Jules sat there frustrated another night alone while her boyfriend left for another night out with his friends.  At this point, she did not even care if he was out with another woman or at the football game with his friends, but she was tired of being alone.  She posted a selfie of herself and some comments about being left behind for the night and one of the guys she had talked to occasionally, commented how she should hang out with him.  She responded, reminding him he was usually in Florida or DC and she was in Ohio.  When he said he was going on a business trip that would put him close to her she let her loneliness get the best of her, saying she was down to hang out when he was free.

The traveler touched down in Ohio after flying in from the DC area, exhaustion tugging at his limbs yet unable to quash the spark of excitement thrumming through him. The flight had been long, the day filled with meetings and endless polite conversations, but something about this trip felt different.  This time, he knew Jules would be nearby.  She was attractive, always complimented him on his pics, and they had weeks of short conversations that meandered from their lives into late-night confessions and playful banter.  After checking in his downtown hotel, he texted her: I’m here. Meet you at the bar downstairs?

She was only a 15-minute drive away and glided into the lounge with a confident stride and a mischievous smile that hinted at secrets he was dying to learn. He stood to greet her, feeling her soft hand in his as they exchanged a warm, lingering introduction.

They claimed two seats at the bar, the chatter of nearby patrons and the light clink of glassware setting an intimate mood. Hours seemed to slip away as they talked about everything. The chemistry was electric, a low hum that seemed to grow each time their eyes met. Even the bartender’s subtle hints—wiping down the counter with a polite but firm vigor—couldn’t draw them away.

Eventually, they realized it was near closing time, but neither wanted to leave. The soft overhead lights cast a warm glow around them, and Jules shuffled a little closer on her stool. She crossed her legs, letting her knee brush his. He placed a hand on that knee. A simple, gentle touch, but it sent a jolt of anticipation through both of them.

He left his hand there as they continued talking, occasionally letting his fingers drift along her thigh. With each slight movement, Jules’s breath grew shallower. She tried to stay composed, sipping her drink and nodding at his words, but the way his hand wandered higher told her he was as hungry for contact as she was.

When his palm slipped beneath the hem of her skirt, a quiver ran through her. She shot him a playful, warning look, but the heat in her eyes betrayed her. Her leg parted almost imperceptibly, an invitation he didn’t ignore. His fingers grazed over the thin fabric covering her wet spot, and he sensed her involuntary gasp.

Any doubt or restraint melted under the growing tension. His thumb pressed gently against her, feeling a subtle dampness that made his heart hammer. Jules’s cheeks flushed, and she bit her lip, eyes fluttering shut for a moment as she savored the warmth pooling between her thighs, her boyfriend almost a distant memory at this point.

He leaned in, voice low and confident. “You need help getting that frustration out?” She laughed softly—an unsteady sound. “Can’t happen soon enough.”

His grin turned wicked as he slid his hand away, leaving her throbbing with desire. “Then let’s get out of here and fix this problem. Those soaked panties won’t take care of themselves.”

He signaled for the check, threw down a tip, and whisked her off the barstool. Hand in hand, they made their way toward the elevator in a flurry of laughter and hurried footsteps. The short ride up to his floor felt longer than any flight he had taken that day; every second was an eternity of pent-up longing.

They barely made it through the door of his suite before he pressed her against the wall, capturing her mouth in a kiss that began slow and curious but escalated quickly into something fierce. His fingertips threaded into her hair, and she responded by wrapping her arms around his neck, pulling him close.

They stumbled further into the room, still locked in an urgent embrace. Shoes were kicked off in a frenzy, jackets and shirts tossed aside without care. Jules tugged at the belt around his waist, her grin turning sultry as she worked it loose. Every brush of their bodies fueled the fire, the tension that had been building for weeks threatening to consume them both.

He peeled her skirt down her hips, letting it pool at her feet. She stood before him, breathing unevenly, her eyes never leaving his. When he saw the heat in her gaze, he groaned, knowing nothing else mattered at that moment—no meeting, no flight, no schedule.

Their clothes continued to come off in a disordered dance of hands and whispered words, the quiet hum of the city far below them a distant backdrop. By the time they reached the bed, both were breathless. He pressed her down onto the cool sheets, their tongues colliding once more, exploring new terrain as they moaned softly against each other’s lips.

He pushed her on the bed and licked her close to an orgasm, multiple times.  When he added a finger while his tongue flickered over her clit, she closed her legs tight, let out a moan, then shook intensely while his aggressive tongue slowed down enough for her to relax. He got off the bed, turned her around, and bent her over on the edge of the bed to expose herself to him.  He was hard, the tip of his cock slick with precome, ready to enter.  She relished every inch of him till he was firmly planted in her.  

He was slow at first, letting her adjust to his size and shape inside her.  She was so wet, he was easily gliding in and out of her.  An orgasm caught her by surprise as she made sounds she had not made in a while.  This only made him start pounding her harder as she was splashing around the base of his unrelenting cock.  He grabbed both shoulders and pulled her in as hard as he could as she almost saw stars while coming again.  He finally let up but stayed inside her as he got on the bed and rubbed her back while she was in a euphoric state. Though moving slower, he was deeper and she was tightening up enough to make him unload a large load of his cum deep in her pussy.  

Feeling his large body on top of her while he let out a deep moan near her ear almost sent her over the edge again. Almost whispering to him while he shook, "Good, give it all to me, I want every drop."  He was still hard but pulled out slow as they curled up side to side and kissed passionately. 

