Part 1
I walked into the hotel, exhausted after a long flight. All I wanted was my room and hot bath. As I stood at the front desk waiting for my key, I looked around the lobby. Even through my exhaustion I could see how lovely it was. There were plush sofas and chairs in a soothing mauve with a slight floral print; pillows a couple shades darker complimented them beautifully. Dark red wood embraced the fireplace in the center of the back wall.

As I continued to look around, I noticed all the flowers! I'd never seen so many arrangements in one hotel lobby in my life! There were pink and red roses, mixed with baby's breath. Carnations in every shade you can imagine, you'd think the rainbow of colors would clash, but they were arranged in ways I'd never have thought of!

I saw that my favorite, daisies, were placed in huge vases by the doors and the elevators, probably because they're less fragrant and won't offend the guests every time they come in or out of the lobby.

As I admired them, I noticed a woman spritzing them. She was breath-taking! I couldn't take my eyes off of her, the way her body moved as she sprayed the daisies, it was like watching music come to life. Suddenly, she looked at me, as if she felt the weight of my stare. She smiled as I blushed and smiled hesitantly back.

The hotel manager called my name, "Ms. Delacourt? Ms. Delacourt?"

"Oh," I exclaimed, "I'm so sorry. I must be more tired than I realized." I smiled my most charming smile at the man.

"Oh no, please don't be sorry! Your room is ready, and here is your key. You are in Room 323. Would you like help with your bags?"

"No, thank you, I can manage," I said to him. Looking at his name tag I say, "However Mr. Thompson, can you tell me who that woman over by the daisies is?"

"That is Emma. She is one of our newest staff members. In fact, it is her duty to provide your room, and others on the third floor, with whatever they need. Towels, pillows, blankets, she will bring them to you." He informed her.

"Thank you, I will remember that. Do I need to sign anything before I go to my room?"

Mr. Thompson slides a receipt over, I signed and handed it back. He looks at it, "Anita, what a lovely name!"

I smiled, thanked him, and grabbed my key.

As I walked towards the elevator, suitcase gliding along the marble floor, I risked another glance at Emma. She was staring at me with a smile that said I'd be seeing her later. As I stepped into the elevator and the doors slowly closed, I thought to myself, I think I'm going to need more towels.

After I was settled in my room, I grabbed some wine from the mini refrigerator and ventured out to the balcony. It was still a little cold, but you could feel spring in the air, an almost imperceptible warmth tinged the breeze and it felt as delicious as a lovers caress. However as the sun went down, the chill chased out the warmth and I found I had goose bumps down my arms. I went back inside to relax, perhaps with a hot bath.

I walked into the bathroom and sadly discovered there were enough towels to last a week! I laughed to myself, thinking I was acting more like a horny teenager than a grown woman in town for business! I returned my thoughts to preparing my bath, and as the water filled the tub, I noticed there weren't any bubbles or oils for the bath. I turned off the water and grabbed my robe, nearly skipping to the phone to call down to the lobby.

A man answered, "Front desk, how may I help you Ms. Delacourt?"

Wow, I thought, the hotel has caller id!! "I've gone to run a bath, but there are no oils in my room. Do you suppose you could send some up please?"

"Of course, Ms. Delacourt! My apologies! I will send some up immediately. Is there a particular scent you wish for, or would an assortment be more to your liking?"

"Oh, an assortment would be lovely!" I thanked him as I hung up, and waited with anticipation for my oils.

I went back to the bathroom and checked my hair. "Anita, you're being ridiculous!" I thought to myself. Just because I found this woman irresistibly attractive, it doesn't mean she thought the same. She might not even be interested in women. I stood against the counter so lost in my thoughts that I never heard the knock, or the door opening. I more sensed her presence, and looking up I was startled to see her, lovely Emma, standing at my bathroom door holding a basket of bath oils.

She apologized for startling me, explaining that when I didn't answer her knock she assumed I was in the bathroom with the water running while I waited. She looked so embarrassed, adorably so, as I told her to please not worry. She smiled and set the basket down.

"Shall I finish for you?" She asked.

Oh the thoughts that went through my mind when she said that! I just nodded to her, not trusting myself to speak at that moment. But as she bent over the side of the tub, her ass perked out at me, the skirt of her uniform riding up to expose much of her thighs, I couldn't stop myself. I found myself reaching out to touch her, to run my hand along her perfect ass, down her thighs. She tensed for a moment, then relaxed as my hands continued their exploration.

