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As she walked through the lobby of the hotel and noticed many professionals checking in for conferences and meetings, she wondered if she was the only one there just for pleasure. Cell phones were ringing, laptops were being lugged along with suitcases and she felt strangely obvious with just her purse and a small white shopping bag that held nothing business-like at all. As she approached the mahogany registration desk, she quietly stated her name and told the hotel employee that she was not there to check in. Instead, she was there to pick up an envelope left for her by a guest. Her heart raced as the woman behind the desk searched for a small envelope with her name on it. After what seemed like an hour, she was handed the small envelope that had her name scribbled across the front in red ink. She was amused at the thought of someone asking her what was in the envelope … or in her bag.

As she stepped away from the desk, she quickly began to rip open the envelope. She sat down in a comfortable chair in the lobby and opened up the paper that was neatly tucked inside the wrinkled envelope. "16 th floor, Room 1669" was written in either the worst or most rushed penmanship she had ever seen. She read it several more times before she stood up and took off her jacket. It seemed much warmer all of a sudden, especially between her thighs. Maybe it was the jacket that brought on the heat … or perhaps it was the anticipation of what awaited her on the 16 th floor.

Slowly she made her way to the elevators and waited with several other people, all of who managed to enjoy staring at the closed elevator doors. Soon one of the doors opened and she quickly stepped inside and pressed the number 16. She was pushed up against the side of the elevator wall as people continued to squeeze into the small space with all of their bags. The 16 th floor was the fifth stop and she hoped the man with the excessive cheap cologne would move in time for her to get off. Her heart beat faster than a small bird as she squeezed her self by the smelly man and out of the elevator. She caught a glance of herself in a large mirror that hung in the hallway and wondered if she looked like someone who was going on an erotic adventure with someone she only knew by voice.

A "Do Not Disturb" sign hung on the doorknob of room 1669. She reached in her pocket for the envelope that contained the note she read in the lobby. "16 th Floor, Room 1669" … there was no mistake about that but the thought of disturbing the wrong person made her hand shake unsteadily as she began to knock on the door. A few moments passed and she heard someone come to the door and turn the lock. The door opened slowly and when she looked up she immediately knew that this was the man behind the voice that she had spoken to daily for several weeks. She entered the room as he smiled at her and said hello. She laughed as she realized that he was even better than she had imagined and walked over to grab a bottle of water from the desk that was in the corner.

"Would you like some ice for that?" he asked. "For the water, of course!" she replied back to him with a smirk. He mentioned to her that there was plenty of ice, no shortage, so she put some in a glass and began to open the bottle of water. Quickly, he reached over and grabbed a small ice cube from her glass and stuck it in his mouth. Her bottle dropped to the floor as he pulled her towards him and put his ice-cold mouth on her lips. Any tension she felt when she knocked on the door left her body and was replaced by a tingling sensation that started at the base of her neck and traveled down to her soaking wet pussy. The ice continued to melt in his mouth as he kissed her; some of it dripped down her chin and onto her chest. She could feel the cool water make its way down between her breasts and imagined his icy mouth there as well.

"Your shirt is wet", he stated with a sexy smile. "That’s a shame," she replied, "maybe I could take it off and let it dry, if you wouldn’t mind". Without hesitation, he helped her remove her shirt and carefully placed it on a nearby chair. He bent down to pick up her water bottle and on his way up he passed the cool bottle up her inner thigh and then held it in the crotch of her pants. He grabbed another ice cube out her glass and began to run it across the top of her breasts as he unhooked her bra. The water bottle dropped back onto the floor as he slowly teased her hard nipples with the ice. As he stood closer to her, she could feel his hard cock against her leg. She reached to touch it and he pulled her hand away and moved her towards the bed. He asked her to lie on the bed as he put the ice back in the glass and proceeded to unbutton her pants.

"Are my pants wet, too? Is that why they need to come off?" she asked with a smile. "If they aren’t they will be." he replied as he slid her pants off with one hand. He moved her thong over to one side as if to inspect her smoothly shaved pussy. "I am not sure a visual inspection is enough." she told him as he reached back for his melting ice cube and placed it in his mouth. Apparently he felt compelled to make a closer examination as the combination of his warm lips and ice-cold tongue gently touched her clit. She touched her nipples as he slowly licked her wetness. Her face felt flushed with a cool sweat as he continued to probe her with his wet and cold tongue. The melting ice dripped down to the bed while he licked her pussy non-stop. "I’m going to cum," she moaned as he grabbed her hips and pulled her closer to his mouth. Her back stiffened and she felt the warm, tingling sensation that gave her an out of body feeling as she came so hard the juices quickly combined with the melting ice dripping down his chin. When her orgasm stopped, she pulled him up towards her so she could taste her cum with him. She kissed his incredible mouth and pushed his shorts off with her feet. His hard cock was pushing right thru his soft boxer briefs and she pulled them off of him as he gently bit her lower lip.

She didn’t want to wait. She wiggled out from underneath him and had him lie on his back. As she turned her back to him, she lowered herself over his huge erection and moaned as his entire cock pushed inside of her. "Oh, this feels so damned good," she said as she slid up and down on the ride of steel. She felt her wetness increase with every thrust as placed his finger gently inside of her tight ass. "Don’t stop, don’t fucking stop," she yelled as she felt his cock start to throb inside of her. "Where do you want my cum," he said breathlessly. "I want you to wait, wait til you are almost there and then I will put it in my mouth … and drain you," she instructed. He fucked her harder, he ass almost in his face as she rode him faster and harder. She felt him tremble beneath her and she quickly pulled his wet cock out of her and pushed it into her warm mouth. She backed her pussy up to his mouth so he could lick her while she surrounded him with her tight lips and warm tongue. "Mmmmmmm, so fucking good," she moaned as she felt herself coming on his mouth. Just then his cock throbbed so hard and began to shoot his hot liquid down into her mouth as she swallowed it deeply into her throat. She licked up every bit of his cum and rolled off of him.

"So …", she said softly, "want to see what I brought in that little bag?"

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