The last room in the hotel [MF]

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“So, say… what do you think the odds of us making it back to New York tonight are?”

I lift my head and quickly recognize the source of that familiar voice.

“Oh hi, Alice… didn’t know you were on this flight too!” I respond, finding some comfort in the sight of an acquaintance, even if the current circumstances aren’t the most ideal.

Alice joined my company about six months ago, starting in a junior role right after completing grad school. Although we work in separate teams, we often run into each other at the office and happily chat. Alice is in her mid-20s, wickedly smart. She’s not very tall: in fact, she’s over one foot shorter than me; but, with blonde hair, a skinny and fit body, and a charming smile, most people would describe her as a rather good looking young woman. Personally, I have always enjoyed her presence (such as that time at the company’s last holiday part where we got teamed up for trivia and won) and the energy she brings with her youth. She herself does not seem to mind being around me either, despite being close to 20 year her senior.

“Hi Aviv! I did not know you were in Toronto too, I came here yesterday for a few meetings. How long have you been here?” Alice says, while grabbing the stool next to mine at the airport’s bar.

“I got here on Monday for a project with the local colleagues. Was hoping to be able to spend the Friday night at home, but this storm…” I wave my hands in the air. “Hopefully we can take off before it gets too bad!”

I look at the clock and sigh. “It’s already 7pm, we were supposed to leave almost 2 hours ago… Looks like most other flights are delayed too.”

Finally, the voice of one of the airline’s employee comes from the loudspeaker: “Ladies and gentlemen… We apologize for the delay. Sadly… I come with bad news. The captain just informed us that the weather is getting worse and looks like we will have to cancel this flight after all. Please accept our apologies…”.

Just like most other people around me, I don’t even wait for their speech to end and immediately pull out my phone to look for a room at the nearby hotels. I’ve been traveling for years, and I know that in situations like these, hotels nearby can get very hard to find at the last-minute.

— Well… looks like all hotels in a ten miles radius are sold out. Alice, I’m afraid you and I may be out of luck already.

— There’s nothing at all, Aviv? What are you going to do?

— I will try going back to the city. Perhaps I can find a room there, if I move quickly enough.

Alice looks at me, in silence, biting her lip. After a few seconds unconvinced, she seems to be wanting to say something.

“Well, Aviv… You see…”

I look at her perplexed.

“I may have an option for you”, she finally says. “You see, I learnt it the hard way before, not to wait when there’s a storm and your flight may be canceled, and to have a plan B ready. So I booked a room already, just after the delays started to pile up, thinking it was best to be safe than sorry. It’s at the hotel right here at the airport. You are welcome to share that with me if you’d like to!”

Not all heroes wear capes, and Alice tonight may as well be my hero.

— Alice, that would be incredibly kind of yours!

— There’s only one thing, though… The room has only a bed. It’s a king size, but we may need to share that. If that’s a problem for you, I totally understand it.

— Uhm, well, beggars can’t be choosers, can they? I’ve shared rooms with colleagues before, although generally that was with other men. As long as you don’t mind sharing with an old geezer like me… I am sure our finance people wouldn’t be complaining either, we’d be saving the company money at the end too. Win-win-win?

— Of course it’d be fine with me… I asked you!

— You’re my hero, Alice. Let’s get out of here, then, shall we? At the very least, let me buy you dinner tonight.

As we walk outside of the airport, it finally hits Alice. “Wait, Aviv… What do you mean with ‘buy me dinner’? Aren’t you charging that on the corporate card anyways?”

I smile at her, more than anything surprised she didn’t comment that earlier. “Guess that makes you a very cheap date!”

—–

We decide to get to hotel and check in right away, before grabbing some food at the restaurant in the lobby. It’s a cold night, and we’re both hungry and tired from a long work week and the many delays at the airport.

The place is surprisingly good, with good food and good drinks that help turning a bad day into something a bit better. By the time we’re done eating, we’re already half-way through the second bottle of wine.

