Jennifer loved her new job, she found it exciting and loved the travel. Promoting credit cards was not only easy, but it was really good money too. Another thing that Jennifer loved about her new job was all of the hot guys she worked with. With only one other girl in the business, she had her fill of eye candy every day.
Jennifer had a type, a very specific type. She was usually attracted to sweaty muscled construction workers, however these guys were hiding some nice rock hard bodies under their suits. She would have never guessed it, had she not had to share hotels with some of them in the past. She had been good though, she had not fallen for the temptation. The last thing she wanted to do was be labeled the office slut, especially when she was on the road for weeks at a time with five guys.
Most of the time though, Jennifer got her own motel room, but there were those occasions that there was not enough rooms available. One occasion came up in a small town of Indiana that they were passing through on a long trek home from Minneapolis. Everyone was beat and they were all ecstatic to see a hotel sign after so many empty miles. Little did they know, there was a fair in town and there was only one room, with two beds and six people.
Rick was disappointed to have to share a room with all the guys. He seen them all day, every day. At night, he wanted nothing more than to shut his door and not see them again till morning. He would like to share a room with Jennifer however, and this may just be the opportunity he needed to get a little bit of a taste.
The bed situation posed a problem, though there were two bosses essentially, so naturally the bosses got the beds. However, Rick was feeling gallant and offered his bed to Jennifer. He was not sure why, but the words had already passed his lips.
"Thanks Rick, but I would feel bad to put you on the floor."
"Spent many nights on a floor, would rather me than you."
After a moment, Jennifer shyly looked at him through fallen strands of golden red hair. "You can always sleep in the bed with me, it's a queen and is plenty big enough."
Rick silently thanked God for his good fortune. Though his ascension looked torn, he was dancing a bit inside.
Jennifer was hot, there was no two ways about it. Rick was happy he found himself single at a time like this. Jennifer was one of those girls that acted so prim, proper and professional at work, though she had this look in those hazel eyes. There was a fire he would like to unleash, a passion he knew was inside of her ready to be unleashed. If not, big tits, round ass and a pretty face always did the trick too. Her hair was one of his biggest fascinations though, the long curly strands that fell far below her waist. She had hair you wanted to bury your face into and just breathe. Or wrapped your hands around it a few times to pull her head back as you fuck the shit out of her.
Rick chided himself, he really had to calm the fuck down. His dick was rock hard and he still had several hours before he could feign sleep and the lights would go out. He wondered if she would want him, had he mistaken the look she had given him? The almost virginal look through lowered lids had sent his blood boiling and he really hoped he had not misinterpreted it.
The men talked and gave Rick a hard time about sharing a bed with Jennifer. She was in taking a shower and as soon as the water turned off, the voices stopped as well. She walked out in a fresh pressed button down shirt that fell to mid-thigh.
Aware of the looks, she asked them what their problem was.
Bradley spoke up, "Damn Jen, what do you expect walking out of the bathroom looking like that?"
"Well I expected my own room, or I would have brought something more appropriate to wear. I usually don't wear anything." Jennifer walked around the men, ignoring the fact that they were staring at her legs. She hopped into the bed and turned the light off, her back to the other people in the room.
Every man in the room imagined her naked, though no one said another word. The conversation they would have had, was cut short by one of the others in their midst.
The men settled down quickly and Jennifer was aware of Rick's body sliding into the bed next to her, careful not to touch her. The lights were off and all that could be heard now in the room, was the occasional murmur or whisper. Jennifer thought of the man next to her, her boss. He never flirted with her like all the other men, though she kind of wished he would. He was more her type than any of the rest.
Rick stood well over six foot and had a chest almost twice her width. He was just huge and she had always found herself attracted to big men. He was a former marine, so his physique was still chiseled with the exercise that had become second nature. He had seen him one morning coming back to the hotel from a jog. He had nonchalantly pulled his sweaty T-shirt off before he went in to his room and Jennifer was able to see his powerful chest. His bicep muscles rippled and he had the most delicious cuts near his groin and hips, where the basketball shorts were falling lower.
Ever since that day, Jennifer had looked at her boss a big differently. Every time she seen him, all she could think about was that hot tight body on top of her. She found herself in one of those particular dreams tonight, Rick was pleasuring her. Touching her thighs with his lips, his fingers opening her folds to his breath.
Jennifer woke up with a start, she felt something, someone touching her hip. She then realized that Rick was next to her, touching every inch of her smaller frame. His larger body was enveloping her from the side, his hand was snaking its way up her thigh. Pausing momentarily at the hem of the shirt, though it had ridden up considerably. He seemed to be waiting for a sign from her, Jennifer pushed her ass back against his hand and body, making her decisions known.
