Natalie came out of the toilet wrapped in a white linen towel held by one hand as she turned towards the far corner of the room to seat herself in front of the mirror to open up her bag. There was no real need for her to cover herself and the translucent curtains were drawn blocking a good amount of morning light, but it was cold – a common thing in these hotels, especially in Capri by Frasers.
It was a large room, comes with a small kitchen capable of simple cooking. For the night that just past, there was no cooking done. Just a lot of one thing.
We had just finished up a small part of a project we were tasked to do, and now that my wife was out of the country with her parents, and Natalie’s boyfriend was too busy, things got a little out of hand yesterday evening after we convened at what looked like a bar at Changi City Point after our meeting. The project was now out of our hands for the time being, and the pressure was now on another department for two weeks before it’ll fall back on our plates. A breather, finally.
As we settled the bill last evening, stood up to leave, she brushed her hand against my crotch by accident and was taken aback slightly. She looked at me, and I explained that her low cut top of her black dress was very much responsible for that reaction. Of course it didn’t help that my wife has been out of the country for about a week, and won’t be back until another week and a half because of some convention she had to attend for her work, so I haven’t been able to have proper release and have been tense throughout the dinner.
“Do you need help with it?” she asked quietly as she stared straight into my eyes. She was serious. Could I refuse? Should I? I looked down into her cleavage, and down to her A cut skirt, and damn it was gorgeous.
It would have been a turn off to be declined by the hotel due to a lack of rooms, but we were in luck. The next thing we knew, we were in the elevator. Natalie was frisky already, she explained that she had been, and really needed something to fill her up because her boyfriend had been busy and had been neglecting her. She slipped off her black thong and placed it in my hands, she was already wet.
This deserves an explanation. Natalie is by far one of the better looking girls in the office. Well-dressed is an understatement, she had a reputation for wearing figure hugging clothes, especially on Friday nights such as last night and Human Resources never did anything about it. Sometimes, it was painful for me, our cubicles’re right next to each other. Occasionally, she’d turn to clarify a few things, strangely, she had this habit of turning her entire self towards me for her questions, especially when she was wearing a low top or a short skirt, she even commented that she brings around a small make-up kit in her work bag all the time. Now I wonder if she was hinting at something.
However, I always wondered what it’d be like to fuck her. Now she’s handing herself to me just like that.
Wrapping my arm around her waist as we exit the elevator and walked towards our room. It was a long walk, I suppose it’s because this room was the furthest from the elevator hence, being one of the last rooms to be released.
“Any particular preferences?” I asked.
“Nothing comes to mind. We’ll just do whatever we feel like. I just need my brains fucked out right now.”
“Sure, then I’m fucking you from behind against the window first. I’ve been wanting to fuck my wife like that, but she has never agreed, and it looks like she never will. Are you on the pill?”
“Yeah, I am. You don’t have any condoms on you?”
“For better or worse, nope. It’ll be fine if you’re on the pill.”
We were approaching the door when she clasped her hands around my cock from outside my pants when I slipped the card into the reader. She was really feisty at that point, she wasn’t kidding when she brought up that she needed to be fucked that much.
Dropping her bag on the table, she pointed to her zip behind. I pulled her zip down slowly with one hand, and moved my other hand down the side of her body to feel the sensual curves she has. What a turn on. She pulled the sides of her dress down from her shoulders to reveal that she had been wearing a strapless bra and wriggled herself out of the dress then turned herself to me to reveal her shaved pussy as she proceeded to undress me while I continued to rest my hands on the top of her waist by the sides.
When she was done, she said: “Into the shower first.”
Tiptoeing towards my left ear, “Then you do me against the window, and as a bonus, with the curtains drawn. Full view of the pool below, you know” it sounded like it wasn’t her first time here either.
“The curtains will be drawn the whole night, Natalie. If anyone sees us, I want them to see a hot girl being fucked. We’ll close the curtains after we’re done, that’s what should happen.”, I replied as pulled herself from me to go into the toilet to put on a shower cap as I went to draw the curtains directly opposite the toilet entrance.. Not the sexiest of things, but I suppose it’d make sense to not have her hair wet for whatever is to come – don’t know for how long or how many times.
She pulled me into the toilet and under the rainshower and switched the water on. I marvelled at how round, and perfect her butt was while the water washed down her back. She was still facing the shower when she took the bottle of soap, I moved in closer to her hugging her from behind, feeling my erected cock against her butt then moving my hands to her breasts and clitoris.
Her moans echoed amidst the sound of the shower with I squeezed her breasts, biting her neck gently and teased her vagina.
“Mmmmm… stop.” she reached out to close off the water, turned around and soaped me up first.
