ホテルのガウン

The scent of chlorine and hotel soap clung to the air, but all I could smell was her. Lena. She was standing by the window of my hotel room, wearing nothing but the plush white robe the hotel provided, the belt tied loose at her waist. The late afternoon sun backlit her, and I could see the outline of her curves through the thick terry cloth. My cock was already stiffening in my own robe, a tent I couldn't hide.

"See? This is way better than the gym," she said, a playful smirk on her lips. "No screaming clients, no bad techno music."

I laughed, leaning against the doorframe. "You're my client, Lena. I'm still technically on the clock."

"Then consider this a private training session." She turned to face me fully, and my breath caught. The robe had slipped off one shoulder, exposing the tan line of her collarbone. "You said the key to a good workout is finding the right motivation."

I crossed the room, my bare feet silent on the carpet. "And what's your motivation?"

She reached out, her fingers playing with the belt of my robe. "You, obviously. I've been watching you for months, Alex. The way you move, the way your muscles flex when you're spotting someone." Her voice dropped to a whisper. "The way you look at me when you think I'm not paying attention."

I closed the distance between us, my hand finding the curve of her hip through the robe. "You caught me."

"I've been counting the days until this trip. Just the two of us." She untied my belt with a quick tug, and my robe fell open. Her eyes traveled down my body, lingering on my erection. "God, you're even better than I imagined."

I slid my hand inside her robe, palm flat against her stomach, feeling the heat of her skin. She gasped softly as I moved higher, my thumb brushing the underside of her breast. "You're not so bad yourself, Lena."

She leaned into me, her lips inches from mine. "Kiss me, Alex."

I did. Her mouth was soft and hungry, her tongue sliding against mine as she pressed her body against me. The robe fell off her shoulders completely, pooling at her feet. She was naked underneath — no bra, no panties. Just smooth, warm skin and the scent of her arousal.

"Fuck," I muttered against her lips, my hands cupping her bare ass, squeezing the firm flesh.

"Fuck is right," she breathed. "I've been thinking about this in every hotel room I've ever stayed in. Wearing this robe, pretending it was for you."

I lifted her easily, and she wrapped her legs around my waist. Her wet pussy pressed against my hard cock, and I could feel how ready she was. I carried her to the bed, laying her down on the crisp white sheets. The robe was still half on me, hanging off my shoulders, and she tugged at it impatiently.

"Take it off," she demanded. "I want to see all of you."

I shrugged it off and hovered over her, my cock heavy between us. I kissed her neck, her collarbone, the swell of her breasts. She arched into me, moaning softly.

"Please, Alex," she whispered, her hand wrapping around my shaft. "I need you inside me."

I positioned myself at her entrance, the tip of my cock sliding through her wet folds. She whimpered, bucking her hips. "So fucking wet for me, Lena."

"Always," she gasped. "Now stop teasing and fuck me."

I thrust into her in one smooth motion, burying myself to the hilt. She cried out, her nails digging into my back. Her pussy was tight, hot, gripping me like a fist. I started moving, slow at first, letting her feel every inch of me.

"Yes," she moaned. "God, yes. That's it."

I picked up the pace, slamming into her harder. The bed creaked beneath us, and her moans grew louder, more desperate. The robe was bunched up under her, a white cushion beneath her ass.

"Look at you," I growled, my hand moving to her throat, not squeezing, just resting there. "Wearing nothing but this robe, letting me fuck you senseless."

"I love it," she panted. "I love your cock inside me. Don't stop."

I grabbed her hips and flipped her over, pulling her up onto her knees. The robe slipped off completely, leaving her naked, her ass in the air. I slapped her cheek lightly, and she gasped.

「気に入った？」

"Yes," she moaned. "Do it again."

I did, harder this time, watching my handprint bloom on her pale skin. Then I thrust back inside her, and she cried out, burying her face in the pillow. I fucked her from behind, my balls slapping against her clit with each stroke.

"Fuck, Lena," I grunted. "You feel incredible."

"I'm close," she whimpered. "So close."

I reached around, my fingers finding her clit, rubbing in tight circles. She shuddered, her walls clenching around me. "Come for me, baby. Let me feel you."

She did, her orgasm ripping through her with a scream. Her pussy milked my cock, and I couldn't hold back any longer. I came with a deep groan, spilling inside her, my body shuddering with the force of it.

We collapsed onto the bed, panting, tangled in the sheets and the discarded robe. She laughed, a breathless, happy sound.

"Best. Workout. Ever."

I laughed too, pulling her close. "I think I need to schedule more business trips with you."

She snuggled into my chest, her finger tracing lazy patterns on my skin. "I was thinking the same thing." She pointed at the robe, now crumpled on the floor. "That thing's going to be my new favorite outfit."

"Fuck the robe," I said, kissing the top of her head. "You look better without it."

She giggled, and I felt her hand slide down my stomach. "Give me ten minutes. I want a second session."

CATEGORIES: [Robe, Fitness, On a Business Trip, Hotel, Just the Two of Us]