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Holiday Hotel
(Maggie Abrams)

     What the hell was she thinking? Amber had done it she had agreed to go on a weekend trip with a man she hardly even knew; she hadn't even met the man in person.  They met six months ago online and after the first few conversations they had been intimate with one another.  She still didn't know if she should be ashamed of herself or just be accepting of her behavior.  Her thoughts ran through her mind making her even more nervous than she already was.  Mitchell was going to be there any minute and she still wasn't done packing.  The doorbell rang just as she thought about him.  Amber rushed out of her room and to the front door.  Taking a deep breath and slowly opening the door to the man whom she would be spending the next 72 hours with.  

      His dark wavy hair was shiny and neat and those chocolate brown eyes of his warmed as he took her in.  He had come in a pair of faded jeans and a clean white t-shirt, which contrasted his slight olive complexion perfectly.  She stood there staring at him not knowing what to do or say he was even better than his pictures.  

      He smiled as he continued to watch her and see the different thoughts go across her face.  She was in a pair of hip hugger jeans that molded to her body and a soft gauzy feminine shirt that emphasized her breasts.  He had had fantasies about those breasts for months now, and he was finally going to get to do what he wanted to them and the rest of her body.  

      "Can I come in?" his voice was deep and meladonic.

      "Umm... yeah of course."  Her voice was soft and she sounded just a little short of breath.  Something Mitchell planned on remedying as soon as possible.  He wanted her gasping and moaning for him.

      Amber showed him into the living room and told him she would be right back.  Mitch looked everything over and decided that he liked what he saw she had several little knick knacks on the shelves in random order but it made the room look inviting not cluttered.  Mitch took a seat on the large black leather couch and leaned back waiting for Amber.  

      Amber was in complete shock, what the hell was she thinking. She had no idea what he expected or wanted but she knew that his business would keep him occupied most of the time.  He was here for a business trip and he wanted her to tag along to have someone to talk to on the long drive from the airport to San Francisco.  She was folding up her lacey thongs when she felt his hands settle gently on her shoulders.  	

      "I got tired of waiting."

      "I'm sorry, I just haven't finished yet I'll only be a few more minutes I promise."  She sounded a little panicky to his ears, not something he wanted her to feel.  

      "Calm down we are not in a rush I just missed you."  His voice was soothing and she relaxed a little more under his hands.  

      Mitch slowly turned her around taking the scraps of lace out of her hands and tossing them on the bed.   His slightly callused hands ran down her arms to her hands bringing them up to his lips while he continued to look in to her golden eyes. 

      He slowly bent his head towards hers and brushed a soft whisper of a kiss along the edge of her lips, feeling her tense up a little under his hands he began to slowly explore the contours of her lips.  They were soft and pliable moving to his every whim.  Amber began to quicken under his hands and tried to squirm her way a little closer to him.  She was making soft panting sounds already and he hadn't even started to have his wicked way with her yet.  

      Mitch finally deepened the kiss feeling her hands run up his arms and around his neck.  She pushed closer to him trying to melt into his skin.  He could feel her warm up and melt. Her lips became succulent fruit to sip and savor her fingers gripping his hair silently begging him for more.  Mitch let his hands roam all over Amber's soft curvy body, she had had doubts about him liking her body but it only took one look and feel to know that it was perfect.  

      Mitch's hands finally found the soft underside curve of her breasts, and he groaned into her mouth even as she moaned into his.  His hands rubbed and kneaded her soft firm breasts he had planned on waiting a little while before he got too carried away but her soft lips, melting body and kittenish moans were sending him over the edge.  

      He began to tug at her shirt so he could feel that silky skin under his fingers.  Sliding his hands around to her back and up to the bra clasp he jerked it free and slid his hands under it and around to her luscious breasts.  The skin was soft as silk and her nipples where already hard and ready for his attention.  Her sweet soft gasps and moans as he squeezed and gently tugged on her breasts was more arousing to him than anything she had ever said to him online.  	

      Mitch pushed Amber back till the bed hit her knees and he laid her back on the bed while he covered her soft form with his hard one.  His erection pushed into her hip as he slid his mouth down her neck and finally sliding her shirt off her so he could see her lush breasts.  Amber blushed and tried to cover her breasts, but Mitch was having none of that he pulled her hands away and held them to her sides while he looked at them and watched her nipples tighten even more under his scrutiny.  

       A wicked grin passed across his face as he blew warm air over her large breasts, she shivered in his grip and his grin slowly spread across his face.  Amber's hips rose up to push against him silently begging for more attention.

      "Oh no not yet kitty, it's my turn to torture you.  You've teased me now it's my turn.  I am going to turn you on get you wet and hot for me and then we will leave.  I'll take care of you later if I do it now we won't ever leave, and I want you all to myself." Mitch's voice was already thick with arousal.  While he gave his little speech he continued to massage and hold Amber's breasts.  

      Soft moans came from her throat, he had heard them over the phone but to hear them in person was something else.  They ran straight down his spine and into his groin making him groan in pleasure.  She was soft under his hands and molded to him almost perfectly.  He reached down to rub her soft spot between her legs, causing her to moan even louder and wiggle more enticingly under him.  He pushed his thumb against the seam nub in her jeans and slowly moved it over her warmth; he could feel her getting damp even through her jeans.  

      "Oh yeah kitty get nice and wet for me."  His voice was soft and thick as he whispered in her ear.  In return she moaned even more unable to form a coherent word.  

      Once he saw her eyes had glazed over and a blissful look had come across her face he slowly pulled his hand away from between her legs and slid it up her side to massage her other breast.  Feeling her warm soft skin beneath his hands was a sweet torture and one he planned on drawing out for as long as possible, but not here. 

      Quickly he stood up and handed her bra back to her and pulled her shirt from under the bed.  Amber was still slightly dazed as she watched Mitch put her lacy thongs in to her suitcase.  

      "Anything else need to go in here" Mitch's voice was a little tight because he could see out the corner of his eye that she was sitting there topless and not even trying to hide her breasts.  Seeing them all flushed and slightly swollen from his hands was a complete turn on, and it made his erection to swell even more in its tight restraint. 

      "Amber, honey, get dressed we need to go."