I had a perfect plan of how to get Daddy to fuck me. I was confident if he was fed my sweet tight pussy on a platter he wouldn't be able to resist.
It was Pete's last day at the sales company and there was a night out planned to send him off that evening. I'd dropped a small suitcase at the hotel I'd booked before I arrived at work. I rarely drank so it was important people didn't know I planned on staying over, as it would arouse suspicion. I wanted everyone to think I was going home.
Excitement built in my stomach all day. There was no way Pete wouldn't have at least a few beers and be more susceptible to my propositioning him.
I made an excuse as we left work and said I would meet everyone at the bar we planned to visit first. I nipped back to the hotel and checked in requesting two key cards. I took the bag I'd left at reception earlier in the day up to my room and touched up my makeup in the mirror. I'd tried to be as subtle as possible with my outfit and make up for the day. A tight black knee length pencil skirt that hugged my hips and ass in all the right places, a tight fitted, deep V necked top and some black stilettos.
I watched as my nipples hardened in the mirror. The anticipation building. I'd already changed my panties twice already today. Every time I let my mind wonder, I had a pool of pussy juices in my underwear. I decided a little release would help. Sliding my hand up my skirt, I slid my already wet panties to the side and started stroking my slick clit. I don't know what made me do it or why but with one of the key cards in my hand I started to use it to pleasure myself. Using the sharp edges to tease and tantalise my pussy and clit. I started digging deeper into my pussy with 2 fingers with one hand and flicking my swollen clit with the key card. As I came I clasped my thighs round my hands trying to continue the throbbing orgasm inside me.
I quickly cleaned myself up and headed for the door. Slipping the still wet card I'd just used to pleasure myself into a small leaving card envelope that I'd already got signed from me and Soph. I licked the seal shut and headed to the bar. Anticipation building between my thighs again already.
The evening was already in full swing when I arrived. I set myself a limit of 3 drinks. Enough for a buzz and to take the edge off but I still wanted full control. Pete started to look glazed around 9pm which was perfect as I planned on making my exist around 9:30-10pm. His stares had got less and less subtle throughout the night to the point where he was openly purving over my body. Just after 9pm he approached the little table I'd been sat on with Soph. She'd just left to get another drink from the busy bar.
"You're a dirty little slut and only I know." Pete boasted into my ear as a dirty whisper.
I leaned in close to his ear and breathed seductively down his neck.
"Yes daddy." I replied in my most husky voice.
"Why does that make my dick so fucking hard?" Pete pretty much spat the words out his mouth. Frustrated by his own lack of control. I could already see his cock straining on his trousers. I leaned forward to cover everyone's view and ran my long manicured nails a long his bulge.
"Because I trained you well daddy. Like Pavlov's dog. Every time you hear "daddy" you think of pleasure." I continue to lightly stroke his firm member through his trousers. Pete's breath getting heavier with each stroke.
"I've got you a little leaving present." I presented the card and he began to open it. I put a hand out to stop him.
"Wait to open it later, but I know you'll enjoy it." I tease.
"You've got three choices and you don't need to decide now.
1/ If you don't want to see me again you can use that key card when you're next wanking over my videos and photos so you can smell my sweet pussy while you do.
2/ You can use that key card tonight to get into my hotel room and enjoy a live show, just for you. No touching. Just a greedy little slut doing whatever her naughty daddy tells her to do with her body.
3/ You can use that key card tonight to get into my hotel room and do whatever the fuck you want to do with your greedy little slut." I watch as his cock twitches in his trousers. The tempting offer laid down in front of him.
Sophie returns to the table with our drinks. Pete makes his excuses and leaves. Trying his best to hide the excitement in his trousers.
Another hour passes and I decide now is my time to leave. I wonder the bar saying my goodbyes when I finally reach Pete. As we hug I whisper in his ear.
"If you decide to come message me as you leave. I'll make sure I'm waiting on all fours on the bed with nothing on but my heels. Pussy in the air facing the door."
I can see the cogs turning and Pete thinking back on what started this all. My dirty little admission that had got him so fired up in the first place. I pull away trailing my hand down his chest and subtly swiping across his crotch.
I'm confident he won't be able to help himself but it'll be a couple of hours. He'll need some more Dutch courage to convince himself it's a good idea.
I get back to the hotel and jump in the shower. Once I'm dry I start to moisturise my body. My touch arousing me already. This is going to be a long wait. Suddenly my phone lights up.
Direct message from Pete: Option 2. ABSOLUTELY NO TOUCHING! What hotel and room number? I'll be there in 20mins.
I smile to myself. I left barely 30minutes a go. This is going to be easier than I thought.
Direct message to Pete: Marriott, Room 522. Message me when you're in the lobby.
I spend the next 20 minutes setting up the room and getting ready. I lay out some toys, lube and baby oil on the bed. Position the dresser chair to have a perfect view of the bed. I touch up my make up and then apply ruby red lipstick. I slip my stilettos back on and crawl onto the bed to wait. My pussy was already weeping. I know I wouldn't be able to last long until my next orgasm. My phone lit up.
Direct message from Pete: I'm here.
Direct message to Pete: I'm waiting daddy.
