I’m awoken by the sun peeking over the Skawangunk Mountains.  My head is resting on Tony’s chest, my legs intertwined with his as we lay side-by-side on the bed.  I manage to rub the sleep from my eyes – the bedside clock reads 5:40.  Laying my head back down on Tony’s chest, I close my eyes again and listen to the melodic beating of his heart, to the sound of his breathing. 

A sigh of contentment escapes my lips.

My mind starts to wander and think.  Pondering the past and thinking about the future.

 What I have done?  This isn’t what I planned.

 Planning – the best way to a successful and stress-free life my father taught me.  I always took my father’s sage advice to heart and was always planning, calculating on the best way to prepare for an unknown future. 

“The seven P’s to success,” he was always reminding his children, “are Proper Prior Planning Prevents Piss-Poor Performance.”

Sleeping with Tony on the first night of my vacation definitely had not been planned.  I wasn’t complaining, but the spontaneity of it bothered me.  It wasn’t planned and that began to eat at me.

*****

Tony stirs and his hands trace their way through my hair. 

“Good morning sunshine.”

I move my head so that I can look into his eyes – the gateway to the soul they say.

He greets me with a tender kiss.

“Good morning to YOU” I reply, as I move my lips to his and give him a deep passionate kiss.  

Needless to say, the passion of the night before was resurfacing and I feel his cock stirring in response against my leg.  Our kisses quickly become even more passionate – our tongues swirling in each other’s mouths.   I move my leg up and down against his, making sure it rubs against the growing cock that I can feel quickly coming to life.

“You’re such a Vixen Meg!  Are you always this Frisky when you wake up in morning?” Tony asks before flipping me over on my back and intensifying our kissing.  The kissing quickly moves to my ears, my neck.

He whispers in my ear, “If you’re not careful…,” before sliding his hand down between my thighs.

“Ooohhh” I squeal as he caresses my swelling vulva, eliciting my juices which begin to seep freely.  I jump as his slides a finger into me.  Soon a second finger joins the first and he begins to slowly finger-fuck my wet pussy.

“You’re so wet my little fox.”

I giggle.  “Who do you think is making me that way?”

The prelude continues as the sexual tensions begin to build.  For the next 30 minutes, Tony and I are pawing each other and stoking the fires of passion.

With the fingers of one hand slipping in-and-out of my pussy, he slides his head down from my neck and begins to twirl his tongue around one of my erect nipples.  Gently suckling on it, I begin to whimper soft moans of approval.  Tony’s other hand now begins kneading the opposite nipple – teasing it. 

I’m breathing faster and deeper as his attention reignites the embers of passion and desire that are still warm from the night before.

While Tony ravages my tits, I slide my hand down to his stiff cock and begin stroking it between my dainty fingers. 

His moans quickly build and join my own in piercing the quietness of the room.

I return the favor and flip Tony onto his back. 

Pulling the sheet and cover down to reveal his erection, I get on my knees and straddle him before slowly lowering my pussy to his waiting mouth.  I don’t have long to wait before I feel his tongue slip between my silky folds.  At the same time, I lower my head to his waiting cock. 

Tony jumps as I flick my tongue against his glans and begin to twirl my tongue around it, occasionally darting it against his Urethra opening.  Tony bucks as the sensations he is feeling begin to free him from any self-control. 

Both of us are quickly in ecstasy, our sexual desires approaching the yellow line and, soon afterwards, the red line.  It is inevitable to where this is heading. 

Time becomes meaningless in the throes of passion – slipping-by unnoticed – but finally I manage to glimpse at the clock – 7:15.

*****

Pushing Tony away, I sit up.

 “All right you, that’s enough!  I’m hungry and want to eat breakfast.  The dining room opens at 7:30 and we both need to shower.”

Tony looks at me with obvious disappointment.  Kind of like that “how could you go from six-speed overdrive to full reverse right now?” kind of look.

