

The pleasure in the hotel room
by @Xavier
The pleasure in the hotel room

I ring the doorbell with food in my hand. I've heard stories of Riko. About her seductive beauty, her sensual speech. I've even watched her movies. I try to stop thinking about her hottest scene.
The scene flashes in my mind. Riko is in bed, sitting on top of an older man. The camera is focused on her upper muscular back. The swell of her ginormous breasts can be seen from the sides. She is riding the man and thrusting. Her body moves in a rhythmic motion as she grunts. The man grunts as well. She then lies on her back, spreads her leg into a v shape, lifting them up and beckons to the man. He stands up and while looking into her face, shoved his dick into her vagina and thrusts. As he thrusts she turns her head towards the camera, moaning and smiling
I can't think of that. I need to control myself
The door clicks and opens. There stands riko, in a pink bra and jean shorts leaning against the door frame. Her cleavage was huge. Her bra barely covered her areolas.
She looked seductively at me. Hello, she said. Here for food right? You look handsome. Too handsome to be working for the Marriott. Are you sure you don't want to come inside? I'm sure you have seen my movie -positions. We could. Rehearse some of the scenes.
I need to think about the risks of losing my job to stop myself from shoving her inside the room and fucking her brains out...
Ma'am I'm sorry. You're. Voluptuous. To say the least. But my job will be at risk. I'm not allowed to have personaly relationships with guests. Here is your food.
I handed out her plate to her. She stared at me. No one. I repeat not one person. Has ever declined me. Not that I ever really offer myself up to people. Ur boldness. It turns me on. how about. I'll have a talk with the manager. Get him to make an exception. You don't need to worry about anything, she said.
I hesitated. But then Riko touched her bra strap and let it down her shoulder. I could see the swell of her boobs getting bigger. I nodded, unable to speak, my legs weak. She pulled in my food cart. And then, she grabbed me by the collar and pulled me into her hotel room, slamming me against the wall, shutting the door, and kissing me passionately.
The pleasure in the hotel room