I stepped closer to her, both of my hands now caressing her ass, her hips. I decided to become a bit bolder and let my left hand travel around to her belly, up to her breast. I could feel her breathing becoming more shallow, quicker, despite her attempts to keep some sort of composure.

She turned off the water and I stepped back just enough to allow her room to turn around. As she turned and looked at me, I could see her face was flushed, and it wasn't from the heat of the water, but rather from her desire. I started towards her, hesitating for a moment to make sure this would be okay. She smiled, and I leaned in and kissed her gently on her lips, wrapping my arms around her at the same time. She kissed me back, with more insistence, letting her tongue split my own lips.

I pulled away, grabbed her hand and led her over to the bed. I watched her undress for me, slowly and seductively. I watched her tease me as she took her time undoing her skirt, letting it fall to the floor. I shuddered as I noticed her sheer pink panties were soaked with her juices. Finally she came to me, her beautiful body all for me right now. She leaned in for a kiss, slipping off my robe and pushing me onto the bed.

She lay down next to me, her hand trailed over my stomach down towards my throbbing clit as her tongue danced across my nipple. I moaned, arching my back to encourage her fingertips to my clit and further.

"Oh God please," I whispered, "I want to feel your lips on mine, your fingers deep inside of me."

As she inched up towards my face, her lips kissed my shoulder, my neck, until she reached my mouth. Her fingers found my soaked slit, and slid in easily. I rocked against her hand and kissed her deeply as she fucked me with two, then three fingers. I felt my orgasm build quickly as she continued her assault. She sensed this, and brought her thumb to play with my swollen clit. At this I cried out, unable to contain myself any longer. I could my sweet girl cum as it ran down my legs, down her hand. She kept her fingers inside me, gently massaging the walls of my pussy until my orgasm was complete.

I collapsed back on the bed and shuddered as she withdrew her fingers. She brought them to her mouth, but before she could lick them, I sat up and grabbed her arm. I wanted to lick her fingers clean with her, our tongues tangling together.

I pulled her to her knees, grabbed her hips and said, "Come here." I guided her legs apart, lifted one over my chest so that she was seated on top of me, her pussy right in front of me. She was so wet! I could see trails of her wetness down her thighs. I licked at each one, delighted in the sweetness of her, as I teased my way to her pussy.

I asked her to move a little closer and she eagerly complied. I let my tongue circle her lips as my nose bumped against her clit and my hands reached up to grab her breasts. Her nipples stiffened even more the second my fingers found them and I pinched lightly.

"Please," she begged, "please taste me now! I can't take anymore."

I thought to myself, I've hardly touched her for more than a few moments, but who was I to deny this lovely creature? Especially after what she gave me just minutes ago.

I thrust my tongue deep into her pussy, savored her wetness and her taste! My hands went back to her hips, to keep her close so I could get my tongue in as far as possible. In and out, I heard her moan as I teased her clit before I slipped my tongue back inside of her.

She kept squirming against me, her ass bouncing on my breasts. I decided to take a chance, and asked her if she wanted my finger on her ass.

If possible, I felt her get even wetter as she nodded and screamed yes. I tapped at her most intimate place and she pushed back against me, so wet that my finger slid right in. I fucked her with my tongue, with my finger and watched her as she grabbed her own breasts as I furiously worked to bring her to her own orgasm.

Finally, her body spasmed, her ass clenched around my finger as her pussy clenched around my tongue in delicious tightness. I tasted her juices as they ran down my tongue, down my throat and I drank deeply. I used my tongue to retrieve every last drop of her. With a final shudder, she sat up and climbed off of me. I watched her lean down, lick my chin, and then kiss me deeply so I could taste her and myself, on her tongue.

I lay there, not knowing what to say now. But it was okay, because she just lay down next to me, cuddled close and I put my arm around her, bringing her head to my shoulder. I closed my eyes, realized I was finally relaxed enough to drift off to sleep. My final thought was of her, of whether she'd still be in bed with me when I awoke…

Part 2
I woke slowly, stretching out my body across the bed. As I lay there, memories of last night flooded into my mind. I lifted my head as I reached my hand out to the pillow next to me to find Emma gone. Part of me was disappointed, but if she'd still been here, I'd probably not have gotten anything done today. I lay there, giving one last thought to last night before getting up to shower. I sat up and found a note lying on her pillow.

