I flew to the New York Headquarters of my fortune 50 employer this morning through a Red Eye. Had audio video checks and practice session of my presentation to be expected at the annual convention tonight. This is the biggest opportunity for me to speak so far! And I have soooo much nervous energy.
I then spent the afternoon with my friend/mentor/fuckbuddy (not in that order) over lunch at a “legal” cafe. Treating me to my favourite Melon Quiche and Malana Kush(in that order).
I came to my hotel room a little high but super motivated. This was the thing with ganja, it brought out the genius in me.
I lit up a gifted joint in my vanilla smelling room. It was the penthouse hotel room, at a beautiful 5 star hotel in Manhattan.
The ganja fired my nerves and mind, and I practiced my speech in privacy for another hour. Finally, when I knew I was close to perfect, I decided to relax, with my nightly hotel routine.
I lit up the joint some more, then stripped and lay down on my all white sheets. Hotel room adventures are especially delightful to me.
I turned on the TV, there is still something so wholesome about flipping through channels and finding a new or old favourite. And there I found it, “Captain America: Civil War.”
First, I took a cool bottle of bottle from the minibar, and placed it on my vulva. The sensation ran chills through me, I rotated my cold bottle of comfort through me, flipped it over, and used the ribbed cap to draw circles around my clitoris.
I had to use both hands to stabilize, but stopping would be stupid, thank the goddesses the hotel automatically gave me the corner room. I have a bad reputation for being “noisy.”
First, I humped the bottle for 10 minutes, then I couldn’t stop rolling around on the mattress. Till my head was hanging off the foot of my soft thick spring mattress, on those beautiful rich white cotton sheets.
I always get horny after watching Marvel movies. And a little bit of John Wick too.
At this point in the movie, Steve Rogers is stopping Bucky’s helicopter from flying by. As his arms and his entire body spreads, his strong arms and every perfect muscle on his delicious body pops out.
I push the bottle aside and get my fingers to work. Normally I visualises my husband in these scenarios, but today I imagined the perfect face of “America’s Ass” tongue fucking my clitoris.
Which wasn’t difficult, my pussy was already wet. I simply flicked and pinched and rolled my clit as I wanted Captain America’s tongue actions to be.
I said with a husky breath, “C’mon Cap of Brooklyn, fuck me tonight like a Manhattan Business Bitch.”
But the scene of Clint and Natasha fighting, “Will we still be friends after this?” “Depends on how hard you hit me.”
Ooofff…. My fingers got as intense as their chemistry.
And finally, after few minutes, bang!
Tremors in my body like the missile bombs blown up in Sokovia.
I gave myself a few minutes to catch my breath. Before taking another joint hit and scrambling around preparing for my first keystone speech as the youngest CEO of my company.
Basic speech preparation, you know, the routine, LBD ironing, pearl jewellery polishing, and masala tea relaxing.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/uz3xh4/i_f_a_successful_businesswoman_with_a_marvel_kink