip gently nudges your clit, it's going to be too much, eventually.

Wouldn't that be a shame if I held you tight and put just a little pressure on it, up and down? Oh, now in a little circle. Mm.

I could do this all day. I love stroking your pussy, you're so soft under my fingers. Mm.

Mm. And just think of it this way, if your pussy's as greedy as she seems and you come before they announce our room is ready, nobody will be able to tell. You've got too many layers on, and no one's going to think about someone's face going red when the temperature outside is below freezing.

That is, as long as you can keep quiet. You think you can, even if I were to slide my finger down a little more and curl my knuckle up to push inside you, mm, with just the tip of my finger, mm, god, oh, oh, that feels good. What's that? You're not trying to push down on me, are you? Getting all worked up, perfect.

Keep moving your body like that, and see if I don't push the whole thing inside you, right here, right now. Atta girl, lean back into me, relax, take a breath, in, and out, oh, pushing it in, and in, and sliding back out, oh, mm, I miss your clit, though, where's she at, mm, here we are, oh, wet and poking out ever so slightly, mm, I could suck on you all day, oh, just thinking about it, mm, mm, I feel your hips shaking a little bit, not getting too close, are we? It's a dangerous game to play here in the lobby, I won't say I'm not tempted to pick up the speed little by little, maybe even to put my other hand on my cock, oh, push down and rub, mm, mm, playing with both of us until I'm holding you down in this chair, and your whimpers get louder and more pronounced, and then when you can't hold it anymore, you're going to splash my hand, got it?

Fuck, three, two, one, Wolf, your reservation is ready, excellent, I'm not done with you, the people in the lobby may have missed out on your orgasm, but the people who watch me fuck you on the balcony won't, come on, let's get upstairs.