Unexpected request

Pete was dumbfounded and had so many burning questions about the woman deep in dreamful sleep. He let his cock hover as his eyes hungrily watched and his ears listened.

"Daddy, I'm so wet," she moaned. "I want you to make me whimper like mommy did in the hot tub."

Hazel subconsciously lowered her sweats revealing her hips and the short runway strip of hair leading to her twat. Pete furtively moved onto the bed and positioned himself above her hips. He milked the clear free flowing precum over Hazel's pubic zone. A Thick stream so slowly drip in a continuous line to where her hand was rubbing. The liquid lubricated her finger's as she rubbed.

Hazel breathed in quickly at the slippery sensation. She moaned through clenched teeth and rapidly rubbed faster between her legs. Pete's was close to nutting but resisted the urge.

BZZZZZT-BZZZZZT-BZZZZZT

Pete's blood froze as he realized a phone or alarm was going off somewhere. Where was it coming from? He rolled to his side and then off the bed and out of site.

BZZZZZT-BZZZZZT-BZZZZZT

Pete tucked his dick away and army crawled to the desk area near the sofa. He peeked over at Hazel. She stopped rubbing but had not moved from her previous position in the bed.

Pete pretended to be reviewing something on his laptop when he hear a loud yawn.

"Oh shit," he heard Hazel say to herself before she pulled the blanket over her.

It took all his willpower to ignore her and feign innocence.

Hazel got out of the king size bed, unfortunately covered, and retrieved her cell phone. The buzzing concluded.

"Oh, good morning Hazel," Pete said from across the room. "Sleep well?"

Hazel stood bleary with dark makeup still around her eyes from the night before. That and the mane of curly bed head gave her a super hot messy look.

"Oh, a, Pete, where did you..." she trailed off.

"I slept over here on the sofa," he explained.

"What did you, err, we...?"

"Nothing," Pete replied. "We went to bed after a couple of drinks," he half lied.

"Good," she said too quickly. "I hope you're ready for this presentation. I don't need you fucking this up for me."

She must have noticed the white tank top revealing more than she wanted. Her cleavage was perky and so were the noticeable outline points of her nipples. She folded her arms which obscured her nipples but actually increased the cleavage.

"Well, don't sit there and eye fuck me you pervert," she snapped. "I'll need to review your presentation while you run and get me some coffee."

Despite not wanting to be eye fucked, she did not immediately change her attire. Pete's boner was semi thick at this point. As he stood up the outline could be seen through his sweat pants. I guess this meant it was Hazel's turn to ogle as her eyes looked downward.

"I'll just change real fast and get the coffee," Pete responded.

Hazel just nodded still looking at his cock.

"I'm going to change now," he said again.

"Oh, right, I'll just start on this," she stuttered, blushed, then and sat down to check his work.

Pete smiled to himself as he left the suite to fetch his hot boss some coffee.

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