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I checked into the hotel and they upgraded my room to a suite on the
20th floor. It is a private floor with a concierge. The suite has many
windows, which overlook the river.
As soon as I shut the door, I started a bubble bath. I extended each
gleaming leg and shaved them closely. My legs, long, blonde hair and
model's face are my best assets. I think that I could be a leg model. I
patted myself dry and wound my hair up in a fluffy, white towel. I
wrapped another around my chest and slipped on a pair of strappy,
natural sandals with a 4 inch heel for my first dance around the room.
The sandals blend with my light tan and elongate my legs beautifully.
They lift my heel and display the slim tendon leading to a calf which
reveals a lot of time on the stairmaster. I was feeling elegant,
feminine and a little short of breath from all the stimulation of the
bath, the pull of the thick towels on my body, the grasp of the sandals
on my feet, the steamy, soapy scents and the reflection from all the
full length mirrors in the place of my sexy, girlish appearance.
I splashed some scent on the hollow of my neck and pulled on some silver
earrings, which curve to emphasize the line of my jaw. After adding a
pale lipstick, some blue eyeshadow and enough blush to highlight my high
cheekbones, I drew on a hammered silver necklace. I turned on some soft
cello music and opened the bottle of champagne in the welcome basket. As
I walked around the room, I noticed in the mirrors that the lower curve
of my bubble butt could be seen beneath the towel. Also, the mirrors
made my legs look as though there was no end to them.
I wriggled into a shimmery bronze thong, tucking myself underneath.. I
brushed my hair out and wound it into a French twist. The dress I picked
out was a shimmering bronze, which reflected light from hundreds of
mirrored glints with every move. It has a cowl neck, which flatters my
shoulders and drops precipitously to my breastbone in front and to my
waist in back. The hem falls to about four inches above my knees. It
fits me like a glove and caresses my body with every movement I make.
I sipped the remainder of the champagne in the flute and picked up my
purse, putting my room key and a credit card inside. I didn't know then,
but I wasn't going to need the credit card.
I pranced down the corridor with the deep oriental carpet, placing one
foot in front of the other in time with the soft, piped-in music. I
entered the glass elevator with two other couples. One of the women
gasped when I turned and she saw my back, framed by the dress. I leaned
down to adjust the strap on my right heel and actually heard her husband
let out a soft whistle. The rest of the ride was silent. I wonder how
much that whistle cost him?
I danced into the dark bar and sensed, before I saw, movement in my
direction. I'm six feet in these heels and two large men moved in my
direction. Black men just hit on you right away and an NFL team was
apparently staying in the hotel. I think that I danced with the whole
team, as they took turns rubbing my back, feeling my ass, gnawing on my
ears and grinding up against me. I have a thing about my ears. Having
someone touch them with a tongue or chew on the lobes just excites me no
end.
After an hour, I needed to sit down to rest my feet. I got another
invitation to dance and told him that I needed a rest. He sat down
beside me and reached down to pull my feet into his lap. He removed each
shoe gently and then began to massage my feet. It felt heavenly as he
worked all the muscles. I was a little out of breath with the
stimulation. He slipped my shoes back on and asked me to dinner. I rose
and pranced out of the bar ahead of him to whistles and catcalls from
his teammates.
Abu called a cab and helped me into it. My dress rose as I swung in,
giving him an eyeful. As we drove to the restaurant, he leaned over and
nuzzled my ear again. Then, he held my chin and pulled my face toward
him. I was in the middle of a steamy kiss before I knew it. His lips
brushed back and forth on mine as he pulled me to him. My dress climbed
up my thighs. He placed one hand on the inside of my thigh and said a
lot of things which ended with Baby. I squirmed a little and pulled my
dress back down. I scooted away a little and he looked hurt. I told him
that I'd like to get to know him better and needed to talk.
He was the perfect gentleman at dinner, telling stories about his family
and funny stories from his travels. When I got up to go to the ladies'
room, I felt as if every eye was on me. So, I worked it. In the mirror,
I made some repairs to my makeup and applied fresh lipstick.