~Anita, may I call you Anita now? Thank you for a wonderful evening. I'm sorry I won't be there when you awaken, but I would ask that you do something for me. This evening, if you wish to see me again, please, at around 6:30, I'd like you to call room service and order a bowl of strawberries, with chilled whipped cream on the side. Then, at 6:50, please call down to the front desk and ask for more towels. My shift ends at 7:00, so I will be off for the rest of the evening. I'd very much like to spend more time with you.
Emma~

I read the note, then read it again. I felt goose bumps across my skin, the thought of spending another evening with her sent chills up and down my body. I grew moist, and reached my hand down between my thighs to find myself drenched in wetness. I teased my fingers across my clit, thinking how much I wanted her fingers doing this. Slowly I inserted my finger into my ready pussy. In and out, as my thumb rubbed circles on my swollen clit, I rocked on my own finger. I inserted a second, then third finger, never breaking my rhythm. I rocked harder, my body tensed, and with one final thought of Emma's beautiful body, my orgasm spread through my body. I shuddered with anticipation as I gave myself a moment to catch my breath, then reluctantly got up to shower. It was going to be a long day!

All day, throughout business meetings, lunch, and more meetings in the afternoon, my thoughts went to her and this evening. I could only imagination what she had planned, for she must have something in mind to have been so specific in her note. This last meeting couldn't have more boring, mergers and such, I had no interest today. It felt as if it went on forever. Finally however, it ended and after some small talk I was able to make my escape.

I rushed back to the hotel, stopped momentarily to check if I had any messages at the front desk, and then up to my room. I ran to the bathroom to draw a quick bath, using the oils Emma had brought the night before that I'd never had a chance to use. I grabbed Lavender and Vanilla, one of my favorite combinations. I wasted no time however, pinning my hair up and sliding into the hot water. I glanced at the clock, it was 6:00, and realized I had a few moments to relax. As I soaked, I thought about last night. I wondered how tonight could possibly be better. With a sigh, I toweled off and went to order the strawberries.

With the strawberries ordered, I searched for something to wear, something sexy, yet subtle. I hadn't really packed for seduction, though, and the only thing I had was my satin camisole with matching shorts. They were beautiful, though, in a deep crimson with slits on each side of the shorts that went all the way to the waist band. Not quite as subtle as I would have liked, but they would have to do.

As I'm calling down to the front desk for more towels, there's a knock on my door. I quickly tell the front desk what I want, hang up and, after grabbing a robe, went to let in Room Service. I took the tray over to the table by the balcony doors, then paced nervously as I awaited Emma.

A knock startled me, and I slowly made my way to the door. I took a deep breath and opened the door. She stood there, as beautiful as I remembered, holding towels. I was speechless as I stepped back to allow her to enter.

"I see you ordered the strawberries!" she exclaimed with obvious delight. "We're going to have fun tonight!"

I laughed, headed to the mini bar and poured us each a glass of wine. I desperately needed it, and as I drank, felt myself begin to relax. I watched out of the corner of my eye as Emma made her way over to the strawberries and whipped cream. I watched as she placed each bowl on the nightstand, then slowly turned towards me, holding out her hand. I walked towards her, exhilarated yet nervous. I took her hand and sat on the edge of the bed.

"You look beautiful. Red is a wonderful color for you, your pale skin and dark hair," she whispered.

"Thank you," I replied, my voice sounded husky to my ears, I almost felt as if I couldn't really speak.

Then, as I watched in astonishment, she began to slowly undress, even more seductively than the night before. First, she slipped out of her shoes, kicking them aside. Her fingers began to unbutton her dress, she started at the top, and worked her way down to the bottom of her skirt. She'd been careful to hold the dress together until the last button was undone, then she slipped off one shoulder, then the other, inching the top down just enough to let me see she wasn't wearing a bra. I could feel myself growing more aroused and wetter with each glimpse of skin she bared to me. I couldn't wait to touch her, to feel her body against mine! She let the dress fall open to her waist before she let it fall to the floor. She stood there in front of me in nothing but a pair of black lace panties.

