The Backrub
You're lying facedown on the bed with just your pants on. Traveling can be draining, a nap would be welcome right about now.The bed smells like any other bed in a Sheraton smells, vaguely of some perfume you can almost recall the name of, mostly of fresh laundry. From somewhere out in the hall, you can hear women's voices and the faint ding of the elevator bell.The water in the bathroom turns on reminding you there's someone else in the room, and your cock twitches briefly.She's a girl from...