You sit on the bed as I dress... the smell of our sex hangs in the air, slowly being overcome by the smell of cigaratte smoke. I wince as I fasten the 50`s style corsalette over the marks of the strap on my lower back and reach down to click the metal fasteners onto sheer black stockings. I throw on a simple black dress that slithers down my now hourglass figure and clings sensuously to my breasts, the cold silk bringing fleeting relief to sore nipples, and then step into heels. Walking back to the bed for final intructions I fasten up my hair and enjoy the slickness of my inner thighs as I move. You hand slides between two layers of silk on my thigh until it finds warm flesh and then the spreading wetness of cunt. "Go on girl...go hunting and bring back some fresh meat" The bar is busy, its midweek and its almost totally full of middle aged lonely businessmen, reps, and early arrivals for tomorrow; visitors to the conference centre ajoining the hotel. I pause in the doorway as if looking for someone and as I scan the room I feel at least a dozen sets of eyes brush over me before making for a stool at the far end of the bar. I smile at the barman who`s seen me operate many times and as I sit down he already has a shot of gin and a bottle of tonic in place. "On your tab?" But even as he says it the man to my left offers to buy me the drink. I glance at him, taking in the suit and most importantly the shoes before smiling my thanks and raising my glass to him. He`s slightly overweight, but stocky...probably used to play rugby and is now well on his way to seed.... so I glance to my right and catch a pair of intesnsely blue eyes. Now this is better, he`s tall and broad and those eyes pull me back to his face...and he smiles a slow lopsided smile. `Hunting?` He says...and I feel myself blush. I turn back to Mr Going-to-seed and thank him again for the drink and ask him what he does.... we spend a few minutes making small talk and I lean forward and place a hand on his leg as I talk. The touch becomes a stroke and I know as I feel his cock stir that I can cut to the chase and tell him i need a fuck. He nods with that look on his face that men get when they can`t believe their luck and all thoughts of his wife at home have just seeped out of the end of his cock with his pre-cum. I need to phone you to say we are on our way and so tell him to sit tight and finish his drink whilst I go to the toilet. The toilet door shuts behind me, I hit redail and tell you we`ll see you shortly as the toilet door bangs shut again...I turn and meet those intense blue eyes and sardonic smile. "Erm.... I think you need to make that ten minutes Boss" "Make it five" says blue eyes "Your supposed to bring him upstairs" you say, but he`s already got his cock out and a hand in the hot joice from my cunt. "This isn`t who I`m bringing" I say and then moan as he bends me over the sink unit and slides a large erection straight into me. "Youre a horny bitch...keep the line open and cum for me" and as he thrusts into me I hear you light a cigarette and I moan again, one hand sliding round to frantically rub my clit. Its probably under the five minutes.... blue eyes thrusts hard and the feeling of his cock swelling before he cums is enough to tip me over the edge and I buck and moan, face now pressed against the mirror and the sound of your voice in my ear telling me i`m nothing but a dirty fuckhole. Blue eyes gives me a slap on the arse and by the time Ive recovered enough to even open my eyes he`s gone. I stand up, legs shaky and return quickly to the bar. Mr Going-to-seed is watching the door like a puppy and looks relieved as I re-enter the bar...a quick squeeze of his cock to re-assure and I lead the way to the room. On entering the dimly lit room it takes our eyes some seconds to adjust and he`s already kissing me as he looks over my shoulder and sees you sitting on the armchair. `Fuck` he says and steps away from me. But you wave your hand and tell him not to worry as you put it "fuck her or fuck off, its all the same to me" and luckily the pull of his cock overcomes any doubts, it always does and he leads me to the bed and lies down. I stand by the bed, in both your eyelines and lift the black silk over my head...looking down his cock is already out and his trousers hastily pushed to a point that makes him accessible and so I straddle him on the bed. He groans as I tease the end of his cock at the entrance to my cunt...he can feel the heat and wetness and then slowly...slowly...I encase him in soft hot cunt. He grunts with the tightness and slightly bucks his hips to meet me...so I lift my cunt away. "No...just lie still, let me take your spunk" Again slowly I descend and then rise...he remains perfectly still..his eyes locked on mine....and so we go on. Eventually he begs to move...he needs to cum....and so I squeeze his cock inside me and up the pace...his eyes are shut and he joins in with the rocking motion...as he starts to up the pace again I stop and lift my cunt to encompass just the very tip of his cock and tell him he has to tell me when he`s going to cum becuase i want it in my face. I stay lifted and he places his hands on my waist and pumps into me from below...faster....his breath shortening and then suddenly he lifts me up and thrusts my hips away from him...I fall forward to one side of him and he takes a handful of hair and brings my head to groin level in perfect time for the first pump of spunk to hit me full face....I open my mouth to catch what I can as he gushes cum and then lies next to me spent on the bed. I look over to you and you smile and gesture to the bathroom. As I go to close the door you are there, the second time this evening I`ve been cornered in a bathroom. "That was wonderful" you say "as was listening to you fuck the guy downstairs. But I don`t remember you asking permission for that one" and once again my hair is grabbed and I`m forced into position. This time kneeling on the cold hard floor. I know what you are going to do and know it needs doing....first you are going to piss the cum off my face and then when our visitor has gone you are going to beat me until I beg for forgiveness.