What didn't happen in Spain... happens in California?
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"I'm supposed to have a room," Ryan said to the clerk as they stopped to check him in. They'd all gone to dinner after work, and with the time change from Europe, most were more than ready to call it an evening by the time they were done. Sherry and Lori said good night and headed to their room while Ryan checked in; Tina stayed, figuring to walk up with Irene once they determined where she needed to move her bag to.
"I'm sorry, Sir, I don't have a reservation in that name. Would it be under anything else?"
"All the reservations were made at the same time. Three rooms, 5 people, for a week."
"I'm sorry sir, that reservation was originally for 3 double rooms, but one room was cancelled just 1 week ago ... and we don't have anything else available until Friday. We're completely sold out."
Ryan knew what had happened when he heard it; although he'd had a reservation, he'd asked the agent to cancel for the first night only as everyone else wasn't arriving until very late on Sunday, so he just thought he'd stay at home until Monday. Somehow the "cancel one night" had become "cancel the week", and now, he had no room. The clerk went out of her way to help but, despite calling all local hotels, the entire region was sold out. The closest available room was in Morgan Hill, nearly 20 miles away.
"Well, I suppose you'll have to stay with us," Tina said, and then added for the clerk's benefit, "Irene can share my bed and you can have the other."
At first Ryan said he'd just go on home, but when Tina said "And fight that traffic every day? Don't be ridiculous. We're all adults, we can share a room at least until we can come up with something else."
"Are you sure you want to do this?" Irene said as the two of them were going up to the room, Ryan having gone to fetch his own bag from his car.
"It's not a problem. I've got my laptop; I can leave and go work from the lobby for a while and give you guys some privacy." Tina said she'd take a shower and get into some comfortable clothes and would then go down and finish some e-mail to give them an hour or so.
"She's in the shower," Irene answered moments later to Ryan's question of where she was when he arrived, "she said she'd..." Ryan interrupted her explanation, pulling Irene into his arms for a long-delayed kiss. Irene melted into his arms, feeling his expanding hardness against her belly, his hands roaming her body. One hand went between them, finding her breast, moments later slipping into the neck of her blouse onto her bare flesh. His other hand dropped further down, she could feel him fumbling with his belt, seconds later he withdrew his hand from her blouse and, two handed, his pants loosened, as he pulled his cock out. His hands no more than rested on her shoulders before she willingly dropped to her knees, hungrily taking him into her mouth.
"Oh God!" he exhaled, her mouth bobbing on his cock, her mouth sucking, her tongue slithering around the nooks and sensitive edge of his penis. He groaned again, and reaching down, pulled her upright, his hands reaching for her own pants.
"Ryan," Irene started, her eyes getting wide as she realized what he wanted, "She's just in the bath...." But she made no effort to stop him as his hands had already released the clasp on her pants. His thumbs hooked the waistband pushing her pants and underwear downward. She glanced at the bathroom door, and hearing the shower still running helped. Her pants dropped to her knees and she bent to push them further when Ryan roughly turned her to face the bed. She nearly tripped with her pants almost around her ankles, and then managed to slip one foot out before she fell forward onto her hands.
That she'd been in heat all afternoon, that she'd been wet for him for the last two hours during dinner, was now physically revealed as he forced her legs apart, his cock finding her opening and slipping into her. She dropped onto her elbows to support herself while Ryan's hands found her now naked hips to control his thrusting into her.
Ryan had been in the room for barely two minutes, yet he was already in her, his animalistic thrusting, taking her from the backside, exactly what she needed. Never had she been manhandled so forcibly before, and it was exactly what she needed and admittedly wanted. His cock caressed her just right with every stroke, whether hitting her g-spot or just the feel of the fullness of him in her, in just moments she found herself quivering in orgasm, yet still he roughly thrust into her. Gasping in her own orgasm, for some reason her hearing latched onto the increasingly broken breathing of Ryan until, with a grunt, he thrust in hard, stopped, and held himself there. She felt the warm gush of his juices inside her, the ultimate dessert for the fastest orgasm she'd ever experienced.
Still bent so that her arms were on the bed, Ryan's hands that had been on her hips now slid back onto her naked bottom. "You've got such a great ass," she heard him whisper and at the same time heard the shower turn off.
"The shower just turned off, she's almost done," Irene said, starting to straighten up. Ryan stepped back his cock pulling from her and she clinched her bottom to keep his cum from coming with it. Being unable to relax enough while standing to put her leg back into her pants, she spun around and sat, finding that Ryan had just pulled his pants back in place and was about to buckle his pants. "Help me or I'm going to make a mess," she said, and with a grin Ryan bent and slipped her pant over her leg. She stood and was barely able to get her panties back in place before she felt his cum oozing from her pussy.
Once again totally clothed, she stepped forward into Ryan's arms, his face bending to kiss her once again -- the passion of their kiss a few moments before slaked for the moment. "Was that a quickie?" she giggled, her lips nibbling at his.
"I'd say it was."
"I needed that."
"Yeah, so did I." His hand, which had risen once more to fondle her breast, slipped to her side at the sound of the bathroom door opening.
"Is Ryan here yet?" Tina called from the bath, the door opening just enough for them to see the steamy interior.
"Yes, I am," he answered. Moments later the door opened wider and Tina stepped out, wrapped in a towel and carrying her clothes.
"I guess there really isn't much to be modest about since we've been on a nude beach together, eh? Give me a second to get some clothes on and I'm going to go down to the lobby for a while and leave you two lovebirds alone. The shower's huge by the way, easily big enough for two..." Irene saw her take a double sniff, she'd obviously smelled something, before she glanced at her, smiled and winked and walked on by. Inwardly Irene didn't even blush, just defiantly thought,
Yes we did!
Ryan's eyes followed Tina as she brushed past them to the drawers where she'd unpacked her clothes. Irene turned Ryan and herself so that Ryan wasn't looking at Tina as she opened drawers and found clothes. She pulled Ryan's face down to hers, her eyes seeing Tina drop the towel, momentarily seeing her naked before she began getting dressed.
Tina was right, the shower was a walk-in and easily large enough for two, which they proved just a few minutes later.
