Emma finally arrived at the hotel she was meant to stay in overnight due to the long trip she had ahead of her. She was traveling from northern Florida to Tennessee and had to make a hotel stop at a small Georgia city along the way. It was a little past six in the afternoon when she arrived at her hotel and checked in—many hours of driving had left the woman tired and needing a nap.

As Emma arrived, she stuck out with her style. Her legs were so well toned and exposed and she wore a shirt exposing her arms. The way she walked and moved could get anyone aroused. After getting her key card, she went up to her room.

"Pretty good for something overnight," said Emma, looking around in the room.

She still had her Italian accent due to only being in America for a couple of years. Originally from Milan, Emma had quite a unique look. Her hair was pure brunette, while her skin was a light tan. She had brown eyes and a somewhat big nose to go with a chiseled face. Her most outstanding feature was her fit and toned body, which almost had shredded abs and perfectly natural breasts that were perky in appearance.

"Whew," said Emma, stretching as she got ready to take a shower. After setting down her things, she tried to turn the lights on, but they did not work.

"What?" said Emma, in a frustrating tone.

She played with the lights and found that almost none of the ones in her room worked. The only lights that worked were the ones in the bathroom. Frustrated at what happened, Emma went downstairs to make a complaint. A Black woman in glasses was at the reception desk.

"My lights do not work," said Emma.

"Oh, I am sorry, like the whole room?" asked the woman.

"No, just the living room," said Emma.

"Okay, so I have no more rooms to shift you to, but I can send someone up in twenty minutes. Do you need to do anything before then?" asked the woman. Emma thought about showering, but it would be awkward to mention it.

"No, just send them up to fix it," said Emma, frustrated.

"I will, Mam," said the woman,

Emma went back up to her room and had a dilemma on her hands. She wanted to shower, but it usually took too long. She was the kind of woman who wanted to relax in the shower and take a nice warm one after a long trip. With a twenty-minute wait time, it would get awkward with her and whoever came into the room.

On the other hand, Emma was exhausted and could use a nap. To complicate matters, Emma preferred to nap in either her underwear or completely nude. Having someone walk in on that would be frustrating. The brunette waited and lay in bed for a good twenty minutes, reflecting.

She was thirty and recently got into a relationship with a former coworker she was driving to see. Emma preferred a road trip unless it was really long. Not seeing her boyfriend for over a week led to her also being horny as she lay in bed. The fatigue from the road trip only added to it. Frustrated, she called the desk instead.

"Fuck, no one picks up, fuck this!" said Emma, in her angry Italian accent.

Emma took off her shirt and shorts to strip down into her black bra and panties. The color went well with her slightly tanned complexion. Stretching, she walked into the bathroom and looked in the mirror for a minute. Her reflection made her proud, being thirty and still having such a great body.

The brunette closed the door and prepared for a shower. Just as she was about to get in, she heard a knock on her hotel door. At first, it was a bit tough to hear due to the bathroom door being closed. She heard the knock again, and anxiety overcame her. It would be so embarrassing to walk out in what she had on.

"Fuck, they come now?" said Emma, rolling her eyes in anger.

Finally, the door opened and closed. Emma was left with a choice of what to do. She could just stay in the bathroom, and maybe they would take the hint. However, what if they came into the bathroom?

"Is anyone there?" asked a deep voice in a southern accent.

"Yes, I am in here, about to take a shower," shouted Emma.

"Huh? I cannot hear you," replied the voice.

"I am about to take a shower!" shouted Emma.

"I cannot properly hear you," said the voice. A furious Emma opened the door and was ready to shout.

"I said I am...." said Emma, before looking at who was inside her room.

A man who was somewhat tall and had a bulk appearance came inside Emma's room. The man had blond hair, skin that was pink from being outside too long, blue eyes, and blond hair on his arms. His hands and arms were massive, and he had a blond beard and mustache to go with his hair. Emma was a few inches shorter than the man and gulped before speaking.

The way he looked was arousing to Emma, even though he was not classically handsome. Emma noticed the callouses on his hands. He wore blue jeans and a flannel shirt while and held a toolbox in his hand. A brief pause of a few seconds ensued before the man spoke.

"So I was fixing this problem for another hotel room, and it was tricky, but we were able to fix it," said the man in a deep country accent.

"Okay," replied Emma, staring into his blue eyes.

Arousing goosebumps overcame Emma as her heart raced. This man was her opposite based on his appearance. She was a classy woman from Milan who mainly dated feminine men. The man was quite macho in his appearance and came off as rugged.

"Oh, how rude of me. Bryan; nice to meet you," said the man, extending his muscular arm out as Emma stood in the bathroom doorway. She froze as her heart raced.

"And you are?" replied Bryan.

"Oh, Emma!" replied Emma, smiling.

"Nice to meet you," said Bryan, attempting to extend his arm out some more as Emma stepped forward to shake it.

