It's a beautiful suite. He's downstairs. I'm DTF.
I slip off my heels and walk straight into the shower. Cold water tickles down my body, and I feel the wet silk clinging onto my breasts. I reach down between my legs and take off my black lace thong. My fingers glide over my soft, freshly shaved labia. My eyes are closed as I daydream myself back into the cab - Felix's hand squeezing my nipple, the taxi driver seconds from catching us. I sense my lips swell, my nipples harden. I lift my hand to my mouth and gently bite my finger, wondering how long Felix will be "doing business down here" before he gets down on me... I decide to trust the firmness of his dick to keep its promise. I turn off the water, let the soaked blouse fall to the floor, and wrap a towel around my body.
I wander through the 10th-floor suite he booked, admiring the full window front and fantasizing about how every piece of furniture might be used. I pour myself a glass of water and drop the towel. As I think about which lingerie to wear tonight, I hear the door open.
He finds me seated on the beige chaise longue. As requested, I'm naked. Freshly showered. And horny. So horny.
Our eyes lock - his gaze devours me. His hands start unbuttoning his shirt as he strides toward me. I hold his stare, dip my fingers into the water glass, and trail droplets across my breasts and down my stomach. We're surrounded by air thick with desire. No words needed. His erection strains against his pants, right in front of my face. I let my eyes travel down. My right hand slides slowly between my legs, caressing my pussy. He gasps. I move my left hand to his pants, my fingers crawling along the shaft, toward his belt. He grabs my hair and gently lifts my face. I inhale sharply, holding my breath as I hear him say, "Nat, I want you. I want you now, but our plans have changed. We need to leave fully dressed in twenty minutes."
