[MF] Business professional has a breathtaking view [part 2] Long

I got a text at 8:30 on a worknight and Katie’s message asked if I was free to come down and meet her. No details, no forewarning, not even asking to meet up at my place per usual. Just a vague question. WTF, am I right? But knowing who I was dealing with, I replied with a, “Where are you? Directions?”. Having Katie as the occasional bed-buddy was a lesson in strike-while-the-iron-is-hot. We had hooked up multiple times by this point, but far more failed attempts ticked the other side of the tally than the former. Those strike-outs soon taught me that it wasn’t personal, she was just a hot commodity. The nights that we hooked up were always at my place. Always wild, always rough and ALWAYS kinky. However, not being able to commit on a moment’s notice or showing hesitation led to her moving on to other beaus. So, I learned by replying with “Yes” when she asked, work out the details later usually ended positively anyways.

“I’m in [City 70miles away], I’m at [Fancy Hotel in Downtown] room 1257. Room key at the desk”. Was all the reply I got. This was the first time she asked me to come to her so I knew this would be different. I was over an hour and a half away… Fuck it, I texted “OMW, ETA 90 minutes, lube up ;)” our private on-going joke from our first night. She texted back “hehe, maybe ;)” as I took the fastest shower I could, packed an overnight bag just in case, and threw on my nicest casual dress shirt and pants. I was out the door in 12 minutes from my text doing about 90mph on the freeway.

I pulled into a stall, cursed to myself at the outrageous Hotel parking fees I would have to pay in the morning, glanced at my phone, exactly 72minutes from my last text. I made a bee-line to the front desk. As I was getting my keycard from the clerk, I texted “Heading up now” with shaking fingers. I was on the elevator heading up and she replied with just a winky-face emoji. My heart was racing knowing an hour and a half ago I never would have imagined I would be checking into a hotel, about to have another round of wild sex with a one of the hottest women I’ve had. The walk to her room felt like a surreal rush of hyper speed and slow-motion movement. My head felt like it was on fire, heart-beat beating out of my chest, cock at half-mast in just anticipation. At the front of her room, I took a few long moments before I knocked. Time slowed as I could hear her footsteps from behind the door. The deadbolt unlocked, the handle clicked downward and the door opened to a heavenly sight.

Katie’s body came into view wearing an old worn loose night shirt I had seen once before. It went down to her hips… and nothing else. I mean, completely naked from the waist down. Puffy shaved pussy lips and smooth flawless skin on her pin-up legs. My eyes moved up her full-figured frame to meet her dimpled smiled. Her head was tilted to one side and said in her best sexy voice, “*Like what you see stud?*” I comically dropped my overnight bag to the hallway floor and dropped my jaw with an audible “*Gaaahhhhhuuuuh!*”. I even gulped loudly just to complete the sitcom look.

She busted up laughing, trying to keep it as quiet as possibly. Not trying attract curious guests in the other room. She let me in with a playful swat on my ass and I stowed my gear in the hall closet. She pulled me into a deep and passionate kiss that lasted for several minutes. We hadn’t even moved from the now closed door before we finally broke away. She hugged my neck and buried her head into my chest, sighing contently. This was something she often liked to do to me, being a head and a half taller than her. As she had her arms wrapped around my neck, it had an adverse effect of lifting her shirt higher to give me a great reflection from the interior window. Her large bare ass was in perfect view from this vantage point, not to mention any other guest from neighboring hotels. I chuckled knowing full well of her exhibitionist tendencies. She left opened the curtains for this very reason.

She grabbed me a beer from the ice bucket and another for herself as we caught up on the weeks since our last hookup. The conference she was attending for the next 2 days was close to home but her company shelled out the money for a hotel room anyway. The shitty clients she met with earlier in the afternoon left her in a foul mood and she wanted to get plowed and plastered so that she could forget about it. During her rant, she tossed off the top and was parading around the room fully naked, finishing off another bottle. I listened as intently as I could but it was difficult concentrating. Her rant was coming to an end and I guided her onto one of my knees so she could straddle it. I softly grasped her ass checks with both hands looking up into her hazel eyes. Her vocals soon began to trail off and she took the hint to stop talking and start enjoying the moment.

Katie grinded on my leg while quietly told her what I was going to do her in a few moments. I explained in painfully slow sentences how I was going to fuck her doggystyle with her palms up against the window. Eyes wide with lust, her lips parted involuntarily as a whimper seeped out from the back of her throat. I took that as her way of saying she approved. Telling her fully what was going to happen is something I learned got her into the mood fast. Head fore-play as I called it.

