Dan was growing tired of travelling all the time. He swore he spent half of his time in hotels, he was rarely at home. His wife wanted him to switch jobs so he could be home more, and he was seriously considering it. The one thing he liked about his life was that every hotel his company booked him into had a hotel pool, it was the one thing he insisted on.
Swimming each day let him keep in shape and relaxed him after long cross-country flights. He had flown in this morning and decided that spending the afternoon at the rooftop pool would be perfect. He didn't have any meetings until tomorrow. He switched into his swim trunks, grabbed his phone and headed for the elevator.
The pool was nearly deserted, only an elderly couple in the city on holiday were lounging in one corner, keeping near the shade of an artfully planted tree. Dan grabbed a towel and stashed his phone in it before tossing it onto one of the lounge chairs.
Doing a shallow dive, he felt the cool water close in around him. At 6 feet tall and a thin but muscled build, swimming was easy for him. He cleanly sliced through the water as he swam lap after lap. After about 45 minutes, he hauled himself out of the pool and collapsed on his chair.
By now, the elderly couple had left and he had the pool to himself. He lay down and closed his eyes, the bright sun blocked out occasionally by swaying trees. Before he knew it, he had fallen asleep.
Dan's dreams began to become erotic. He dreamt that his wife was slowly running her hand across his crotch. He could feel himself hardening underneath her touch. She began rubbing his dick through his swimsuit, massaging it until it ached. In his dream, she climbed on top of him and pushed him down, pinning his arms and legs down.
When he felt a rush of cool air touch his erection, the dream spell began to break. He opened his eyes to find that he was no longer alone. Looking down, he was startled to see a young brunette woman eye level with his crotch. She had opened his swim trunks and pulled out his hard cock, which stood proudly upright in front of her.
"Hey!! What are you doing?!" He tried to push her away from him, but found that his arms were pinned above his head. He tried to kick his legs, but found that they too were tied down. A quick glance at his wrist revealed white terry cloth towels had been tied around his wrists and the legs of the lounger, he was immobile and defenceless.
"Untie me right now!" He jerked his hand trying to free them, but she had tied them tight and all he accomplished was to cause his upright cock to sway in front of her mouth.
The brunette licked his cock lightly as it swayed in front of her. "It's no use, I'm not going to let you go." He looked at her closely for the first time. She was probably just over 20 and had long dark brown hair that reached below her generous breasts. A tiny triangle bikini top barely covered her nipples, and he could see the matching bottoms when she straightened to sit on top of him.
"SOMEONE HELP ME!!" He yelled at the top of his lungs, hoping someone would hear his cry. He stopped yelling when he heard her chuckling.
"I locked the door to the roof when I came up here. No one is getting through there anytime soon. We're 20 stories up, no one can hear you." She wrapped a hand around his rigid member and slowly stroked it as she straddled his thighs. "Besides, do you really want some poor hotel pool-boy to find you like this? Tied down to a chair with a raging hard-on?"
Dan felt a sense of panic set in as he realized how hopeless he was, and his horror at finding his body responding to her. "Why are you doing this?"
