My heart was racing as I left my room and headed down the hotel stairwell to Ella’s room. I was so nervous that one of my other colleague’s would pass me and I’d be rumbled. I made it to Ella’s floor though and knew I was in the clear. She’d been joking that she wouldn’t let me in when I came down and we’d ran through different scenarios of how this would unfold. She’d answer the door completely naked… She’d leave the door unlocked and be on the bed masturbating for me… I’d burst in and manhandle her to the bed…
None of that happened. What happened instead was carrying on exactly as before. It was as if the 10 minute break didn’t even happen. I knocked on her door lightly and she opened it, dressed as she was before. I was happy with this because it meant removing every bit of clothing again. I entered and we began intensely kissing again. We’re talking tongues down each others’ throats intense. I slammed her against the wall and dropped my bag down, never breaking the kiss. I only stopped to close the door properly. Ella would later confess to me that every time a door closed leaving just the two of us in a room together, her panties were almost immediately flooded. Probably wasn’t the case this time however as her panties were still ringing wet from earlier.