Katie's Corruption - Chapter 1
Bright Lights, Big City, Soaked Sheets
Katie inserted the key card into her hotel room door, the lock made a small beep and the door swung open as she stepped inside and surveyed her lodgings for the evening with her piercing green eyes.
"Not bad" she thought to herself as she took in her surroundings, fairly typical for a mid-range hotel, double bed, TV, a nice wooden desk and a view of the city skyline. The rays from the setting sun lit up the room and cascaded beautifully against her shoulder length ginger hair, her soft curls tucked behind her right ear. Her black heels were tasteful and elegant, stockings hugging her curvy legs as they led up to her black pencil skirt. She wore a body hugging yet classy blue blouse, perfect for the workplace, but she often noticed the wandering eyes of her male colleagues, which still made her blush with surprised excitement.
Katie pulled her suitcase up to the bed and placed her rucksack down upon it. She had caught the train to London that morning for her first ever visit to the capital city, a surprisingly uneventful journey for once, heading towards her employer's local branch for the day. She had been nervous, but not because of meeting new people, nor the presentation she had to give in front of the higher-ups in her company, but for what she had in mind for this very evening. Now it was finally time to put the plan into action.
She pulled her Chromebook and charger from her bag, before kicking off her heels and walking over to the desk, setting up her laptop and getting settled in the cushioned wooden chair. She booted up the laptop and opened up Reddit. She sat for a moment, questioning her resolve before inputting "r/CasualEncounters." Before her lay countless posts from people all over the world, horny people, lonely people, desperate people, a sea of strangers disguised by the foggy anonymity of the internet. Her fingers started to tap at the keys hurriedly, worried that she would lose her bottle if she didn't do what she had in mind quickly.
"Single, 28 year old woman. Curvy and horny. Alone in a central London hotel, looking for company for the evening. Can provide further details and pics via dm. Serious inquiries only, no creeps."
Katie could feel her heart pounding inside her chest as she hit the button to post her offer, finally plucking up the courage to take the plunge, advertising herself as ready and willing to fuck a complete stranger, for the whole internet to see. She stood up and paced nervously as she waited to see if anyone would message her, self-doubt creeping over her mind. It didn't take long for an electronic ping to ring out through the hotel room, someone was interested. Interested in her. She blushed at the thought before rushing back to check the message. More messages popped up, some were straight up creepy, some seemed desperate, but one caught her eye. Something about the words he chose, led her to believe this wasn't her first rodeo, and that he could be trusted.
The next few minutes were a blur as she exchanged messages with this total stranger, providing basic information and eventually faceless pictures. Katie was so nervous and aroused she could hardly take it, the rational side of her brain knew how stupid and dangerous this was, but her brain was no longer in control, it was now her long-neglected loins that were at the wheel. She sent one final message, ground rules, what she wanted, a safe word, and finally, the name of her hotel and room number. The mysterious stranger only replied;
"Be there in 30 minutes. See you soon."