My hotel neighbor turned out hotter than I expected.
I saw him by the pool — tanned, confident, with a cocky smile.
Our eyes met. Something inside me stirred.
He went to the lobby — I followed.
We got off on the same floor.
He smiled: “Drop by sometime.”
Later, I was in the shower, covered in foam, when the lights went out.
No signal.
Wrapped in a towel, I knocked on his door.
He looked me over and let me in.
“Finish your shower here,” he said.
The glass shower exposed me — I moved slowly, teasing.
Then I opened the door:
“Join me?”
He came in. I standed to my knees and sucked him — wet, deep, eager.
He groaned, grabbed my hair, then bent me over and fucked me hard.
We changed positions.
He came on my ass.
I rinsed off. He handed me a towel.
Power returned…
But so did the craving.