“You go ahead.  I have a few things to do.” 

Tony gets up and slips on a complementary bath robe.  Grabbing his cell phone, he moves outside on the balcony, closing the glass doors behind him.

I get up from the bed and reach down to pick up my clothes which remain strewed on the floor from last night.  After hanging up the dress and smoothing it out, I put my lingerie – bra, panties and nylons – in the plastic laundry bag provided.  Opening a dresser drawer, I pull-out a clean pair of panties and another bra and proceed to the bathroom.

Opening the glass door of the shower, I turn the water on to “Hot.”  It takes a few minutes, but soon the room is foggy with steam. 

The warmth feels good.  It is cold outside and I easily felt the chill in the air in the room when I first got up.

 Reaching into the shower, I adjust the temperature, before sliding into the stream of water cascading down.  I take a deep breath and sigh, lolling against the wall for a few seconds before beginning to soap myself up.

I’m totally relaxed.  As I begin soaping-up my breasts, I caress them gently, pulling at the nipples; continuing from where Tony had started only minutes earlier. 

Soft moans fill the shower stall. 

My fingers continue to roam, to soaping-up my pussy, my ass, my legs. 

It feels so good and my moans and purrs only increase in intensity as my shower begins to become a form of masturbation.

Closing my eyes, I let myself go…

I’m startled as the bathroom door opens and quickly awakened from the stupor I had been falling into.

“May I join you?” Tony asks, as he opens the glass door and joins me in the shower.  “Let me soap you up Meg.”

“You’re too late.”

That doesn’t stop Tony.

His mouth is nuzzling my neck again as his hands cup my breasts as while he pulls me tightly into him.  A hard cock makes its presence felt as it presses against my ass.  The warmth of his body joins the warmth of the water, now flowing down over both of us. 

I feel myself losing all control again.  Any concerns I had earlier this morning about spontaneity are long since been forgotten.

Reaching back, I begin stroking Tony’s cock while he continues to nuzzle and kiss my neck. 

Totally relaxed, I’m letting myself go in the moment. 

Suddenly, he begins sucking, attacking and biting my neck.

 “STOP THAT!” I yell out.  “NO HICKEY’S!  We’re not high school kids anymore.  Behave yourself!”

“I’m sorry.  I got carried away.”

“Apology accepted.  Just remember, you’re not a fucking vampire – at least not with me!”

“Now what are we going to about this?” I ask as I squeeze his cock between my fingers.  “It seems to be craving attention again!” 

Sliding down to my knees, I suck his cock into my mouth and begin eagerly sucking him while squeezing his balls and raking his scrotum. 

Tony’s moans and sighs fill the steamy enclosure.  He shrieks in pleasure as my tongue twirls around his bulbous head while I continue giving him a blow-job.

“That feels so good Meg.”

I alternate between squeezing his testicles and raking them with my fingers as Tony guides my head back-and-forth along the length of his hard cock. 

The first droplets of precum seep into my mouth.  I eagerly swallow them, murmuring “ymmm.”  Increasing my suction, I hope to taste the results of my blow job.  I love the taste of cum and counting-on Tony would to sate my need.  I had to wait, however.  Tony had other ideas.

“Stand up Meg” Tony asks.  “Stand up and lean against the wall.” 

I do as I’m asked, knowing what he intends.

 His palm slips down and rubs against the puffy lips of my labia. 

I moan and purr like a cat who is peacefully content and being stroked by his owner. 

A soapy finger slides into my pussy.  Then a second. 

Tony is throwing fuel on the fire of passion that is being started.

Moment later I feel it.  His cock.  He presses the head against my vaginal opening, waiting just a moment before slips his head pass the silky folds. 

I tense as he opens up my pussy, letting out a loud squeal of pleasure as he slides the entire length into me, stretching me, filling me. 

Pushing back against Tony, I savor every inch of the instrument of pleasure that is penetrating me.

Tony grabs my hips and holds me tight against him. 