I knew that the brightness of the room lights would give any neighboring Hotel guests a full-on show but I had plans for that. I’m not an exhibitionist but I didn’t mind indulging in a bit of it for her fantasy. The grinding halted as she stood up to let me disrobe. I told her to face in front of the window and give her audience the view she knew she wanted them to see. I quickly took off my clothes in the confines of the bathroom, peeking out to watch her put on a show for an unseen audience. She moaned, undulated and gave a private dance facing away from me. As I finished undressing and shut off the room’s lights leaving only the cities ambiance to illuminate the room. She didn’t stop nor complain, just continued to dance her jig to her hidden spectators.

I came up behind her, erected cock pressed up against her backside and wrapped my arms around her. I caressed her body as she swayed to a mental song that only she could only hear. I kissed the nape of her neck and took in the scent of her perfume and female aroma. “*Palms on the window*” I whispered into her ear. She did as she was told, staring into my faded reflections eyes as she assumed the frisking position. I stared back into her reflection as my fingers slipped into her wet pussy.

She sucked in a breath and immediately moaned softly so that only I could hear. Eyes now closed, Katie enjoyed the moment, continuing to sway gently in place. I finger fucked her with two fingers for a while, slow and steady like the rhythm of her movements. After a few minutes, I increased it to three with the occasional fourth for good measure. Tone shifted. Now she was fucking my fingers back, eyes open looking out over the cityscape. I took this moment to lube my cock with her juices and mount her from behind.

Katie was holding her breath again, something she often did to get a more intense orgasm going. One hand on her hips, pulling me into her while the other grabbed a fistful of her long auburn hair. I pulled back hard enough for her head to snap back but not hurt her. She moaned out from the back of her throat. A guttural sound that she does when fully in the moment. Palms flat on the window, legs slightly apart, Katie pushed her ass back into my cock as I thrusted forward. Our bodies slapped into each other and the first of her orgasms shuttered through her body. It was a small one, a stress reliever at best. My prodding continued as if nothing happened. I was getting close now but I kept the pace to delay the moment.

My height advantage over her was enough that my slightly bent legs made prolonged fucking in this position hard. Her breath play was turning into louder gasps and longer gulps of air. I told her to look out over her audience and cum hard for them. I saw in the dim reflection that her eyes were open and looking down. My fistful of hair still held her head back but that didn’t stop her from doing what she was told. I let go of her hair, grabbed the top of her arm and she let go of the window with it. I gripped her wrist and pulled it into the small of her back. Pinning it down with my hand, I used both her hips and arm to fuck her pussy hard.

Her B cups were flopping up and down. Knowing how sensitive they were, I know that they must be hurting at that moment. But Katie was now in the stages of a full-on orgasm. I grunted through clenched teeth, “*fuck! Come for me baby!*” and she moaned loudly as a reply. I felt her tense up and I shot my wad into the rubber deep in her twat. She moaned even louder than before and the neighboring rooms definitely heard her by this point. The exhibitionist in her loved knowing other people saw or heard her.

“*phew*,” she said in-between breaths “*thanks for that*” turning around to kiss my wobbly form.

We flopped onto the bed and cuddled naked on top of the sheets for a while. She loved to snuggle up, half on and half off my body. Always a luscious leg draped over my mid-section. I twirled her hair for a bit and she hummed in satisfaction. We fell asleep like that and woke up together around 2am or so. Took turns freshening up and decided to go at it once more for good measure. She got on top this time and rode me gently and with passion. The window curtain was still wide open and I think that is how she preferred it. Having an audience or knowing other people are hearing her have sex.

She came a few times before I did and both of us enjoyed the feeling of late night love-making. A change of pace from our usual rough and raunchy we normally do.

Hours later, my alarm chirped and I had to get up for work. I showered and got dressed as quietly as I could but Katie was a light sleeper. She just watched while softly wolf whistling appreciatively when she got to see my goods.

I kissed her on the lips and she smacked my ass once more for good measure as I turned to leave.

“*Will I see you tonight?*” she said quietly enough for me question if I even heard her at all. I looked at her puzzled. “*I have the room for another night*” she said with a grin. I couldn’t help but genuinely laugh quietly. The thought of a second evening with her never even crossed my mind and I was flattered she asked.

“*Sure, be here at 8?”* She agreed with a smile of her own.

“*Make sure you lube up*” I said with a wink.
She laughed louder than intended but recovered, “*… maybe*” and gave me a wink of her own.

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