We cuddled in the cab on the way home. He put one hand inside the cowl
neck of my dress and felt my small, uncovered breast.
It turned out that he was also staying on the 20th floor. We rode up in
the elevator with the same couple with whom I rode down. I saw a lot of
looks exchanged.
I said to Abu, "Is it true that if you're on a ladder, you can raise
your eyebrows higher?" All the men laughed.
As we walked down the corridor, I suggested that we go into the
concierge lounge. We sat at a table with a glass of wine each. I said,
"I've had a wonderful evening, from the dances and foot massage to the
laughs in the restaurant and the cuddling in the cab. You've made me
feel appreciated and like a real lady. However, there is something you
need to know."
He interrupted me, "I also enjoyed our evening together so far. I'll
make it easy for you. I know who you are and that makes me want you even
more."
I asked, "When did you first know?"
He said, "You have an ethereal beauty which few women do. Your voice is
especially husky, which I find sexy. You are direct and don't have any
airs. When I dropped my pen at the restaurant and you closed your legs
to catch it, that was a sign. Also, few women, in my experience go
confidently braless."
I put my key on the table, stood up and turned. I was feeling breathless
and flushed. I wanted something to happen, but I was nervous. This
wasn't the first time I'd had sex with a man, but those experiences with
my choirmaster were a long time ago.
I don't remember leaving the concierge's lounge or entering the room.
The next thing I remember feeling was being held by Abu. One arm was
around my back, the other was squeezing my buttock. I rose up on my toes
to kiss him better and pulled him to me with my hands on his neck. His
shoulders were huge. We seemed to be in that pose for timeless minutes.
Then, I reached down to caress his cock through his trousers. It felt
large. I slid down to my knees. I could feel my dress taut across my
ass. My toes dug into the carpet as I opened his belt and fly and pulled
his shorts down. His cock stood out a foot or more and felt warm and
silky as I held it in my hands. I licked the head and felt a little pre-
cum ooze out. It tasted spicy and salty. He smelled spicy and a little
sweaty from dancing. He touched my ears gently as I opened my mouth and
took him between my lips. I began to lick and suck as I moved my right
hand up and down the base of his member and my left hand in feathery
movements against his balls. He groaned and said Baby a lot again.
As I slid him past the entrance to my throat, he crooned. Abu reached
down and lifted my up, then swept my legs up and carried me to my bed.
He pulled off his clothes and pushed the skirt of my dress up. He gently
nuzzled on my cock and started to nurse on it. He easily swallowed me,
sucking gently on the upstroke. One hand was on my nipple and the other
held my hand. Then, he began to caress my ass and to probe my rosette.
By this time, my head was whipping from side to side and my earrings
were beating against my neck. I could sense a bloom in my perfume. My
toes curled as I screamed and shot into my lover's mouth. I could feel
his moist tongue and mouth over every part of my cock.
As my breath was returning to normal, Abu pushed my legs up on the bed,
spreading them wide. Then, he transferred my sperm from his mouth to his
hand and began to lubricate me with it. He placed my ankles on his
shoulders and rubbed up against me with the head of his cock. I felt a
lot of pressure, not pain. Then, suddenly, something gave and he was
inside. He leaned down to kiss me and I pulled his neck toward me to
prolong the kiss. With another surge, he was further in. We both
crooned. He began a slow fuck, and held my wrists over my head. He
started to tongue my ear. He said Baby. I bucked underneath him, fucking
him back. My hands were on his neck, his back, his butt. My legs slipped
down to his butt to pull him further in.
He said, "You are such a beautiful woman and you look so sexy under me."
That's when I lost it. I started crying and bucking and creaming all
over our stomachs. I felt him get bigger and then he started to pump his
seed into me for what felt like minutes. We then cuddled and kissed.
I think that my sexiest dress may or may not be dry-cleanable, but the
memory: priceless.
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