God this is a long drive, Steve thought to himself. Having turned off the motorway over 30 minutes ago, now winding down badly lit country roads. The headlights barely lighting up tree-covered lanes.
This trip had better be worth it, he thought.
His company had sent him to meet with a new client and set the meeting for first thing in the morning the next day.
Finally, the headlights lit up the hotel sign next to the road. Turning the car onto the long gravel driveway towards the quiet country house hotel. After parking the car, Steve steps out into the warm evening air. It’s been a heat wave and after sitting in the cool air-conditioned car, the heavy warm air hits him like a heavy blanket.
After getting into the hotel reception, a young lady behind the desk welcomes him, “Welcome to Redmond Manor. We were starting to think you were not going to make it sir”.
“I almost didn’t” Steve shares, “It’s further than I thought it was.”
Mopping up the sweat already forming on his brow Steve enquires “Is there aircon in the room”
“Sorry, no aircon, I have put you in a terrace room with patio doors. There is also a fan in the room if you get too hot” she says passing him a room key.
Finding his room Steve pushes open the door, dropping his bag on the floor. “Uurrgh” it’s hot. The room is nicer than he thought it would be with a big king-sized bed and large patio doors covered by curtains, but it’s uncomfortably hot. Quickly making his way to the curtains, throwing them open and opening the patio doors. The cool still night air relieves some of the uncomfortable stale air.
Stepping out onto the small patio outside to find a small table and chairs overlooking the neat hotel lawns and woodlands in the distance. The air is perfectly still, and the stars fill the night sky. The rest of the hotel is in darkness silence with just the light spilling out of the patio.
Deciding to take a shower Steve starts to undo his shirt. Undo each button in turn before pulling it off and throwing it over his shoulder. Looking up at the stars for a moment before turning back to the room and heading back inside. Once inside Steve decides that a cool shower might help cool himself down, so turns on the shower and finishes stripping off before stepping into the warm jets.
After his shower, Steve hoped that it would cool him down, but it made the room humid and even warmer. Stepping to the patio door he can feel the cooler evening air on his body. As no one is around he stands naked in the doorway, letting his wet body cool off in the evening air. Steve has always enjoyed being naked outside, even just exposing himself to the night and the forest beyond makes his cock swell slightly. The sensation of the cool night air licking around his naked body made him wish he was not stuck on yet another work trip alone.
After another moment of enjoying the sensation and the stars, Steve looks back towards the bedroom. Pulling off the blanket, leaving just the crisp white sheet, switching on the fan and sliding into bed. The sheets feel good against his naked body as he stretches out under the sheet.
Soon, even the thin sheet is too much as he pulls it most of the way off so it’s just covering one leg and his waist. Slowly falling into slumber.
In a half-asleep doze, Steve thinks that he hears something moving near the patio door, his mind putting it down to new noises in a strange place. Thinking about how good it felt to be naked earlier his half-asleep brain starts to think about how horny he is, imagining how much he wanted some relief. In his dream-like state, he could almost feel hands on his naked legs, slowly making their way up his legs, imagining a presence in the room. Of lips kissing his legs. Slowly making their way up his body. His hips gyrating into the empty air as the invisible hands make their way up the top of his legs.
He can imagine hands cupping his balls and the sensation of his cock growing hard as his mind plays tricks on his body. Imagining hands wrapping around the shaft of his hard cock. Then a wet touch, teasing up his shaft. This dream is so good it almost feels real, as his hips move in time with this magical touch, his mind racing, heart pumping as he can imagine wonderful lips wrapping around the tip of his cock. Moaning with pleasure as his eyes are firmly closed, not wanting to wake from such an intense dream. Steve allows his hand to drop to his groin to add some much-needed pressure to what his dream-like state is conjuring up for him.
Rather than finding his waiting cock his blurry imagination finds a thick head of hair, hands and a face on his member. Waves of pleasure pulse along his body as he realises that it’s not his imagination but a real woman on him.
Waking fully to see the outline of a woman between his legs, her hair covering her face as she exquisitely manipulates his cock with her hands and mouth.
“What. eerrr who… errrr…. Mmmmm” is all he can muster as her lips become the centre of everything in his world. She slowly reaches up and presses her index finger over Steve’s lips, silencing him.
Coming to terms with the situation he has luckily found himself he gives himself to this stranger. If she wants him, he is hers. Laying back he focuses on the pleasure that she is giving him as she takes more and more of his long hard cock inside her mouth. The wetness of her lips dripped down to leave cool patches of wetness around his groin.
Feeling his balls tightening he can feel the orgasm building, every nerve in his body tingling as his hips move in time with this stranger’s touch.
Letting out a final moan of ecstasy as his balls empty into the waiting mouth. Feeling her lips lock tight around his cock sucking every drop from Steve’s cock. Until silence fills the room again.
Closing his eyes he can feel her tongue lapping at his cock and then the touch disappears. Opening his eyes to the gloom, he tries to see who has given him such pleasure. He catches the briefest of glimpses of a naked red-haired woman leaving through the patio door. Before he can speak, she has gone.
Quickly getting up from the bed and making his way to the patio doors, looking out at the still night. Nothing is out there but the still night. Falling back into bed, Steve quickly drifts off back to sleep.
The next morning Steve is woken by the shafts of sunlight coming in the open patio doors. Realising the time he quickly freshens up and heads down for the meeting with his new client for breakfast.
Stepping into the restaurant he asks for his client Robin Smith and is led to a table by the window where a red-headed woman is waiting.
Holding out his hand Steve says “Hi Robin, good to meet you.”
“You must be Steve”, she says shaking his hand. “Did you find the hotel alright, your office said that you were driving down last night.”
“Yes, no problem, but I did have the craziest dream last night.”
“Oh really,” Robin says with a sly grin.
