(This is part 6 in a series. The previous installments can be found on my profile.)
“You said you’re here until Monday too?” Jess asks me, uncurling her legs from the post-orgasmic fetal position she has been coiled into. Stretching, and then turning onto her side to face me.
I slink down, from my own seated position and lie face her, “Yeah, I don’t live far, but yeah I’m in the hotel until Monday. You?” I am lying in her wet spot, and I don’t care. Watching her naked body next to me, recovering from the squirting orgasm she just had.
“Yeah, we are here until Monday,” she smiles, “We live about 4 hours from here though. This is a working weekend for Rob,” she pauses for a second at the mention of her husband, I can’t quite read the tone behind it. “And a fun weekend for me.”
“Are you having fun?” I ask, glancing toward the soaked sheet underneath my hip.
Jess’s steely blue eyes glint, as she looks toward the wet spot, and then back at me, “God, could you imagine if I said I wasn’t?”