Finally, glancing at my wedding band one last time, Alice asks: “By the way… is your …spouse cool with us sharing a room tonight?”

I am particularly intrigued by Alice’s emphasis on the word “spouse”. Is this an example of the younger generation’s effort to be more inclusive, or is it more a way for Alice to ask if I could be into her or not?

I hesitate a bit.

— My wife… she… yes, she’s cool with this, she understands…

Alice stares at me and I can tell that she’s not buying it.

— You didn’t tell her, did you?

— Well, of course I did… not! Sorry, this is embarrassing, we’ve been married for so long and I’ve learnt that certain things… it’s not that I like to keep secrets… just, certain things are best not told, not to cause unnecessary worrying, you know? Sorry…

— Hey, I’m not one to judge or give relationship advice to anyone! No need to apologize. You know your wife best.

— It’s not like there’s anything for her to worry about anyways, of course.

— Of course not!

A side of me wishes to end this conversation before it gets more awkward, but my curious side wins instead.

— Can I ask… about yourself instead?

— What about me?

Trying hard not to be come across too awkward, I flat out ask her: “do you have a boyfriend?” Just to make things worse, I immediately feel the need to add: “…or a girlfriend, sorry.”

She smiles at me.

“Me? Oh I am in a poly relationship with a main who’s a cis man, then a transgender man, and a non-binary person.” She responds.

My face must be giving her the “I have no idea what you youngster just said look” as I try to parse her words.

She laughs. “I’m just messing with you, sorry! Just to be open and honest with you like you have been with me, I mostly date just guys, now. And I’m currently in a …complicated relationship with a man–who’s also fifteen years my senior.”

A lot of what she said gets my curiosity going, from the “mostly just guys, now” to the “fifteen years her senior”. But I am not sure it’d be appropriate to probe further at this point.

— Go on, Aviv, just say it.

— Say what?

— No comment on the age difference between my “boyfriend” and I?

— That is none of my business.

— C’mon, you must find that odd, or wonder what kinds of daddy issues I must have.

Alice is funny, but I’ll play along.

— What kind of daddy issues do you have, Alice?

— Men my age are too immature. I like older men, men of your generation, who know what they want and have their life pieced together…

— Right, us men take longer to mature.

— …and most importantly… they know how to pleasure a woman and aren’t repulsed by the thought of eating some vagina.

I laugh out loud. “Those men — they have no idea what they’re missing out on”, I say in agreement.

Alice grabs the bottle of wine and pours the last bit evenly into our glasses.

— Amen to that! Aviv, looks like we have found something to do the last toast to.

— To the pleasure of pleasing women.

— To eating vaginas!

We clink our glasses and finish the last sips of wine.

“I have had a glass of wine too much and feel like I should probably call it a night” she states, adding: “feel free to hang around here for as long as you’d like, I will need some time to get ready for bed anyways”

As she gets up from her chair, I stand up as well to give her a quick hug. “Sure thing”, I say, “and thanks for the company tonight, this time with made an otherwise unpleasant day much better already; I will see you in a bit”.

“But don’t be too long” she adds, partially contradicting her previous statement allowing me to stay for “as long as I’d like”.

—–

I knock before tapping the keycard on the hotel room door, asking “may I come in?”

“Come in, just don’t get into the bathroom please!” I hear Alice shouting from behind the closed bathroom door.

I take advantage of the temporary privacy to change into my pajamas. I am especially thankful I didn’t bring my old, broken sleeping shirts on this trip, and packed my nice, midnight blue set, with a matching, soft short-sleeved t-shirt and shorts.

Alice comes out of the bathroom a few minutes later. She’s wearing only a t-shirt, a very oversized one with her college’s name printed on top, covering just enough of her ass and thong to leave the rest to the imagination. Her blonde hair is tied into a ponytail. Despite not wearing any makeup on her pale, freshly-washed face, there’s beauty in her innocent look.

