I woke in the early morning up to the sound of a text message. Disoriented, I sat up and checked the time, 3:30am. A few of my friends were passed out in random spots around the room. They had been partying pretty hard last night, but I took it easy so I could drive us all back to the hotel.
I got up and went out to the balcony, the weather here in Hawaii was amazing. I spent 5 or so minutes watching the water from 15 stories up, trying to decide whether to go back to sleep or not.
When I came back inside I noticed that all the ice in our bucket had melted. I took it upon myself to go fill it up at the ice machine in the hallway, and then come back to bed. I grabbed the bucket and my room key and headed out, closing the door very softly behind me.
I padded down the hotel hallway toward the room with the ice and vending machines, noticing how quiet it was. I passed several rooms on my way, and when I neared the doorway I heard the ice machine click on.
As I stepped into the doorway I was able to check out the woman who was also making a late night ice run. She seemed to be about mid 40s, curvy but in shape, and she had dark curly hair. She looked Italian to me, and although she was a little older than me I definitely felt my cock jump when I saw her. Her outfit left little to the imagination, she wore a tiny black bikini with only a see through shawl covering her.
I stood silently behind her, watching her try to figure out how to get ice. She seemed a little drunk, she was shifting her weight around and was slurring a bit as she cursed at the machine. Finally, some ice dropped down into her bucket and she turned to leave.
"Oh!" she said, startled by my presence behind her.
"Getting some ice?" I asked stupidly. I cursed myself internally at what a lame opening line that was.
"Yeah, I'm feeling a little hot," she shot back. She tilted her head at me and put a hand on her waist. I studied her face, and she looked me up and down.
"You look more than a little hot," I replied, taking a step toward her and the ice machine.
She turned and moved to the side to let me pass, and we brushed against each other despite how wide the room was. It definitely felt intentional, so I took a chance and reached down to grab her ass as she passed.
I got a good quick squeeze in as she slid by me, and her ass definitely felt as good as it looked. She spun around quickly and slapped me in the face. It was a light slap, and I deserved it, but I couldn't help but smile back at her.
We paused, facing each other, and I watched her gently bite her lip. She looked up and down the empty hotel hallway, and I made an obvious move to readjust my dick in my shorts. I knew I had a shot, but before I made another move she had pushed me hard with both hands, and I stumbled back against the far wall in the ice room. She had set her ice bucket down on a shelf without me noticing, and mine fell to the floor.
Slowly and sexily, she sauntered up to me and dropped to her knees, running her hands down my chest as she did so.
"Don't say anything," she ordered as she untied my shorts, dropping them down to my feet. Free from its prison, my cock bounced up toward her face, and her eyes lit up with fire as she looked up at me.
She dove right in and got her mouth working on my cock, licking and sucking on the head greedily. She alternated from sucking loudly on the head while she held me at the base, to licking around and under the head soft and slow.
I knew that I was lucky to be in my position, so I followed her directions and just let her do her thing. She spit into her hand and started jerking me off, and I saw her left hand snake down into her bikini bottom. She started back in with her mouth, bouncing her head up and down on the first half.
It felt like she was trying to get me off quick, and while she was doing a damn good job, I was able to keep myself under control. I had already gotten laid on this trip, so I felt no urgency to bust. I took in the beautiful sight below me, and somehow managed to control my impulse to pull her up and rail her against the vending machine.
I let out a slight moan to let her know she was doing a good job, and she seemed encouraged as she picked up the pace. Her loud lip smacks and wet jerking sounds filled the hallway, and I was suddenly aware of how quiet the hallway was.
About a minute of intense oral pleasure passed by, when I heard the ding of the elevator opening down the hallway. She seemed to either not notice or care, and moved her mouth down to lick and suck my balls while still jerking me off. I heard the soft pattering of footsteps approaching, but neither of us did anything to stop or hide. We were tucked away in the ice room, but there was no door and we would definitely be seen and heard when the people in the hall passed us.
