Kevin stepped into the hotel hot tub, grateful for the opportunity to relax after a long day at the pharmaceutical industry conference. The hot tub was empty except for a single woman, reclining with her eyes closed. The jets partially obscured her frame, but he could tell she was middle-aged, perhaps 40, with a slender build.
Something seemed a bit off about the stranger. The way she shifted every few seconds, arching her neck, and the subtle tension in her face seemed… more intense than Kevin would have expected from just the hot tub. Then he spotted her phone sitting by the side of the hot tub, unlocked, displaying a moving pink graph. He slid closer, curious. A vibrator. Her phone was controlling a vibrator, and given her demeanor, he knew exactly where it was.
“Nice night for a hot tub,” he spoke, sitting next to her now. Her eyes opened wide, an expression of surprise and embarrassment crossing her face. She reached for her phone, but he was faster, snatching it and inspecting the app controls. She made no effort to stop him, apparently realizing that she was caught and resigned to whatever that might entail.
“I needed some… relaxation. After today,” she replied softly. He touched a button on her phone to change the vibration pattern, and she inhaled sharply.
“Are you here for the pharma conference?”
“Yes, I’m a sales rep for Forcentix.” She looked in his eyes then, her beautiful blue eyes shining in the hot tub mist. She took in his lined face, strong jawline, and graying temples. “You’re – you’re the VP from-”
“Yes,” he interrupted. This conversation was nice, but it was time to escalate. He had made a big deal today, a game-changing deal, and he felt like having a little fun. “And I can see that you’re a slut. The question is, are you a submissive slut?”
She said nothing for a few seconds, staring into the distance as she processed the situation. Her jaw moved slightly, mouth closed. Just as the silence became awkward, she spoke. “Yes,” she said, barely audible above the hot tub jets.
“Yes, what?” His tone had a sharpness to it now.
“Yes, sir,” she said, louder now but quavering slightly.
Kevin smiled slightly, mentally fist pumping. He certainly had no lack of sex in his life – his girlfriend back home saw to that. She was a thousand miles away now though, and encounters like this, games like this, were fun for him.
He switched the vibration pattern on her phone again and watched as she shifted her weight. “What’s your name, slut?” he asked slowly.
“Katherine.”
“Take your top off, Katherine,” he told her. Her breathing rate increased slightly, as she looked around the room. The hotel hot tub and pool area was empty except for the two of them, most conference attendees opting for business dinners at this hour. Slowly, she reached behind her back and unhooked her swimsuit top. It floated free in the hot tub, exposing smallish breasts with perfect pink areolas and perky nipples. She sat back again, obscuring her breasts behind the bubbly hot tub jets.
Kevin picked up the bikini top and inspected it. It was white, thin material that was mostly transparent when wet. He could see the outline of his fingers through the fabric. This woman wanted to be seen. He mentally adjusted his plans as he tucked it into his swimsuit pocket.
“Have you ever been topless in a public place before?” he asked. He moved closer to her and began to caress her right breast with his free hand.
“Hehe – a few times,” she giggled, a slight trembling in her voice. Her hand found his thigh, and slowly moved up it, over his swim trunks, until she came to his barely constrained hard-on. She relaxed and leaned into him, a dreamy expression on her face.
An older, fit-looking man appeared from the locker room and headed towards the pool. He glanced at the new lovers, apparently noticing nothing amiss. He began to swim laps.
When Katherine noticed the man, she began to stiffen, her breathing rate increasing subtly. Kevin let the tension build for a moment, then used her phone to lower the vibrator to the lowest intensity. “Ohhh,” she moaned. “Please let me cum, sir. I need to cum.” She looked up at him plaintively.
It was time. “Not yet, sweet girl. I want you to get out of the hot tub and dry off. The stairwell is just outside the pool entrance. We’re heading to floor 4.”
She smiled and kissed him on the lips. “Yes, sir.” She practically leaped out of the hot tub and reached for her towel. She faced away from the pool, glancing over her shoulder at the swimmer. Whether this was genuine modesty or just a show, Kevin did not know.
Katherine’s bikini bottom was made of the same translucent-when-wet material as her top, and as Kevin approached her from behind he could see the skin of her shapely ass through it. He pocketed her phone, and his hands gripped her waist firmly. His touch gently descended to the ties on either hip. “You’re not going to need these,” he whispered in her ear. He pulled. The bikini bottom fell away, leaving her nude.