“Do you like that Meg?  Do you want more?”

“Yes!” “Yes!”

“Beg for it Meagan.  Tell me what you want.”

“Fuck me.  Fuck me now.  I need it.  JUST FUCK ME!”

My gasp fills the shower-stall as he pulls his cock back, leaving just the head inside of me.

He grunts when, with a powerful forward thrust, he rams his cock deep into me.

“Aaarrrggghhh” I scream-out as he refills my pussy, aching to be fucked and fucked hard.

“Yes, fuck me!  Fuck me hard!”

“Yes ma’am!”

Tony pulls his cock back again and forces it hard back into me. 

My body reverberates from the impact. 

Faster and faster, harder and harder he plunges his cock into me.

My body is shuddering.  I’m scratching the tile of the shower enclosure with my fingernails as he fucks me, impaling me on his length of his meat.

My tensions quickly build.  Desperately, I try to contain myself, to delay the inevitable result that is sure to come.

I move my hips, pushing-back to meet his thrusts.  My libido is in overdrive. 

Both of us are driving the other person higher and higher, increasing the tensions past the red zone.

“I’m cumming” Tony screams as he rams his cock deep, his fingernails sinking into my hips and pulling me towards him. 

I feel the convulsions of his cock as it shoots its load of hot cum into my womb.  One, two, three now four convulsions until, finally, a final gasp of air escapes Tony’s lips and he releases his grip.  Tony’s explosion is all I need to break the needle.

 “OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD, YES! YES! YES!” I scream as waves of ecstasy are released, my own orgasm overtaking me. 

Juices seep out me as his cock shrivels, running down my legs as the water from the shower head washes them down the drain.

Both of us are still for just a moment; the only sounds being our labored breathing and water cascading down over our spent bodies.

As our breathing and heartrates return to normal, Tony and I turn to each and give each a deep, passionate celebratory kiss.

“You were so wonderful Meg.  That felt so good.” 

Another deep kiss follows.

I grab his now shrunken manhood and squeeze it.

“You weren’t bad yourself.  I thought I came here for a vacation.  I think a few more times like this I’ll be leaving here still needing a vacation!”

Tony laughs.

We step out of the stall and I begin toweling Tony down.

Grabbing another terrycloth towel, Tony begins drying me off, starting with my wet hair before moving  down to  my face, breasts, back and stomach, then on to my hips, ass and legs, finally ending with my feet. 

His gentle dabs and caresses felt so good. 

*****

As Tony starts dressing, he watches me intently as I also began to dress.

“A penny for your thoughts.”

“I just can’t get over just how fucking amazing you are Meagan.  I mean you’re smart and beautiful as well as immensely talented sexually.  Those traits aren’t found in too many women and to be honest, you’re way out of my league!”

“Well you’re pretty fucking amazing yourself Tony.  And I don’t know why you would say I’m out of your league.  It seems to me that no one forced either of us into this.  At least no one I can remember.  Seems to me this has been a joint decision from the very beginning!  Now let’s go eat.  I’m famished!”

“I do have one question though.”

“What’s that?”

“I thought you told me that the resort has policies prohibiting interactions with guests by employees outside of business.”

“It does.”

“So how are you going to explain me?  Because I have absolutely no intention of leaving you alone while I’m here!” 

Taking his hand, I squeeze and gave him a quick kiss.

“Let’s say as Assistant Manager, I have some discretion as far as policies.  In this instance I’m looking at that policy as a suggestion rather than an absolute prohibition. Besides, policy also dictates that the one of the primary tasks of every employee of Mohonk Mountain Home Resort is keep the guests of the resort happy and satisfied and to meet their every need to the utmost of their ability if requested.  Seems you had a need which I have been more than happy to meet.”

“Had a need?” I ask inquisitively.  “How about has a need?”

Taking Tony by the hand, we walk out of the suite and close the door before walking down the hallway hand-in-hand to the elevators.