Chris Hemsworth

I turned to find actor Chris Hemsworth leaning against the door to the room next to mine...or at least someone wearing a Chris Hemsworth avatar. He had the curly blond hair and the beard he wore for his role as Thor the God of Thunder in the Avengers movies, but thank God he was not wearing the cheesy armor to go along with it. Instead he was wearing a silk shirt that was unbottoned to show off his chest and abs, along with a pair of khaki pants.

"Hello beautiful," he said.

"Uh...hi," I said nervously.

I knew this wasn't actually Chris Hemsworth, but, come on, for the night at least this more or less was him. He smiled as my eyes slid down his chiseled chest and abs to the buldge in the front of his shorts.

"Maybe you aren't lost after all," he said.

I was wearing a body that was built for hot, exciting sex and yet I was suddenly the same timid kindergarten teacher that I had come here to escape. The same person I had paid big money to escape...at least for a night.

With an act of will more powerful than any I had ever mustered, I forced myself towards him. He met me halfway, pulling me into the hottest, most erotic kiss I had ever experienced. As he pulled me against him, I could feel his cock pressing against my stomach. His hands groped my ass.

This was just what I had come here for, but did I really want to take the first guy I met?