The reunion

By the time you arrive at the hotel, you both are crazy with lust. Connie has been rubbing your stiffness most of the way, and you've been tweaking her nearest nipple when you can take your eyes off the road for a second.

You get to the parking lot, unload your luggage, and walk into the lobby. You watch as several boys and men in the lobby swivel their heads to watch your gorgeous, stacked, redheaded girlfriend walk past. You grin, knowing that you'll be fucking this lovely creature in just a few minutes, all weekend long, and for many weeks after that.

The hotel clerk can't stop looking at her cleavage as he types in your name. Even when he's talking to you, he's watching her tits jiggle out of the corner of his eye. You just keep smiling. You ask for a king-sized bed and extra towels. You're ready to go in a few minutes, you grab your bags, and head to the elevator, Connie right beside you.

"Did you see him staring at my tits? I'm so fucking horny now!" Connie exclaims, just as the elevator opens.

"We'll take care of that as soon as we get upstairs," you say, grinning.

Once the doors close, you drop the bags and press Connie against the wall, kissing her with lots of tongue and squeezing her tits and pinching her nipples through her clothes. She pulls your hips in tight and rubs her groin up and down your raging stiffness. You thrust into her belly through your clothing. The doors open and you break your erotic engagement.

You practically run to the room, following the signs that point the way. You fumble with the key card and fling the door open.

The room is a standard hotel room with king-sized bed, small desk, bedside table, wide-screen television, small table and two chairs. Connie strips her clothes off as you undress as well. You kiss, and your hands caress all over her body as she rubs your cock.