I grabbed my bags, kissed my wife goodbye and headed to the airport. These trips were getting tiring, the same hotels, the same hotel food, and the same boring meetings. Man I have to do something about all this I thought as I pulled into the parking lot.
I was ready to hit my room and relax as I checked in at the hotel. I was looking forward to a nice relaxing bed, perhaps some porn tonight and a good night's sleep to prepare me for the day tomorrow. I dropped my bags in my room and headed down to the restaurant to get some dinner. I sat alone in a corner and enjoyed a glass of wine while waiting for my dinner. I looked around and saw another guy eating alone. In a few minutes I thought I caught him looking at me, maybe checking me out. But as I looked he quickly looked away. As I was finishing my meal I looked over and indeed he was looking at me. This time he did not look away and he smiled at me. Thinking nothing of it I smiled back - nice guy I thought.
I finished my meal, paid my bill and left the restaurant. I hit the restroom and ended up in a small group waiting for the elevator. He was there too so we smiled again at each other. The elevator emptied its passengers and our small crowd boarded. I hit he button for my floor and settled in for the ride. Like everyone else I was watching the floors light up above the doors when I felt it. A hand had run over my ass. Was it inadvertent or intentional? I could not tell. Then again I felt it. I nonchalantly glanced behind me to see the guy from the restaurant was directly behind me and he smiled again. Hmmm, what is going on here? I decided I would find out.
As we all moved to allow a passenger to get out on his floor, I made sure I was directly in front of him again. I slowly leaned back to see if I could press my ass against him. Not only did I press against him, he leaned forward. And that's when I felt it. It was hard, it was nestling into the crack of my ass, and it felt really good. I thought I heard a soft moan as our bodies made contact. The response from my cock was immediate and undeniable.
I had lost track of what floor we were on when he said "excuse me, this is my floor."
Everyone got out of his way and he gave me an inviting look.
"Oh, me too" I said and we got off the elevator together.
He smiled again and started walking down the hall. My brain screamed at me to get back on the elevator but my loins had other ideas. And we all know which head wins in moments when they are battling it out!
He paused at his door and waited for me. "I'm Paul" he said as he extended his hand.
"I'm Ron" I replied.
He opened the door and stepped back and motioned for me to go on in. He entered and immediately closed the door behind him. I stood there waiting for him and he did not hesitate. He pushed me against the wall and grabbed my crouch.
"I wanted you as soon as you walked into the restaurant" he said in a sultry voice.
He was a few inches taller than me and was firmly holding me against the wall. I felt myself melt into what I knew I wanted... I wanted him to take me, to use me.
He pressed in and kissed me. His tongue explored my mouth. I sucked it in like I knew I would be sucking his cock shortly. He moaned his approval. He took my jacket off and threw it aside. He pulled my shirt up over my head and ran his hands over my chest. His eyes were closed as he played with my nipples. As they grew hard to his touch he used his tongue to play with them, first one and then the other. My cock was now straining, it was so hard it began to ache. He released me and went to sit down on the end of the bed.
"Take your pants off, I want to see you naked." He said in a commanding voice.
I knew I had no choice but to comply. I tossed my pants into the pile that already contained my jacket and my shirt and stood there naked before my new found master.