[FM] The Businessman

Another Friday night at a hotel bar. The only difference was that there seemed to be more people in town. “Must be a big conference” I thought to myself as men passed in business attire. I’m not staying at the hotel for business, but for an escape. Life as we all know can get pretty mundane and sometimes you just need a night to yourself to recharge. When I do these “escapes,” I like to pamper myself. I dress well and make sure I always look presentable. Subconsciously I think that’s my way of hoping someone would notice me and make my life more adventurous. Wishful thinking…or so I thought.

Around 9:30pm, as I was finishing up my second glass of wine, a man sat down next to me. He was tall, well dressed, wearing typical business attire, and smelled wonderful. I always had a weak spot for a man that smelled good, but this time, it was his presence that drew me in. Masculine and confident but not in a cocky way. I could tell he was powerful. I looked him up and down, analyzing his physique, picturing how he would look after each piece of clothing came off. I became infatuated. He must have realized I was staring because he spoke to me. “Beautiful night out tonight. The clouds finally cleared enough to see the stars” he said.

Caught up in his body, I jumped a little when he spoke causing my purse to fall on the ground and its contents to spill out. “Shit!” I say aloud as I jump off my chair and kneel on the ground to pick up my purse. “Here, let me help you.” The man stood up from his chair, placing his crotch inches away from my face. I try not to pay attention to the fact that I can see the outline of his cock through his pants. I grab my purse and quickly stand. “You dropped some credit cards” the man says as he hands them to me. “Thank you” I reply. “Let me buy you a drink for your help.”

The man agrees and we sit back down for a couple of hours. He told me about his career and how he travels for weeks on end. I told him about my hotel getaways and how my life has become one boring record on repeat. We talk about our personalities. He mentions that he loves to take control. I state that I am the total opposite and am more, for lack of a better word, submissive. The more we drink, the more we touch. I run my hands over his arms, gently feeling his muscular frame. He pushes my hair behind my ear making me blush. Our touching intensifies with each sip of alcohol. I quickly find his hand making its way under my dress, further and further up my left thigh. I thought about stopping him but I couldn’t. The excitement was intoxicating. I could gently feel his thumb push against the top of my clit. I know he could feel how wet I was through my panties. I didn’t care. I wanted him to feel it. Just as he began to slip his finger in between my underwear the bartender walks over and tells us that the bar is now closed. I quickly snap back into reality and gather my belongings. The man does the same and places money on the bar for his drinks.

“You should really check out those stars I mentioned earlier” he stated to me as we exited the bar. I smiled and agreed. I told him I enjoyed talking to him and wished him luck with his career. He in returned wished for more adventure in my life. We go our separate ways but I couldn’t help but wonder if I should follow him to his room. “That’s the alcohol talking. Go get some fresh air” I said to myself. I step outside for about 20 minutes. Taking in the clear sky and how quiet the city is this time of night. Still, my mind is going back to the businessman. As I make my way back inside, I start to rummage through my purse trying to find my room key. No luck. I must have forgotten it in my room. Luckily, the concierge was at the counter already and gave me another key. My room was on the 5th floor. A short elevator ride but long enough to realize my pussy was still wet from the encounter at the bar.

I exit the elevator and finally make it to my room. As I enter, I realize all the lights are off which was weird because I always leave one light on. I think nothing of it, close my room door, lock it up and begin to look for the light switch. “Don’t fucking touch the lights and don’t you dare move” a familiar voice says forcefully from the other side of my room. “Who…who is in here?” I say nervously. At this point I’m making my way back to the door. “I said don’t fucking move” the man demanded. “It seemed like we were having so much fun down at the bar, I couldn’t let it end.” I suddenly realize that it’s the businessman. But how? How did he know my room number? How did he get inside? It doesn’t matter at this point. I would be lying if I said I wasn’t turned on by his efforts. “I picked up your room key when your purse fell” he said “and I decided to let myself in.” He begins to walk over to me. I haven’t moved but I feel a chill run from my shoulders down to my toes. Hitting every body part along the way.

“You said you wanted adventure so I’m giving it to you. Tonight you are mine. You do as I say. You do not say no. In fact, don’t even fucking speak. If you oblige, you will cum and cum hard.” I could feel my pussy become engorged. I had to agree. “Please” I said softly as I nodded yes. “Good” he says “now take off all your clothes, get on your knees, and take my cock in deep.” I do as he says. I can’t help but think about how much I love this position. How much I desire servicing a man in this way. I put his cock in my mouth and take him in deeper with every thrust. I can’t believe I’m doing this. Giving the power of control over me to a complete stranger. Yet, it’s something I’ve secretly craved for. Submission. My ultimate fantasy. I find myself getting increasingly wet every time I gag on his thick cock. I couldn’t help but touch my pussy. I can feel it pulsating and getting hotter. I lower my hand only to have him grab it tightly. “I didn’t fucking tell you to touch my cunt did I?” I tried to say no but was muffled by a hard thrust into my throat.

“I’m done with your mouth. Get on the fucking bed with your ass up and your hands behind your back” he commanded. I happily obliged. After all, this is my favorite position. The position where I get to feel his power. Feel his dominance. He kneels behind me and slaps my ass hard. It stings but in a good way. I feel the tip of his cock tease my wet pussy. He gently brushes the head of his cock against my clit, turning me on even more than what I thought was possible. I feel his left hand slide past my ass, up my spine, and into my hair. He grabs tightly at my roots and pulls back in a sharp motion. He slides his cock into my throbbing pussy. I can feel him stretch me. He thrusts into me deep. Gentle at first, but gradually getting harder with every stroke. I feel his weight on my body. Holding me down. Pushing me hard into the bed as his cock pushes even harder into my dripping pussy. He must have felt me clench up because he leaned in close to my ear and said firmly “Don’t you dare fucking cum. Not until I tell you to.”

I can’t help but slip into euphoria as his cock drilled into me. His hands sinking into my skin. The power he releases with every thrust. He lets go of my hair and firmly puts his hand around my neck. “Cum for me. Right fucking now.” I did. Hard. I couldn’t believe how hard. Like nothing I’ve ever felt. My whole body shook as he continued to fuck through my orgasm. I can feel my pussy contract around his cock. Suddenly I feel his grip on my neck increase and his body tighten up. I clenched his cock as I felt him cum deep inside of me. His moans are intoxicating in my ear. I feel his body heavily against mine as he fills me up. He pulls out and tells me to remain on my stomach with my hands behind my back. “Don’t you fucking move until I say so” he says “I want you to feel my cum in you.” He begins to get dressed as I remain still. He walks over to the bed, grabs my hair and pulls my head back so that I am looking him in the eye. “Don’t you ever forget this adventure” he says as he places something on my bare tender ass. Just as he opens the door I hear him say “you’re allowed to move now” and leaves my room. I go to the bathroom and clean up. Trying to grasp what just happened. I turn on all the lights and walk back over to the bed realizing that thing he placed on me before leaving, was my room key.

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