“Sorry, this is how I normally sleep… when I am wearing clothes at all… and I didn’t plan for having to share a room tonight.” She giggles. “Hope that doesn’t make you feel uncomfortable around me”, adding almost a wink at the end.

She comes closer to me and that’s also when I realize she has no bra under her shirt. Her breast is modestly-sized and looks fairly firm even when un-contained, not bouncing too much as she walks. Her nipples are barely visible under the thick, especially baggy t-shirt she’s wearing.

“Which side of the bed do you prefer?” She offers me the first choice, and I respond that it doesn’t matter to me. She picks the side closest to the bathroom’s door, and I sit on the edge of the bed on the other side, my back facing her.

“Also can we talk for a second about your PJs, Aviv…” she says in mocking tone. “You look like a dad in those”, laughing at me.

I don’t take that well. “Hey these are not cheap, and you should feel how soft this cotton is”, I say, trying to give her a lesson. “Plus, I thought dads were your type, aren’t they?” I feel teasing her back would be appropriate in this case.

“Well, you’re not wrong about that, _daddy_.” She stresses the last word, which makes me feel weird: both uncomfortable and excited at the same time.

She then crawls towards me and sits on top of the bed, right behind me, her legs crossed just behind my back. “Let me feel this shirt you’re so excited about…” she places both her hands on my back and starts rubbing me gently, to feel the fabric I’m wearing. “Ok you’re right, this stuff is good”

As she moves her hands along my spine and towards my shoulders, my back immediately feels more relaxed, something she must notice as she doesn’t seem interested in stopping immediately.

Alice leans forward, closer to me, her arms now around my shoulders, her hands moving down towards my chest.

— I… don’t think my wife would like seeing this

— Why? We are not doing anything wrong, are we? Just wanted to feel your PJs you’ve been talking so much about.

I could stop her, take her hands and throw them away from me. The truth is, I am actually enjoying that and a part of me doesn’t want her to stop.

With her arms around my shoulders, she pulls herself closer to me, now fully resting her body against my back, her legs still crossed behind me. I can feel the top part of her boobs pressing against me as she leans forward and resting her chin on my right shoulder. I can hear her breathing close to my neck.

“Did you like it when I called you _daddy_ earlier?” She asks, almost whispering the last word in my ears.

With her hands still rubbing me, I myself lean back, letting my head rest on hers. My breath says I’m enjoying it, so she continues moving her hands up and down my sides.

Although I do not say a word when she suddenly stops, my reaction of lifting my head up gives her a window into how I’m feeling.

Crawling, she gets out of the bed. She hops in front of me, still sitting on the edge of the bed and with legs hanging off. She looks at me and sits directly on my lap: her head is facing directly into mine, her body just a couple of inches away from pressing on my dick. She holds herself at an arm length from my face, holding steady by keeping her left arm on my shoulder.

“Do you like this…” she starts asking, before putting her right hand up, close to her face, putting her right thumb in between her lips, and ending with a “…_daddy_?”

I nod in response.

Alice sits up straight, inching her body closer to mine, with her mound so close to my dick, already very hard at this point, that she can _almost_ feel it pressing on herself. She then pulls up her t-shirts, uncovering her naked top.

A split second later, enough for me to give her boobs only a quick glance, she begins thrusting her whole body against mine. “Ohhh my boobies like this soft shirt too, actually”, she says while moving her torso in circles to spread her boobs all over my shirt.

At this point, her whole body is pressing against mine, and I feel her own vagina, barely contained in the black, lace thong she’s wearing, rubbing against my dick too, as she keeps moving her torso and hips.

“Oh _daddy_, I forgot you probably wanted to see these too?” She says, pulling her shoulders back enough to let me get a better look at her boobs. “Sorry, I’ve been a bad girl” she adds as I’m staring at her chest, both smiling.

Alice’s boobs are not particularly big, but they look well-proportioned on her smaller body. They look firm and on the rounder side.

I grab her boobs with both my hands and use my thumbs to flick her nipples. “Mmm yes _daddy_, do you like them?” She asks me as she pushes her hips harder against mine, continuing to hump my now rock-hard dick.

