“Bet ol’ Dan would love that,” Tim muttered as he kissed her neck, his roaming fingers reaching around to brush along the wet folds of her naked pussy.
Jenn groaned in response, forcing the keycard into the door and practically running inside as it finally opened.
“Oh my god. This is so crazy,” Jenn laughed as she heard the door swing close behind her. Unconsciously, her hands slid up her sides, moving to smooth her shirt.
“Don’t you dare,” Tim chuckled.
“What?” Jenn glanced over her shoulder at him, feeling a nervous flutter as she realized she was alone, in her hotel room, with him.
“Don’t fix your dress,” Tim said. “Looks good just the way it is.”
“With my ass hanging out, you mean,” Jenn smiled, her hands sliding down to cup her butt.
“Exactly,” Tim grinned. “You have a very nice ass.”
“You like it?” Jenn asked teasingly. “It’s not too big?”
“Your ass is firm and round. You have a beautiful ass,” Tim replied. “Give me your phone.”
“My phone?” Jenn puzzled at the non-sequitur.
“Well, I could take a picture with mine…” Tim said, reaching into his pocket.
“Oh, no,” Jenn replied, digging into her purse and tossing her phone to him. “That’s how embarrassing pictures end up on the internet.”
“Precisely,” Tim said, snapping a quick pic. “I mean, you wouldn’t want to do anything crazy.”
“Absolutely not,” Jenn laughed, cupping her ass and bending over slightly. “I am a very respectable woman, after all. I would never do anything wild or out of control. You know that, right?” She grinned as she looked back him, spreading her legs a little more.
“Of course not,” Tim nodded seriously. “And, after all, you’re in a committed relationship so clearly you wouldn’t want anyone to think you did anything inappropriate. Now turn around, so I can see your tits.”
Still laughing, Jenn turned, arching her back to show off her breasts. She couldn’t believe she was doing this, standing in her hotel room, her slinky dress bunched up around her waist, letting a strange man snap pictures of her bare ass and tits… and pussy, she realized. Her smile faded as her breath quickened. Her eyes met Tim’s and she saw, behind his joking and grins, a desire that reflected her own.
For a long moment, they just stood there, facing each other across the room. Slowly, her eyes fixed on Tim’s, Jenn slid the slinky dress’s tiny spaghetti straps from her shoulders. She pushed the bunched fabric of the dress down past her hips, letting it slip down her legs to pool around her feet. Finally, she stepped out of her heels and took a step toward him.
“You’re gorgeous,” Tim said huskily, then his teasing grin appeared again as he snapped another pic.
“More pictures?” Jenn shook her head.
“Well, I bet ol’ Dan will get a thrill out of them,” Tim replied lightly.
“All right,” Jenn said, stepping closer, moving quickly to hide her nervousness. “Let’s take some pictures that will give him a real thrill.”
With firm deliberation, before she could chicken out, Jenn grabbed hold of Tim’s slacks, undid the button and dropped to her knees in front of him.