I was having serious difficulty breathing now, my breaths coming in shallow gasps. I reached out to touch her, only to have her dance away. She shook her head, smiled at me, and pushed me to my back. She slowly slid my shorts off, smiling as she saw how ready I was for her, next came my camisole. She told me not to move, and grabbed the bowl of strawberries.

"Close your eyes Anita" she whispered.

I didn't want to take my eyes off her, but I did what she asked. I felt the bed shift with her weight as she sat down by my legs. I brought my knees up, hoping she'd settle in between them. She didn't disappoint me, and I felt her fingers on my thighs, thrilling me deep inside. I felt her shift, and resisted an urge to open my eyes. I could feel her cheek graze my inner thigh, and her breath against my swollen clit. What I felt next made my eyes fly open wide in shock, she had taken a strawberry and was rubbing the rounded nub against my pussy. The coldness of it, the roughness of the seeds was an amazing sensation against the softness of my wet folds.

She expertly used her tongue and teeth to hold that berry as she circled it around my clit, my pussy, up and down. I writhed beneath her ministrations, having never experienced anything like this before! I tangled my fingers in her long, chestnut hair. I gasped and moaned in excitement as her thumb found my hard, throbbing clit and rubbed gently as she fucked me with her strawberry. I felt it moving in and out of me, growing wetter with my juices. She moved faster and faster, my body tensed as my orgasm coursed through my entire body and I screamed out her name. She crawled up my body, causing me to shudder as she grazed along my breasts. As I looked at her, she smiled, showing me the strawberry still between her teeth. I sat up as far as I could and kissed her, stealing that berry for myself. I savored the sweetness of the fruit and my own juices, it was the best strawberry I'd ever had!

As I kissed her, our tongues entwined, I reached down to grab her breasts. Her nipples were so hard and she groaned as I pinched one before moving down her body, caressing her ribs, her stomach to the top of her panties. I rolled her over and climbed on top of her, trailing kisses down her body and used my teeth to pull her panties off. I grabbed a large strawberry, and as I let my tongue slowly caress her slick thighs I inserted the berry into her pussy, drenching it in her wetness before feeding it to her. She moaned and I slipped two fingers between her slit.

While my tongue circled along her clit, I fucked her hard. Her body shuddered and I let my tongue dip inside with my fingers quickly before sneaking down to play at her ass. With this she bucked hard against me, my tongue slipping inside to fuck her ass while I inserted another finger. I could feel her dripping onto my tongue as she thrust her hips harder, getting me deeper inside her holes. My excitement was fueled by her hands on my head, holding me hard against her pussy, her legs clenched around me so hard I barely heard her scream as her orgasm gushed over my fingers and tongue. I removed my tongue from her ass and licked up to her sensitive clit. Her body spasmed and forced my fingers from her, causing even more of her to flow down my hand.

I began to lick her from my fingers, but as I had done the night before, she grabbed me and our tongues once again danced along cum soaked fingers. As she kissed me, she giggled and said, "We still have whipped cream!"

Part 3
I lay back on the bed, watching Emma’s body move as she reached for the whipped cream. She was so beautiful, I still couldn’t believe she’d come back to me tonight. I watched her breasts sway as she stretched across the bed to the nightstand, the way her ass perked up when she had the bowl and moved back to sit next to me.

"God, you are so beautiful," I say to her, reaching out to touch her.

She blushed, "Thank you, Anita. I find you very beautiful, too."

She dips a finger into the cream, and slowly rubs my lips, as if she were putting lipstick on me. I watched as she leaned down to me, and let out a moan as her tongue licked the whipped cream from my lips. I couldn’t believe how my body was responding again so soon, just from her touch on my lips! Her tongue parted my lips, and I tasted the cream that coated her tongue, all the more delicious because I could still taste myself. She pulled back and reached her fingers back into the bowl and, scooping out more cream, began to coat my breasts. I sat up, ignoring her protests to lie back, and drew her head to my breasts. I let her lick me clean, savoring her tongue and mouth on my nipples. They grew almost painfully hard at her expertise and I moaned aloud when her tongue flicked back and forth between them. When she was finished, I told her to lay back.

I just stared at her for a moment, taking every tiny detail of her body. I didn’t want to forget even a single moment of this, and I certainly didn’t want to have to get back to my life tomorrow. I wished I could stay in this moment forever.

Emma watched me watching her, "Why so serious? What are you thinking?" she asked.