We haven’t fucked yet when we were done in the shower.
After we’ve dried ourselves before the mirror, she grabbed my member with her hand and stroked it slowly while removing the shower cap to let her hair down.
“Now. We’re ready for the window. Come.” she flicked her long hair back to look up at me, she smiled. Her smile was something else, it wasn’t a slutty smile. It was one that almost looked serene and happy.
It was so comfortable with her. Everything felt almost natural, as if we’d done this together before, even though we haven’t. She put her knees, apart on the edge of the sofa, and leaned forward to put her elbows on the top of the backrest of the sofa to present her ass. Her soft hair slid down past her left shoulder as she found a comfortable position.
I teased her by playing with her vagina with my finger, leaned forward to smell her hair and grabbed her breast – alternating between grabbing and pinching her nipples. She got wetter, and started moaning again. Sliding one finger in, she arched her back slightly and held her breath for a brief moment. She was enjoying the feeling of someone apart from herself being inside her. I hesitated from going in all the way, just to tease her.
Finally unable to take the teasing any longer: “If you’re going to continue with this, I’m going to cum.” she wasn’t lying, her vagina had been squeezing my finger for a while now. Kegel exercises maybe, I could feel her vagina moving with just a middle finger, my wife wasn’t like that. Damn, what’s my wife doing all these while?
Removing my finger, I put my left hand on her butt cheek, to steady her as I stood up to position myself directly behind her proper. My cock found her vagina hole, and slid in slowly as she held her breath, and moved herself up from leaning on her elbows to stretching out her arms fully to raise herself up. A satisfied moan came out from her as I entered her completely and stopped for a while. She was tight, very tight and very wet; evidently a long drought for her.
Thrusting slowly into her, I admired the view our high floor room had to offer. Her moans were sensual, she was enjoying our tryst thoroughly, and I was enjoying her body and her company. I could tell she was losing herself in the fucking, it wasn’t that I was particularly good, but she really needed a fuck to let everything out. She brought her back up to me, moving my hands from her hip to her nipple and clit, she turned to her head to her left to signal for a kiss as she grabbed the back of my head with her right hand, I did, and her lips were soft.
Her eyes were still closed when we broke the kiss. It was soon that was the one thrusting her hips into mine. I looked in the window, and I noticed that there was a reflection of our silhouette was cast into the window with the light behind us. Her vagina was squeezing tighter now, and her moans sounded as if they were holding something back now. Her hands were grabbing onto my arms for support now, and her fingernails were digging into them. She was cumming soon.
I increased the pace of the fucking and she instinctively tightened her grip on everything. “Don’t stop” She was gasping by now.
“Just a little more. Ugh..” Her face was in a sweet twisted agony now.
Her breaths and moans stopped as I could feel the walls of her vagina convalescing onto my cock, she’s cumming now, and I was cumming soon too. Alternating between shivering and stiffening, her body was shuddering slightly as she arched her back slightly, all while I continued to fuck her.
Letting out a loud moan, she continued her shallowed breathing. “I came, and it was good. Keep going, I want you to cum inside of me.” She struggled to finish her sentence in between her moans, wriggling slightly from the hypersensitivity her orgasm came with.
I’d stopped with playing with her clit and breasts, and was now just hugging her from behind while she was on her knees as I fucked her. Moaning softly into her ear as a came into her vagina, and hugging her tighter as I enjoyed the orgasm she gave me.
“Mmmmmm…that’s it.” she muttered out softly as I spurted into her.
We were panting as she let herself onto the backrest again, while I left my cock in her for a bit, before removing it to examine the creampie I gave her. She was dripping with our cum now.
“Get on the bed, lay down. We’re continuing our little session.” she pointed to the bed as she got up to turn around and slid one finger into her vagina to coat it, then licking the cum-covered finger while she lowered her chin slightly and looked at me with puppy eyes, swaying her breasts left and right.
Damn she’s naughty, if only my wife were like that. I complied.
I laid on my back as she placed her knees just above my elbows next to it, and lowered her pussy onto my mouth, while she leaned forward to quickly wrap her lips around my cock.
As I recall, it was a wild and might have been a long night, and we stopped not too long ago.
Now, her phone rang by the bedside, it was her boyfriend. I grabbed it and walked towards her, showing her the phone as I spread her legs on the chair slightly and pulled the towel back to play with her clit. She answered the phone while she slide down the chair slightly while I wet her and fingered her.
“Okay, I’ll see you in about an hour and a half. I’ll need to get ready before I can meet you at Paya Lebar.” Lies. Paya Lebar was only 20 minutes away at most, even by train.
It’s no wonder she brought her make-up kit around – to meet her boyfriend immediately after a night like that.