Author's note: This story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex.
I awoke to Big Daddy easing out the door and looked at the clock. It was just past midnight. I lay awake for a couple hours reliving the past few days, trying to figure out what it all meant. My marriage would never survive if my secrets got out. So much to lose and my mind kept drifting to the curved black cock with the elongated head and how good it felt inside me.
The ridiculousness of the last three days was beyond comprehension. I wanted it to end, but I didn't know how to stop the spiral. My cock stirred in my panties at the thought of some more Big Daddy. Even Marvin got me aroused... OK not Marvin, but his big fucking cock, that's for sure.
I was disgusted with myself because, even now, a part of me wanted to jack off thinking about getting their cocks in my mouth. Eventually I managed to clear my mind enough to fall back to sleep. I awoke at 7:00 and got showered and dressed. Ashamed of myself I put on my semi thong panties. In my new suit, I could not help thinking about Phil the tailor and the chemistry between us.
"Stop it Robert! You're fucking married and fucking straight! Get control of yourself!" I growled. I dialed the front desk to get the stay extended and there was no answer. "WTF." I looked out the curtain toward the office. Apparently, the desk clerk was sitting down ignoring the phone. My frustration boiled over.
I walked to the office and went in kind of hot. "Why aren't we answering the fucking phone..."
He turned quickly and I noticed the headset. "Excuse me one second mam... (he pushed the mute button.) I'm sorry Mr. Patrick but I am with a customer. I will be with you in a moment and I would appreciate refraining from screaming F bombs in the office please."
He spun back around and hit the button, "Apologies mam, we had a bit of a disturbance... So sorry you had to hear that mam. So, you'll need three rooms..."
I was embarrassed and ashamed; I can be arrogant at times but that was uncalled for. I thought about going back to the room and calling later but decided to apologize in person. I sat in a chair in the small lobby and had a half stale bagel and coffee. He seemed to be purposely dragging on the conversation to annoy me further. Although he was actively typing on the computer the entire time. He seemed like a polite guy when he checked me in and seemed fine with the woman on the phone. Getting cussed at viscously can make anyone a little pissed.
When he hung up, fourteen minutes later, he stood up and looked at me calmly, "How can I help you Mr. Patrick?"
He was about my age, mid-twenties, about 6ft tall and apparently an ex linebacker based on his build. It seemed odd he remembered my name
"First please let me apologize, for my behavior... (I searched for the right words.) It's been a stressful couple of days..."
"I would have thought last night would've relieved a little stress for you Mr. Patrick." He said looking at me sternly.
I was gut punched by his words..."W, what are you talking about?" I asked looking offended.
"Four men in your room and three leave an hour later pulling up their zippers?"
"You got the wrong room... (I looked at his name badge.) Danny... I was alone last night." I said trying to sound confident.
"He nodded toward my ring; I'm sure Mrs. Patrick would believe you until she saw the surveillance camera footage. Big Daddy leaving at midnight with his shirt unbuttoned... Do you think Marie is that understanding?"
Ding! a text came in. "How the fuck do you know my wife's name?" I looked at the text.
Marvin: Where are you boss? Things are getting tight over here today, pressure's building.
"Your language is appalling sir. I am going to have to fine you for that. As I was saying, I'm thinking Marie did not get a good night phone fuck last night and as fiery as she looks in her running shorts, I'm guessing she is a bit disappointed. So many good photos of her on Facebook." He said staring at me.
My expression clearly gave it away that he was right, I did not call her at all.
"I'm gonna need $200 cash for your offensive language." he said holding out his hand.
Ding! Another Text!
"I don't have $200 and you have the wrong room! I don't know what you are talking about..." I said reading the text.
Marvin: I need your in your stall in 10 minutes panties only.
"I just wanted to extend my room through the 30th, but I will take my business elsewhere!" I have to go. I'll be back in time to check out today..."
"Shut up and listen Mr. Patrick. I will extend your stay through the 30th and you can come around here and test out the knees of you expensive suit while you suck my cock you arrogant little prick. Since your hot little wife isn't here to service me, your foul little mouth will work fine..."
"Fuck you! I'm out... (He was grinning and dialing the phone.) What the fuck!"
"Hello is this Mrs. Patrick? (I reached for the phone across the desk and he stepped back out of reach.) Hi this is Danny from the Budget Host Hotel, calling on behalf of your Husband Robert. Can you hold for just one second? No, no there is no problem, he just misses you and felt bad about getting caught up in work last night. Hold for one moment and I will connect you." he said happily, putting her on hold. "Two more hundred Mr. Patrick. Would you like to go for Five? Or are you going to do as you are told?"
I held my hands out palms facing out, signaling my compliance, afraid she could hear. "Yes! Please give me one second. I have to reply to this text."
Me: Be there in one hour. Please stop texting. This is a business phone!
"Ok, you win. I will bring you $400 later. I'm sorry, I was an asshole. OK?"
"First you will talk to your wife and tell her how much you miss her and then you will suck my cock, or I will pick up the phone and break that pretty little girl's heart, Asshole! I like that name for you, I'm glad you came up with it."
He handed me the phone.
Ding!
Marvin: Now Bitch