With a sigh I said, "I was thinking how beautiful you are, that I want to remember everything about tonight. I don’t want to go home tomorrow."

She smiled, "Let’s not worry about that! We have the whole night ahead of us, please, let’s enjoy each other while we can."

I grinned, realizing she’s right. With a wicked gleam in my eye, I reached for the bowl of strawberries that were still on the bed. I picked out the plumpest, juiciest one I could find and began to squeeze it over her chest. She gasped as the cool juices hit her hot flesh, her back arching causing the juice to run under her breasts. I trailed the juice down to her belly, watching it pool in her cute little belly button. Still further, I let the sweet juice trail all the way to her clit, watching it mix with the traces of our wetness.

I straddled her legs and held her arms over her head with my hands as I stretched over her body. I lowered my head to her nipples, gently blowing on the cool juice that covered them. As her nipples grew hard, I sucked one, then the other, reveling in the taste the strawberry left on her. I let my tongue follow the trail I made with the berry, stopping at her belly button. I teased circles around it, dipping my tongue into the pool of juice. I moaned at the deliciousness of it, her body shuddering under mine. I let go of her arms to bring my hands down to play with her breasts, loving how hard her nipples were. As I licked and teased her belly button, I pinched her nipples. She arched her hips towards me and I felt the stickiness against my own hips.

She moaned, begging for more, for me to go lower. I obliged her, leaving her belly to delve further into her sweetness.

I sucked the juice from her clit, my fingers finding her soaking wet hole and slipping two inside her. As I fucked her, hard and fast, I let my tongue dance along her clit, sending her body into a convulsing frenzy. I could sense she was close, and I pulled back, not ready for her to cum yet. She cried out at this and tangled her fingers into my hair, trying to force my mouth back to her pussy. I just grabbed her wrists, and told her I wasn’t finished yet. Sitting up, I grabbed the whipped cream. Slowly I began to cover her body, from breasts to clit in the delicious sweetness. She moaned as I circled her breasts with my fingertips, and irresistibly pinched. I painted her firm stomach, feeling her sharp intake of breath as I neared her clit. Grabbing more cream, I let my fingers trail down her pussy, coating her already slick lips. She squirmed beneath me, her thighs rubbing against my own swollen pussy. Finally, even I couldn’t take anymore and began to devour her cream covered body.

I let my body fall upon hers, stomach to stomach, clit to clit as I licked and kissed her breasts. The whipped cream was now smearing all over both of us, making us slip and slide against each other across the bed. We laughed as we rolled around, each of us kissing and tasting whatever part of our bodies came near out mouths. I turned around, placing my thighs on either side of her head and lowered my pussy to her waiting mouth.

We each grabbed the others hips in an almost practiced unison, as I dove into her waiting sex. She slid her fingers inside of me as I reached around her slim legs to find her ass. After lubricating my finger with her dripping juices, I slowly inserted my finger into that tight hole. The cries she let out at this vibrated against me, and I almost came right then and there. Each lick of her pussy coating my finger more, making it easier to slide in and out of her ass. Each thrust of her tongue forced my finger deeper into her.

Sucking at her clit, while she relentlessly fucked my pussy, I took a chance and inserted another finger into her ass. The sensation was too much for her, and her whole body clenched under mine as she rode wave after wave of orgasm, her juices gushing from her body, forcing my fingers from her. She tasted so wonderful, so sweet, and feeling what I’ve done to her body, feeling her buck against me sent me into a frenzy. My body convulsed, as my own orgasm seemed as if it would never end. She drank me, lapping up all the juices that flowed from my body, each lick driving me insane. As we rode this endless wave together, I thought of how I never wanted this to end.

With a shiver, and final licks, we were both finally spent. I reluctantly rolled off of her body and turned myself around to lay my head near hers.

"Oh Emma, you are so wonderful," I whisper to her, laying a gentle kiss on her shoulder.

She sighed, and with a tear in her eye, smiled and said, "I’ve never had a better lover, someone who touched my body like you do. Now I am sad, and wishing you didn’t have to leave."

I wiped at her tears, and whispered, "I think I have some vacation time coming, and I think now would be the perfect time to use it."

The smile this produced made me so happy, and I knew I wouldn’t be able to leave this woman anytime soon. We cuddled close, and with our arms around each other fell into a relaxed sleep, knowing tomorrow would be a new day for us to explore each other even more.