She was out of the bathroom hallway and into the living room of the hotel. The first touch of the man's hand made the hair on her body stand up. Arousal shot throughout her body as she shook his hand. Emma was almost dumbfounded at how little the man cared about her being nude.

"So it seems like this switch here was messed up by the previous guest," said Bryan as Emma stood and nodded.

"Oh, that explains the problem, it was so annoying," said Emma, stuttering a bit.

"Yeah, and we fix this and...." said Bryan as the lights in the hotel came on.

"Wow," said Emma, clapping as she approached Bryan.

"Yes, we did it, teamwork," said Bryan, hugging Emma.

"Oh my," said Emma, moaning as her legs shook.

His calloused hands grabbed her soft body as she took a deep breath. Unable to control her urges, she moaned. The road trip had her horny, and she hadn't played with herself for a week. Her musky scent of not having yet showered aroused him and made his cock as hard as a rock.

"Oh," said Emma, peeking down to see the hard erection that touched her.

"Where are you from, Emma?" asked Bryan in a slow sexual tone.

"Italy," replied Emma, looking into his blue eyes.

Their faces were closely together as he went for the kiss. Her body was still shaking from the arousal, so he kissed her cheek instead of her lips. His mouth kept kissing her cheeks, loving the stench that was coming from her sweaty body. Just his touch and kiss made her moan as her body shook.

Finally, he grabbed her body enough to control her, and the two locked lips. She was so horny and aroused that from her almost nude body grinding against his fully clothed one. She started to rub her legs and panties against the hard erection inside of her pants. Everything about him felt so dirty and rugged compared to the cleaner and prettier men she was used to.

"Oh my, you have such a nice body," he said, kissing her shoulders and neck.

Her skin was so soft to kiss, and the touch of his calloused hands aroused her to the point she was moaning. From the start, he had her on her back feet. She was almost completely nude while his clothes were still on. The way he grabbed and kissed her made her body vibrate with arousal at every second.

His calloused hands squeezed her soft-skinned buttocks as she moaned. Her head flew back as he kissed her neck. His tongue licked her shaved armpits. Moments later, he kissed her beautiful abs.

"I wish I had these," said Bryan, softly biting her abs and squeezing her buttocks as she let out a loud moan.

"Fuck," she said as her body shook.

Just like that, she had an orgasm. She was not even fully nude, but the way he worked her body and his rugged aura was enough to make her cum. It was already visible, with her panties getting wet. He looked up at her and smirked.

"You're an excited one," he said, taking off his shirt and his pants.

His sheer appearance aroused her because of how different it was. He was pale in the parts of his body normally covered by clothes, and his cock hung out of his underwear. It was thick, hard, and went halfway to his knees. His appearance was a contrast to her exotic skin, which was almost a light olive in its color.

"Oh, baby!" she said, taking a deep breath as her heart raced.

"Get over here, you pretty thing," he said, hugging her and effortlessly picking her up.

She tried to wrap her head around how this man, who had a decent amount of fat on him, could lift up her almost athletic body with ease. Despite the ease with which he picked her up, he gently put her down on the bed. Her body was still shaking in arousal from hugging his contrasting pale skin.

He continued to kiss her slim waist and then pulled down her wet black panties. For a moment, they were stuck to her sweaty skin, but he had them off in seconds. He put his mouth against her pussy and started eating her out. His mustache even tickled her a bit, but the arousal was stronger than the ticklish feeling.

"Oh fuck yeah, baby," she said in her Italian accent.

Her heart continued to race as he put his rough hands on her lower back and massaged it. She knew he had been with a few women because of how he worked his hands when eating her out. Her heart raced as she opened her opened her mouth. Moments later, her body shook again, and she had another orgasm.

She caught her breath as her body felt hot to the touch. Moments later, he grabbed her and started to penetrate. At this point, her body was so spent that she could barely keep up. She had no energy to ride him, so he fucked her missionary.

Just like her, he was aroused the whole way. He was trying to hold it in, but after a couple of minutes of fucking her raw, he ended up cumming inside of her. The pair took a long breath and, moments later, lay on the bed next to each other. He kept kissing her face as she moaned.

"So, what has you traveling?" he asked.

"Well, I was going to see my boyfriend," she replied.

"Oh well, don't tell him," he said.

"I won't," she replied as the pair made out.

She went to sleep later on and he got up to put his clothes on. Moments later, he was fully dressed. He went downstairs and looked around. Finally, the receptionist greeted him.

"Well, that was a good one, Chantele," said Bryan.

"You look like you had a lot of fun," replied Chantele, the black woman from earlier.

"She was a squirter," he said.

"Yeah, I could tell by how furious she was," she replied.

"As soon as you put in that call," he said.

"You were there," replied Chantele, as the pair laughed.

"You are the best kind of friend," he said.