Standing on the elevator I look at Natalie and she is already looking at me. "What?" I ask. "I know it's a crazy situation but, we can make it a week sharing a room, I hope I didn't overstep by just accepting the room but, it's a fucking madhouse out there, at least we have a room. We will see what the room looks like and figure out sleeping arrangements, ok?" Natalie asks. "Yes, you didn't overstep either. Thank you for taking the initiative, you've always been good at that. We will figure it out, it'll be fine." I answer. With perfect timing, the elevator opens the door at our floor.
Walking into our room the view was beautiful, floor to ceiling windows made it bright and all I could picture was Natalie flushed with the window as I smash that sweet pussy into my face. Back to reality I glance at the room, the bed is definitely a California king, the couch is just a couch and the bathroom is huge. The toilet is in a room in itself, I like that. The shower takes up the entire back wall, shower heads everywhere, a small glass wall is the only separation from the rest of the bathroom and the freestanding tub was beautiful with the back built up for the best soak.
Natalie thoughts* I can imagine so vividly getting fucked on every surface in this room. I crave his cock. That shower was everything, I cannot wait to give the shower heads a test later, maybe I'll leave the door open a little so he can watch.
I walk back in to see Natalie sitting on the bed looking out the windows. We came a day early because the meetings start early Monday morning and we didn't want to rush. It was almost 3 in the afternoon, I was hungry and horny and only one was going to be taken care of. I take a seat on the designer couch, it really isn't that fucking great and its kind of hard. I unbuttoned my shirt so that I can just leave my T-shirt on underneath, sitting back and enjoying the view for a moment I ask if she is hungry. She smiled and says " I am actually but, first what is the sleeping arrangement?" Before I speak she speaks again " this bed is fucking massive if you want, you can sleep with me" stuttering a little she finishes " I meant sleep in it with me not sleep with me but, you get it". Laughing at her, I just nod and agree.
We grab a bite to eat, and returned to the room. Natalie was going to check out the gym and I had some work to finish before morning. Before leaving she asked if wanted to go, I obviously said no, I don't think my dick can take anymore today. Finishing my work in a record time of 35 minutes i decided to take Natalie up her offer and go ahead and run a couple miles. I feel that going to the gym was one of my finer decisions. Natalie was on the treadmill when I got there, her fat ass had me weak, she didn't stop running either. I suffered through 45 more minutes of stretches and moves that would fill my spank bank for life.
Getting comfortable on my side of the bed, and trying to listen for the shower at the same time, I had been running so many scenarios in my mind all day. I'd say Natalie sucking my dick was a good 80% of them. With the shower started I grab my dick and my mind immediately goes back to the gym earlier. Walking in watching Natalie run in those leggings had me aching, I wanted to rip her off the treadmill and fuck her on it. Then have her ride me with that ass staring at me as we get into a rhythm. I can definitely understand why one would want to eat a ass like a cupcake because hers looked absolutely delicious. #eatass .
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The Executive
Short Story18+ A short Erotic story ADULT LANGUAGE & A LOT OF SEXUAL CONTENT I want her more than I did the first time I fucked her. That is a lot.