I [F]ucked a [M]arried man while I was on the clock [F19M?]

Long time, no see GWS. I’ve been saving a few juicy stories for you all and figure that there is no better way to celebrate me leaving my hotel than to share my sexual escapades from my time there. First, I’ll share the last experience there because it was my personal favorite! Apologies in advance for any formatting issues, as I am on mobile.

This story takes place in March of this year. I was working second shift at my hotel on my favorite night of all: military night! While I was relieving my coworker, she talked about the fact that there were already a few military guests in house, but that they would need to book our shuttle for the next day. She mentioned that one of them was really cute and that I should keep my eye out for him. I silently thanked myself for wearing my slutty work skirt (a tight black pencil skirt short enough to show off the big rose tattoo I have on my thigh).

Soon after she left, a gorgeous man strolled through the lobby. He was about 6’4″ with dark brown hair and gorgeous green eyes and a devious smile. I figured he was the cute military guest when he walked up to the desk asking about the shuttle. I put on my best smile and gave him my best “fuck me” eyes, all while maintaining the professional attitude, just in case. He leaned against the counter while giving me his room number and brushed his hands over mine while giving me a sly smile, before heading up to his room.

A few minutes later, the phone rings. When a guest calls from their room, I can see their room number. So I was pretty happy to see it was Kyle, the hot military guy.

“Hey, I’m sorry, this is really weird but my tub is missing a stopper. Is there anyway I could get one?”. Of course I offered to run one up personally. I had no one else on the desk, so I put up our “Assisting a guest” sign and ran full speed to his room with a brand new stopper. When he answered the door, he was wearing a t-shirt and boxers and I couldn’t help by stare at the bulge that greeted me.

“Hi, um, I’m NoTell,” I smiled shyly. “Would you mind if I came in and put this in for you? Sometimes these things don’t work and I want to make sure before I leave!” He agreed and apologized for not wearing pants and I insisted he was more than ok. I sat on the edge of the big whirlpool tub in his room, hiking my skirt up slightly. I leaned into the tub and screwed the stopper in, while Kyle leaned over me. I could feel his hand graze against my ass softly and it made me drip. I made sure that the water didn’t drain and stood up, only to be greeted by Kyle standing very close to me.

“Is this okay?” He asked nervously as he slowly leaned down for a kiss. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him feverishly. He moaned into my mouth while running his hands down my back to cup my ass firmly. I couldn’t handle the teasing any more. He was hot as fuck and the fact that I was clocked in with an unattended desk downstairs made everything even hotter. I dropped onto my knees and pulled his boxers down. He was fully erect, and his beautiful 8 inch cock sprung free. It was about as thick as a water bottle and I sucked it as if I were dying of thirst. I moaned while slurping all over his big cock. I moved one of his hands on to my throat and squeezed, making him choke me while I choked on his cock.

He pulled me off of my knees by my throat and turned me around, bending me over while I held myself against the wall. His room was right next to one of our housekeeping closets and I could hear someone getting their cart ready. It made me even wetter thinking about one of my coworkers walking in on a guest fucking my brains out.

He slid his hard cock into me easily and pumped in and out of me. His hands gripped my hips tightly while he fucked me hard and fast. I moaned loudly, knowing those paper thin walls meant everyone knew I (even if they didn’t know it was me) was getting absolutely destroyed and loving every second of it.

After a few minutes his him spanking me while shoving his huge cock deeper and deeper, he pulled out and whispered in my ear “I want to finish this later. I don’t want you to get in trouble, and I want to take my time on you.”

My panties were completely soaked through when I hobbled back to the desk, my legs shaking. We exchanged numbers and a few dirty pictures.

As my shift came to an end, he stopped replying. I didn’t get an answer until the next morning when he told me he ended up falling asleep. Immediately I offered to come by (on my day off, mind you) to help finish what we started, and I never got a reply after that. After a little Facebook digging, I found out Kyle was actually a married man. I just hope my pictures and our little experience will help him out while he’s on deployment ;)

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6jd8b2/i_fucked_a_married_man_while_i_was_on_the_clock