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.
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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