She strode hastily towards the stairwell entrance. Kevin followed her, and as they left the pool area he noticed the swimmer looking at them. Kevin winked at him and stepped out the door.
The stairwell was deserted, as most hotel patrons used the elevator in the main lobby. Kevin enjoyed the view of the shapely ass in front of him as they ascended, with just a hint of a pink vibrator visible through her thigh gap. Katherine reached the door marked “4” and began to open it. “What room?” she asked softly.
He smiled. “You’ll know,” he responded, and held the door as she passed through.
Katherine cautiously entered the deserted hotel hallway, making no attempt to cover her nudity. As she walked, Kevin gradually increased the vibrator intensity using her phone. Her steps became increasingly wobbly as the intensity built, until she passed his room and it dropped off again. Realizing the game, she turned and walked the other way, her arm outstretched to touch each hotel room door as she passed.
Kevin took in his first unimpeded frontal view of her nude body. Long, toned legs rose to a pelvis free of tan lines, her pussy adorned with a narrow landing strip and the thinner nub of the vibrator. Her abdomen was trim, lean but not to the point where abs were visible. Her small breasts rose and fell with the heightened arousal she experienced, which was also reflected in her parted lips and wide-open, sparkling eyes.
As she touched Kevin’s hotel room door, he raised the vibration intensity to maximum. She immediately threw her head back and moaned, leaning against the door and shaking with the intensity of the orgasm. He watched in amusement for a moment, then held his key card to the door latch. The door opened, and Katherine fell to the floor, the final shudders of her orgasm making her legs twitch.
Kevin plucked the vibrator from her pussy and picked her up, one arm under her thighs, the other mid-back. She was fairly light, not difficult to lift after his years of strength training. She clasped her arms warmly around his neck. He carried her into the hotel room, setting her gently on the king size bed. “Would you like me to fuck you now, my little pet?” he said softly, face inches from hers.
“Oh yes, please sir, please … use me … however you want,” she breathed. He was already removing his swimsuit, anticipating her answer. He pulled her hips to him so that her legs cascaded off the edge of the bed. He aligned his cock with her swollen pussy lips and slowly entered her.
She inhaled as his full length entered her, eyes closing in pleasure. His thrusts increased in speed, their flesh slapping together at each one. Eventually, he withdrew. She looked at him quizzically as he clasped her hands. He drew her to her feet. His hand wrapped around the front of her neck, not squeezing, just displaying his dominance of her. She looked up at him. Her hands rose to caress the hard cock pressed against her. He gestured at the hotel room balcony, behind a glass sliding door. “Go out there and get on your knees,” he commanded.
Her mouth opened, then closed again silently. She turned, grabbing his hand with hers and leading him to the balcony door. Kevin snagged a pillow as he followed.
They stepped onto the balcony, taking in a spectacular view of the hotel grounds. Palm trees were visible below, the beach just beyond. A few people walked the grounds or sat by the outdoor pool, too engrossed in whatever they were doing to notice the strangers a few floors above.
Katherine began to kneel, and Kevin dropped the pillow on the concrete floor as she did so, protecting her knees. She smiled gratefully and reached for his cock. She took it into her mouth hungrily, her hand around the base of his cock, sucking urgently. It felt amazing.
Kevin enjoyed the view for a few minutes, feeling his pleasure build. He grabbed her hair, guiding her to an increasing speed and intensity. Just as he felt the orgasm coming, he pulled her head away and spurted cum over her forehead, eyes, and cheeks. It ran down over her ecstatic smile, dripped off her chin, and fell to her knees on the pillow.
He helped her to her feet, embracing her for a moment before opening the door to let her inside. He followed her in. She stepped to the bathroom, cleaned up, and wrapped a hotel bathrobe around her. “I had better get back to my room. Big day tomorrow,” she said. There were three more days left in the conference. He nodded his assent and placed her swimsuit, vibrator and phone in the bathrobe pockets.
They kissed. Kevin considered insisting that she stay (perhaps for round two), but decided against it. Better to wait, leave her wanting more. She turned to leave.
“Katherine,” he said as her hand touched the door handle. She looked towards him. “Don’t wear a bra tomorrow. Or panties,” he added.
She opened the door and smiled at him. “Yes sir,” she whispered as she left the room.
