If you could do it anywhere and nobody interrupts, where would it be? In these small chapters, people experience pleasure in remote places where anyone can see but won't tell. Some romantic and others down right raunchy, wanna apply? Look inside for...
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He stands built like a linebacker at the counter tapping his long, dark fingers against the granite. He sucks his teeth while pacing the tan marble floors, with a huff he makes his way over to the counter; his face stoic from aggravation. He rubs his muscular hand over his extensive beard, while stopping short of the counter, he thought about his plane. It landed at 1:00 early this afternoon and was told that his room would be ready no later than 1:30-2:00 P.M... And it's sadly going on 4:35 P.M.
Time's slowly ticking by as he checks his watch for the millionth time. He continuously asks himself why is he still here, instead of going to another hotel? He booked this place because all of the other hotels in the area were booked for the holidays or they were just way out of his budget. He felt that some of the prices were just unreasonable. Granted, his job brings in a good amount to splurge off of, but he's a cheap skate who didn't like to spend what he didn't have to.
He flew into town to surprise his lady. Work consumes him for the bulk of the week and he felt like he should take her out or something. The two both have demanding jobs and with them both not living in the same state strains the relationship a little. Not that he's complaining or anything simply because he likes his space, but sometimes it seems better to be in close proximity to make things happen with your partner. A week ago, the two arranged to meet and have lunch, but due to unforeseen events (a business conference) came up that he couldn't obligate from.
He sucks his teeth in order to regain the woman's attention who is sitting behind the desk. Her hair is braided into two long goddess braids; her almond hue brings out the beauty in her adolescent visage; her full lips are decorated in a pink gloss film looking almost edible. He wanted to suck her lips, taking the shit off. Unknowingly, he thinks about the possibilities of making passionate love to her, his woman nothing but a distant memory compared to this light skin beauty in front of him; yet, she's isn't paying him no mind. His dick has a mind of its own and begins rising only to be restricted by his black slacks.
He clears his throat a second time, hoping with an urgent tone she would see to it that things move along expeditiously. The urge to bust a nut journeys down his loins making his balls ache.
Finally after what felt like decades, the woman behind the desk gives him her attention.
"I've been standing here for hours, is my room ready yet?" He blurts out before she can even welcome him to the hotel. "My plane touched down a while ago and to be honest I'm pissed the fuck off! Will you tell me about my room or do I need to find a new hotel?"
The beauty behind the desk just stares at him blankly. He sucks his teeth and rolls his eyes. "Lady! What the fuck?!" He shouts.