Her hands went to his balls and massaged them as if to tell him she wanted more soon. After close to thirty minutes of quietly conversing while their hands played with each other, she put on a hair band and started kissing down his body till her mouth was on his throbbing cock.

"You may have little more frustration in here I should get out, and I want to know what you taste like."  She licked and kissed his tip, enjoying how it twitched and shook in reaction to her touch. She was going slow and methodical the way he liked it, occasionally taking his cock deep enough to hit her throat.  

She liked he was big enough to reach that part of her but not so big it was impossible to take most of it in her mouth. When she found a rhythm and motion that seemed to make his toes curls and body shake, she kept that pattern, curious and anxious to taste, feel, and watch him cum for her.  

Before he came, he let out a deep moan and pushed her head up to get his tip closer to her throat. His cock convulsed, shooting out a warm and thick load in her mouth that was a little smaller than the one that coated the inside of her pussy. She immediately swallowed some and kept the rest in her mouth, tasting him for what must have been mild hints of cinnamon and citrus. She moved up slowly kissing his balls, then cock, before the kisses continued up his chest till she was back in his arms.  A certain satisfaction came over her now having his essence in 2 parts as his fingers soothingly traced along her back.

They dozed off for a few blissful hours, her body eventually stirring with a lingering ache and a warm, tingling sensation between her thighs. Part of it came from the soft soreness of their earlier passion, and part of it was the subtle reminder of his seed still in her. Either way, the sensation wouldn’t let her sleep. It awakened a craving for more.

Curled up beside him, she couldn’t help letting her hand wander, exploring his package again. She massaged and squeezed it carefully at first, uncertain whether he would stir, but within minutes she felt him harden beneath her touch, growing thick and ready for her all over again.

He shifted, sliding in close to her side. His body was warm against hers, and when he entered her from that angle—on their sides, pressed together—her breath caught. The position felt deliciously intimate, one she could savor for a long time, but he remembered her request from before. Slipping a pillow under her hips after putting her on her back, he thrust into her again, driving himself deep in a slow, indulgent grind that made her toes curl. She clung to him, kissing him hungrily as waves of pleasure built.

The sensitivity from their earlier lovemaking sparked through her nerves, and it didn’t take long before her climax rolled over her. She clung to his firm ass, feeling it flex and pump as he kept rocking into her. Still trembling with aftershocks, she nearly came again when he gently laid her on her stomach and entered her from behind. The shift in angle and the delicious friction had her mind spinning. Each thrust was relentless yet measured, a steady rhythm she felt all the way to her core.

Soon, she sensed his movements grow urgent, his cock seizing as the first spasms of release threatened to overwhelm him. Desperate to bury himself deeper at the last moment, he slipped free from her slick warmth. In his rush to find his way back in, the head of his cock pressed against her tight ass. Before he could correct himself, he was already releasing his warm creamy essence into her ass.

A surge of raw need washed through both of them. They moaned, both wanting more than just the tip as he eased himself deeper, groaning in pleasure engulfed them both. It was different for her, a sharp rush of new sensation, but she relished the idea of having his cum in every part of her now.

Feeling him shake, she murmured, “Stay in as long as you need,” her voice filled with satisfaction.

He lingered there, the tightness holding him prisoner in a haze of bliss. After a few languid, exquisite moments, he slowly withdrew and collapsed onto the bed beside her, chest heaving with exhaustion. The two lay entwined, catching their breath, a satisfied heat still pulsing between them.  They both went back to sleep peacefully till the morning came.

A ray of light peaked through the blinds enough to catch his attention.  His hand went from her thighs to between her legs and he gently rubbed her clit.  She thought it was a nice way to wake up, even if she was a little sensitive.  Subtle and consistent movement at just the right pace made her body go into a warm and pleasant state long enough she eventually had to hold onto some part of him while she came.  

"Is there anything I can do for you," she said with her eyes still closed when she collected herself.  He admitted there was but said she wouldn't have to move.  

She grew a little excited when he began straddling her face knowing he already craved her yet again.  He slowly guided his cock into her mouth which happily accepted his entry.  His hand gently moved the back of her head while his cock probed her mouth slowly. Her eager tongue and perfect suction made it too easy for him to start coming.  A sharp moan came out as his hand moved her head up a little higher before releasing another load in her mouth that was much smaller than the first she coaxed out of him.  Both hands held onto the headboard as a flood of sensations made it challenging for him to hold on.  

He slowly pulled his cock out, pressed it to the side of her face for his own memory, and slid down low to be inside her warm pussy to have some part of her wrapped around him till he regained his composure. They would soon head off together for a nice shower with a lot of touching and kissing even though they both needed a break from the constant sex.  Before work began, they went to the lobby to grab breakfast.  She couldn't help smiling with a sense of satisfaction as she took a bite of her bagel.  Even though people were not close by he was still surprised she openly said she liked how he made her feel and she liked having so much of his come in every part of her as it made her feel sexy and sexually charged.  

"Well, maybe tonight I can reload enough to reenact some of last night but not guarantee we can do all of it." She playfully licked her cream cheese while looking at him. "I think we should at least try."  

She finally got a text from her boyfriend saying he missed her and wanted to see her. It felt good to tell him she was the one that was going to be busy this time but that she would be able to see him in a few days.

"Well, at least I will have a recovery day just in case."