I move my hands behind her back. With one, I grab her ass, which feels soft to the touch yet firm; with the other placed on her nut, I pull her face close to mine and kiss her.

We make out passionately for a few minutes, with our lips stuck together, and sometimes with our tongues moving as well. My hands move all over Alice’s naked spine, pressing at various points to push her breast close to my chest or grope her ass. Sometimes I put one hand on her head, playing with her neck and hair.

“You’re very hot, you turn me on too much” I tell her, right before kissing her neck.

“You’re really hot too _daddy_, I’ve been eyeing you for a long time…” she confesses back to me. “I’m not really mad at the storm for letting me be stranded here with you, tonight.” Realizing the ethos of what she just said, shortly after she adds: “don’t be mad at me now, _daddy_ please,” looking like a sad puppy. I kiss her again.

The room starts to feel very warm–or most likely, it’s just our bodies pressing on each other’s–and I manage to make some space for me to take my shirt off.

“Looks like you’re enjoying this” Alice says, looking down at my dick bulging through my pants.

Looking at my crotch, I see Alice’s vagina has left a mark on the pants. I put my index finger on her thong, just to feel it soaking wet too. “Looks like you’re enjoying this _too_” I smile back at her and then lick my finger clean. She tastes very good.

—–

I am looking at Alice, almost entirely naked sitting on my lap.

“Alice…”

“Yes, _daddy_?”

“You really like calling me _daddy,_ uh?”

“Yes, _daddy_!”, she says with an overly excited tone.

“Get down on your knees for me, will you?”, I ask, but almost sounding like an order.

“Of course, _daddy_.”

She gets up and I grab a pillow and put it on the floor in front of the bed, just under my feet. With her off my lap, I can off take my shorts and underwear, both of which are stained with her juices right on top of where my dick was, because of the intense rubbing.

As I stand up from the bed, Alice gets on her knees and is standing right in front of my dick. She grabs my dick in her right hand and gives me a couple of strokes.

“This is a great looking dick, _daddy_. Can I taste it?”

Without giving me the time to answer that question, I feel her lips wrapped around my dick, and the unexpected pleasure makes me issue a loud moan. Alternating the usage of her hand and her tongue, and just taking me deep in her mouth, she sucks me for what is not more than one minute, before I squeeze her shoulder.

“I’m about to cum” I warn her. She jerks me off with her right hand and, with her lips still wrapped around the tip of my dick, I fill her mouth of warm cum. A lot of cum–I had been on that trip alone for five days already, after all.

Once my dick has stopped throbbing, I help her stand up by holding her left hand. She shows me her mouth full of my cum, then closes it, and swallows it all. Still holding my hand, she puts one knee down only and, using the right hand to squeeze every drop of cum out of me, licks me clean one last time, before standing up and looking into my eyes.

– You’re a really good girl, Alice

– Oh, why, thank you, _daddy_! You had a lot of cum… thanks for saving it for me.

I grab her waist and make her lie down on the center of the bed. “But now, it’s my turn” I say.

Still completely naked, and recovering from her amazing blowjob, I lie on top of her, on one side, and kiss her neck.

– You’ve been a good baby. You deserve a reward now.

– What is it, _daddy_?

I kiss her neck twice more, which makes her moan and giggle at the same time, then start making my way down her body with my face.

I grab her boobs again with both my hands, and gently suck on each nipple for a few seconds. I move back to the center of her body, kissing in between her boobs and then making my way down towards her crotch, slowly, and giving her a kiss every inch of skin or so.

As I reach our mound and stop there to kiss it repeatedly but at a slow interval, I gently pass a finger on top of her vagina, which is still wet. Alice moans, and I spread her legs and put my mouth just above her clit, but not touching it. I breathe heavily on top of her underwear, directing the warm exhales on top of her vagina.

I give her vagina one single kiss before lifting my head a few inches to be able to look into her eyes. Alice’s not saying a word, but her eyes are full of lust and begging me to please, oh, continue.

