(Part 01)
Derrick Budd and Sarah Helms had to spend the night at the Clayton Manor Hotel after being caught in a snow storm and had a bonus night of unbridled passion.
Which is not uncommon for couples or married people, however Derek and Sarah were not a couple, though they were married just not to each other.
In fact until the previous evening they hadn’t even met.
They both spent the day attending a health and safety seminar and both independently decided to take advantage of their expense accounts and dine at the Hotel and then when it came time to leave they found the weather had closed in.
So they both booked a room and spend the rest of the evening in the bar which was when they met and ended up using just one room and stayed for two nights.
By Sunday morning the thaw had set in which meant they would be leaving after breakfast.
Derek was up early and showered first leaving Sarah sleeping and reflected, as he showered, on the delightful events of the night before and was thinking about how he would like to go and wake Sarah up with the erection he was sporting.
He thought how he could gently fuck her awake and when she was wide awake and feeling the benefit of his early riser he would fuck her to a conclusion as a lusty appetizer before breakfast.
So he got out of the shower and hastily dried himself and was just about to open the bathroom door and put his plan into action when the door burst open and Sarah rushed in
“Morning” she said and kissed him
“Hi Babe” he replied and she bustled him out of the door and closed it.
Derek heard the toilet seat go down with a bang and then the sharp release of some early morning wind.
So he shuffled away disappointed at not being able to put his plan into action, as the sound of a peeing horse came through the door and broke the silence which did nothing to diminish the size of his hard on.
He dried his long lean body off and with the towel wrapped around his waist he sat on the bed with his cock uncomfortably bulging from his lap.
His discomfort had abated slightly and the mound diminished somewhat as he waited for the object of his lust to emerge clean and fresh from the bathroom.
When Sarah finally appeared pink and pristine from the bathroom wrapped in towels she said
“Are you not getting dressed?”
“In a minute, I’m just watching the news” he lied as his eyes surveyed her every curve beneath her toweling sarong.
(Part 02)
Her firm round breasts hung invitingly as she stooped over her bag and fished out a pink bra and matching knickers and Derek’s bulge returned with a vengeance.
He walked up behind her and as she stood up she gasped and leant back in his arms, her short blonde hair, still wet against his skin
“You made me jump” she gasped
“I thought you might want some help” he lied
“Help with what?” she asked suspiciously
“To get you dry of course” Derek said innocently
“You don’t want to get me dry” she retorted
“You just want to get me wetter”
“You are such a cynic,” he said as he massaged her breasts through the damn towel.
“I know it’s a character flaw” she said as he teased her nipples until they protruded like pencil rubbers through the damp toweling,
Sarah breathed sharply in and out through her nose as he un-tucked the sarong and it fell open to expose her plump beauties with their darkly aroused nipples standing pink and proud.
He kissed her neck as he took her beautiful globes in his hands and squeezed them like ripe fruits and she murmured in response to his touch.
Still caressing her breasts he turned her towards the bed and she eagerly crawled onto it on all fours, the towel draped loosely over her flanks like a horse blanket over a skittish filly.
So he pulled it quickly off her like a magician doing the table cloth trick exposing her round pink buttocks and her bejeweled pink labia.
He knelt on the floor behind her and could see between her thighs as she fondled her great globes hanging from her and beyond her groping hands her face was buried in the duvet.
Derek then returned his attention to her moist lips, opening her with his thumbs to reveal their succulence before imbibing her juice.
Sarah’s hands had abandoned her breasts and grabbed handfuls of duvet in their stead as he flicked his tongue along her petals and she bit down on the bed cover as he enjoyed her freshly laundered flesh.
But he was aching for her, so he quickly joined her on the bed and grasping her robust hips and crossed the threshold towards ecstasy.
They collapsed breathless on the bed and just lay there, spent and panting.
“Can I have breakfast now?” Sarah panted
“You have a one track mind” he replied and then he suddenly realized the time so they had to jump in the shower together to wash away their lust so they could make breakfast in time.
They made it by the skin of their teeth to satisfy a different kind of appetite.
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