Woken by a Gentle Voice

Your dreams were a mishmash of images: Steve, Tina, and Reynaldo taking turns fucking you, making you cum several times over. Your hot encounter with Greg in the bathroom. And then getting gloriously destroyed at Ryan's bachelor party. At first you easily differentiate them, but they began to merge together as events and participants change randomly. One moment it was Steve you were riding at the bachelor party, playing with Ryan in the bathroom, and Greg on top of you while Tina and Reynaldo suck on your tits. While the images were hot, the wrongness began to stir your consciousness. However, before you could wake up on your own, you hear a voice.

"Suzy? Suzy, are you okay?" The voice was gentle, but insistent. You could feel a strong hand on your shoulder.

"Mmm, G..Greg?" You open a tired eye to see your boss's husband sitting on the bed, smiling in a relieved way. For a brief moment you wonder if you were still dreaming. That idea though is dashed quickly as you realize Greg was still dressed in his office attire.

"Yep, it's me, Suzy. How are you feeling?" He asks, concerned. "You were groaning in your sleep. I wasn't sure if I should let you sleep, or wake you up."

"Ugh," you rub the sleep from your eyes. Thankfully your headache seems to have gone, and you don't feel sick anymore, though the light still bothers you a bit. "Much better than I did." You frown. "Groaning? Did I say anything?"

Greg shakes his head. "Nothing like that. You almost sounded hungry."

In a sense, you admit to yourself, unable to fight back a smirk. "Sorry to worry you, Greg. And thanks again for this. I owe you one."

Greg smiles and waves it off. "All you've done for the company, I doubt I've even broke even. Lt me get you some water." He stands up and moves toward the bar.

"I'd appreciate that, thank you." You find yourself waking up more when your eyes fix on the older man's butt. "Now there's a view to wake up to," you say quietly to yourself, a growing horniness helping you get your bearings. "Thanks for the key, by the way. Very gracious of you to give me access to your suite."

He laughs, a sound you always enjoyed. "It was my pleasure, Suzy. Everything you do for the company? This is a small favor."

"It is very lovely. I can only imagine how much it costs."

"Isn't it? Jackie found it over ten years ago. We've rented in perpetuity sever since." Greg walks over and hands you the glass of water. "So, you wanna tell me what happened, Mrs. Jones?"

You accept the water and had barely gotten the first swallow down when you hear Greg's question.