The Night with the Bull

Bella arrived at the hotel just after 5. She wasn’t in a rush; he wouldn’t arrive until 6. She checked herself in and took the elevator to the 5th floor to find her room. It was a stunning King Suite she had found on sale a few weeks before; huge King bed, couch, big tv, gorgeous waterfall shower in the modern styled bathroom; it was perfect.

Bella placed her small suitcase in the wardrobe, grabbing her clean clothes and throwing them on the bed. Time to change after her 3-hour trip. After a quick shower, Bella emerged from the steamy bathroom in a towel. She switched on the TV for some background noise as she got ready.

She had picked her outfit for tonight very carefully, she would wear some sheer black hold up stockings that had a black and red lace trim, a black skater style skirt that cut off just below the stockings (slightly above the knee), a sexy red keyhole style top and some blood-red strappy stilettos. Her underwear was also carefully selected, this comprised of some lacy black crotchless panties that hugged her ass perfectly and a black and red half cup bra with straps across the tops of her breasts that could just be seen through the keyhole of her top.

Our First Night

The knock on the door startled me; my mind had been running wild with thoughts of the night ahead. I hopped off the bed and went to get the door. There you were: 6’1, sandy brown hair and mischievous blue eyes sparkling at me. You smiled sheepishly and said hello.

“Hello darling, come in,” I responded with a grin.

You entered the hotel room quietly and jumped when my hand grabbed your shoulder. I pushed you against the wall as I let the door shut, my face getting closer to yours as you gasp. I pause, perfectly poised for a kiss and watch as you arch to try and make our lips meet.

“I think we better get you locked up first, don’t you?” I say as I let you go and watch you walk into the room. “How was work?”

“Alright.” You grunt as you rifle through your bag. You turn and hand me the cage.

I smile and watch as you hurriedly remove your pants. I step closer and push you back onto the bed. You sit there, quietly watching as I remove your shirt. I don’t need to tell you to lay back, we’ve discussed this many a time before.