“If you’re sure you don’t mind,” you say as you give Danielle a playful smile.
Grabbing your tie, she playfully pulls you into the room. “I’ll suffer with it somehow.”
Once the two of you are inside the room, Danielle shuts the door and kisses you softly. You smile as you look down at her beaming face. “Why don’t you get the shower started while I see about getting us some wine?”
Danielle’s smile splits her face. “Sounds good, lover.” The sound of Danielle calling you “lover” sends a jolt down you that no one else, with the exception of Michelle, has ever been able to duplicate. She blows you a kiss. “Don’t make me wait too long,” she breathlessly whispers as she walks to the bathroom, leaving a trail of her discarded clothes behind her.
Going to the phone, you dial room service. You give them your name and room number, then ask, "Could you have a bottle of white wine sent to Suite 704 in about thirty minutes?" You give the receptionist your billing information and she approves the order.
The moment you hang up the phone, you hear a playfully impatient voice from the bathroom. “If you keep me waiting, I’ll start without you…”
Quickly discarding your clothes, you step into the bathroom and close the door. There, though the frosted glass of the shower stall, you see Danielle putting some soap on a small sponge. You open the shower door, step in in, and close the door behind you. Danielle turns her head to grin at you over her shoulder, the sponge in her hand. You gaze into her eyes as you take the sponge from her. “Please. Allow me.” She turns her head to back towards the shower head so her back is to you.
Moving closer, you scrub her back, neck, and shoulders. Then you rub your chest against her back as you reach around her to clean her stomach, hips, and breasts with the sponge and raspberry scented soap. As you start on her thighs, she leans against you, her left hand reaching behind you and resting on the back of your neck, her body surrendering completely to you.
Taking extra care to clean her thighs and velvety lips, Danielle is soon panting needfully against you. “Damn, you’re driving me crazy,” she whimpers.
“Good,” you whisper hotly in her ear as you move away a bit, kneeling down to kiss and wash her lower bank. Within seconds, Danielle is leaning against the wall of the shower, her hips and backside thrust at you as you wrap your hands around her thighs while kissing and licking the small of her back. Her body completely submitted, you stop kissing her and stand up. Before she can move, you use your left hand to rub just above her moistened hole while your right hand scrubs your body with the sponge and soap. Once you’re clean, you reach around her, rubbing your hard-on against her thigh and softly kissing the nape of her neck as you turn off the water. Then you open the door and step out of the shower.
Danielle looks at you, a bit hurt. “But…but…”
You reach over and caress her cheek as you kiss her. She immediately melts into your kiss, and it’s all you can do to restrain yourself. But you slowly let her go. “Dani, the wine will be here any minute. Once it’s here and room service is gone, I promise I’ll take care of you.” She whimpers again but nods.
As if on cue, there’s a knock at the door. “Room service,” a voice calls out. The two of you quickly wrap towels around your bodies as you walk out of the bathroom. You open the door, holding the towel with one hand and signing for the wine with the other. The boy quickly darts off, a strange look on his face.
The moment you turn around, Danielle grins widely. You shrug at her. “Wonder what his problem was?”
“Maybe she thought you were happy to see him,” she giggles as she points to your towel. To your surprise, you realize your towel slipped down a bit on your hips, showing the tip of your shaft.
Laughing, you let your towel fall to the floor, open the bottle, and pour two glasses of the white wine. Danielle sits down on the edge of the bed and removes her towel while she watches you with hungry interest.
You walk towards the bed and offer Dani a glass. She takes a drink and smiles at you. You motion for her to drink it all. Once she finishes the glass, you pour her one more. “Aren’t you going to drink yours? Or are you trying to get me drunk?” she asks, giving you a playful “you’re a naughty boy” look.
“I’ll drink mine as soon as you finish your second glass. And yes, I am trying to get you drunk,” you smile mischievously back at her.
She nods and quickly drains her glass, pausing just a second as the fuzziness hits her. “Now you drink,” she mock orders.
“With pleasure,” you smile as you kneel in front of her. Carefully you slide her to the very edge of the bed. Once you have her in position, you caress and kiss her thighs, coaxing them open for her. In her hyper-aroused state, she’s soon panting and open for you. Nibbling and kissing your way up her inner thigh, you soon reach her vulva. A few soft kisses and licks, and the moist portal is open and clinching hungrily. Using one hand, you spread her moistened lips apart, inhaling the aphoristic scent of her musk. Poising your mouth at the very end of her opening, you use your free hand to slowly pour the wine down her vulva, turning her into a small waterfall for you to drink from.
Danielle gasps loudly, not realizing her hands are clutching the bed and rolling her breasts. Once your wine glass is empty, you use your left hand to caress her uncovered breast while your right hand braces against the small of her back. The smell of the raspberry soap, the white wine, and her moist need have your manhood twitching, demanding entrance into the temple of Danielle. Pushing your lust aside for a moment, you slowly push your tongue into her opening. |