With both hands, I slide her thong off and toss it on the floor.

I spread her legs wide, lick my index finger, then gently insert it into her very warm, wet vagina. Being so wet to have no friction, I start moving it in and out.

In the meanwhile, I place my mouth around her clit, take my tongue out, and start licking it.

I replace my single finger sliding in and out of her with two, this time. My fingers alternate sliding in and out of Alice’s vagina with rubbing her from inside with gentle, circular motions.

I love hearing Alice moan as I am eating her out. Between the saliva from my mouth and her own juices, she is incredibly wet, yet her taste is particularly pleasant in my mouth.

“Oh _daddy_, you’re so good at this” she mumbles in between moans.

I now feel her tights closing in around my head. As my licks get more intense, so do her moans. Her back is starting to arch.

“Cum for _daddy_, baby” I say as I lift my mouth and nose to catch a breath before diving back in; although I doubt she could hear me or register what I’m saying.

After just a few seconds, my head is now being squeezed by Alice’s tights. My mouth on her vagina, my nose pressed against her mound; I am almost in apnea. My fingers press even harder against the top wall inside her vagina.

Alice comes with a loud moan, immediately releasing my head from her tights’ grip and flattening her back straight again. I lift my head (and can finally breathe again!), but keep my two fingers inside her vagina, arched upward, without moving, pressing against the top wall.

She’s catching big, powerful breaths. I stare at her face, which is in full bliss, and smile, happy to see her so joyful. In the meanwhile, my fingers keep feeling her vagina pulsating.

“Thank you _daddy_, that was so good” she tells me as I lie by her side and give her a kiss on the neck and then a more passionate one on her mouth.

“You’re a very good girl, you make me happy too” I say, pulling my fingers out of her and sticking them in my own mouth to clean them up. “And you taste really good too” I add.

—–

I get up and grab both of us a cup of water.

When I bring one to Alice, I see her staring at me and noticing my boner again. “I don’t understand men who don’t enjoy ‘going to town’ on a woman–eating you out turns me on a lot too” I explain to her.

“Can you fuck me now, please _daddy_? I want your hard dick inside of me.”

I have a sudden realization. “I… I don’t think I have a condom, baby.”

However, she doesn’t seem too concerned by that. “It’s ok _daddy_, I’m on the pill”, she says, pointing to the blister pack she already put on the nightstand. “You can cum inside of me if you want”

I let her finish sipping her water then order her to turn around and get on all fours. “Yes, _daddy_.”

I get behind her and, with a hand on her waist and the other one on my penis, I rub it on her the outside of her vagina, just to tease her.

“Please _daddy_, just give it to me already!” she begs after a few seconds.

My hard dick slides inside Alice’s wet vagina effortlessly, and I grab both of her waists as I begin thrusting myself in and out of her.

“Mmm _daddy_, I like feeling your dick inside of me”

I push myself deep inside her vagina, rhythmically going in and out.

I lightly slap her butt, both cheeks, one at a time, then pull out and tell her to lie down flat on her stomach.

I lie on top of her and slide my dick back inside her vagina, prone-bone. My hands are both on her shoulders, pulling her down on the bed and towards me. My head, on the side of her neck, kissing it passionately.

As I push my dick deep inside of Alice’s vagina, she moans.

“Kiss me” I command her, and she obeys. As we keep making out, I feel I am getting closer and closer.

– I’m close, baby.

– Will you cum inside of me, _daddy_?

– I will–if you ask me to.

– Cum inside me, _daddy_, please, give me your cum.

I grab her hair in my hand and as I give her another kiss, I am ready to explode inside of her.

I let out a powerful “mmm”, stopping any motion in and out of her, while my pulsating dick unloads my cum inside her vagina.

“I feel it, I feel your cum inside of me, _daddy_”, she says, looking at me with big, satisfied eyes.

Feeling blissful, I lie next to her, and give her one last kiss.

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