It was getting close to midnight. James and Erika had been propping up the bar most of the night swigging champagne and reminiscing about days gone by.
'Do you know what?' Erika said in a slurred tone after sucking the flesh from a slice of lemon after yet another tequila slammer.
'What?' Replied and equally inebriated James.
'I was dreading coming here tonight. Absolutely dreading it. I never like school while I was there and I never liked any of these arseholes in it! But you Jimbo have made it worth it.'
The pair had been attending their 2019 high school reunion. Both outcasts as far as their peers were concerned. Not very popular with the 'in crowd' but nor did they want to be. They were quite happy being on the outside doing their own thing. both now im their thrities school seemed like a distant memory to them now.
'Well, I'm glad I came along too. It's been great seeing you again Erika. It's been so long! But now I have to go and lay down before I fall down.'
James finished the last drop of whiskey in his glass before giving Erika a peck on the cheek and wishing her goodnight. He staggered to the lifts pressed the call button and slumped into a chair while he waited. Erika had left the bar also and made her way to the lifts even though her room was on the ground floor of the hotel. She saw James waiting, stirring at the metal doors waiting for the bell to ding.
Without warning Erika leaned down and whispered into James's ear while at the same time putting her hand into his lap and feeling for his cock.
'I want you to take me upstairs and I'm gonna give you the best night of your life. I'm gonna make you cum so hard you'll think you've gone to the moon and back!'
James turned and looked Erika dead in the eye. Her crystal blue eyes enchanting and seductive. He didn't say a word. He just nodded and rose to his feet. Erika took him by the hand and led him to the lift. They got in alone and the doors closed.
'What floor are you on?' She asked in a hushed tone. All the while her heaving bosom pressed against his chest. He could smell her perfume, it smelt amazing. His cock began to twitch. He could feel the blood rushing to it.
'12'. The button was pressed and up they went. As the lift made its way up the building the pair shared a passionate embrace. Erika took James's hand and slid it up her skirt. Her knickers were damp. She forced his hand up onto her warm wet lips. She prized aside her panties and put his fingers into her. The feeling was warm and sticky. Silky and smooth. She let out a small whimper of excitement.
The lift jolted and stopped. James took his fingers away and Erika adjusted herself. She left the lift with him following. As he did he put his fingers to his mouth. The smell was sweet. The taste even sweeter.
'Which room is your room James?'
'Number 86 it's down at the far end.'