3. Room 1313

Room 1313

I hate wearing dresses. They make me feel vulnerable and I don’t like feeling that way. But tonight I’m wearing this sequined monstrosity, okay fine, it’s not that bad. I had to choose between red and green and, of course, its Christmas so I chose the red one. I will admit it is flattering and I’ve been getting a lot of heated looks tonight, but in the end it’s uncomfortable. I prefer my jeans. I could have worn some fancy jeans, but my BFF Katie decided that wouldn’t do for the office party.

The venue is rather interesting and they say it’s haunted, maybe they should have done a costume party instead. I could have come as Mrs. Claus and touch Santa inappropriately.

But there’s no one worth touching at this office party. I should have stayed home. The only thing making this trip worth it is the open bar. Actually, the bartender is giving me the stink eye from his station. What does he care how much I drink? I didn’t drive here and don’t intend to drive home. There are rideshares for that.

One of my co-workers, Elise, comes up to me.

“How much have you had to drink, Sam?”

“I got a good buzz going, why?”

“You look like you’re going to pass out at any minute.”

“You’re exaggerating.” I proclaim as I reach for my glass and it falls on its side, all the juicy alcohol dripping on the table. Ok, maybe my hand, eye coordination has been affected.

Elise is not really my friend, but also not my enemy. She’s very neutral in all her relationships at work, which is why the boss loves her.

“Okay, you’ve had enough, Sam. Wait here while I get you something.”

Whatever it is, I’m hoping it’s not coffee because I actually like my buzz. It’s making being here more palatable. Here’s hoping Elise forgets about me and goes to hound someone else. But no, here she comes, her features full of intent. I’m not getting out of whatever she has in store for me.

“Here.” She hands me a keycard for one of the hotel rooms here. Room 1313.

“Why are you giving me this?, I can’t afford to stay here!” We just got a bonus and I don’t intend to spend it all on a hotel stay, as much as I would love to do that.

“We reserved a few rooms in case something like this happened.” She points to my spilled drink, which the waiter has not come to either clean or refill. I’m filing a complaint. “Come on, let me take you upstairs.”

“I’m not that drunk!” I pretty much shout so loud everyone turns to look at me and I cringe inside. Ok maybe I am. Elise takes me by the arm and starts pulling me in the direction of the elevators. I’ve managed to make a fool of myself in front of everyone. I’ll be the talk of the office come next Monday.

“Loosen up your hold, Elise, you’re hurting me.” The intent look on her face softens, and she eases her grip on me. We go into the elevator and she pushes the button for the 13th floor. Isn’t that bad luck? I’m pretty sure it is, but my eyelids are starting to droop and I wobble on my feet. I need to sit down.

Elise opens the door with the keycard and ushers me in. I slip off my shoes and make a vee for the bed and tumble on it fully dressed.

“Are you going to be okay by yourself?” Elise asks.

“Yes, thank you.” I mumble. Then I hear the door click closed and I’m engulfed in darkness.

I think I’m in a dream. Perhaps because it feels so strange to have someone caressing my leg. I know I didn’t come up here with anyone, so it has to be a dream. But it feels so good, I want whomever it is to keep going.

The touch is light, but firm, and it keeps going up my leg towards my sex. I feel a warmth there from being touched after all this time. My skirt is being pulled up to show my panties and my breath is taken away when I feel the crotch of my panties being moved aside.

Warm breath covers my mound and I shudder at the amazing feeling it causes. I don’t dare open my eyes. Will I wake up if I do? I don’t want this to end. I take a deep breath to calm myself and focus on the presence here with me, intent on giving me pleasure. I move my hips upwards a bit to encourage the attention and am rewarded with fluttering kisses up and down my slit.

I shift slowly and open my legs further. Whomever this is can have at me because I’m melting with desire. I feel a finger go up and down my slit, slathering my juices. Should I be embarrassed that I’m this wet already? Or that I don’t even know who is intent on giving me pleasure? Perhaps. But right now I don’t really care.

The hot wet feel of a tongue teases my opening and I gasp with delight. Then the straps of my dress are being pulled down and my full breasts are exposed. I feel my nipple being flicked and then sucked and I am startled. There’s more than one person here? Because my pussy is still being eaten with long languid strokes while my breasts are being teased. That is totally hot!

My hips start moving in time with the strokes of their tongue and I wish I could grab their hair to get them closer to my sex, but I don’t want to interrupt this incredible torture. My whimpers fill up the room and I wonder why I was the lucky one to receive all this attention. The mouth at my core is speeding up and teasing my clit, making a coil start twisting in my center.

It’s something that once you start feeling you know you need to go after because once it’s impossibly twisted, it will explode, sending pleasure from your core all over your body and extremities. And that’s why I can’t stop myself from reaching down and grab them. Except my hands are grabbed and pulled up above my body.

I struggle a little, but the force holding me is firm. Frustrated, I push my breasts up to get some attention to them once more. Looks like my uninvited guest has some dominance issues. But I don’t mind one bit because I’m still being eaten out and I’m getting close to my release. My moans increase in volume and my hips are going wild. That’s when I feel my clit being sucked, and it makes my inner coil of pleasure unravel violently.

My orgasm is so powerful it leaves me shaking, and all of a sudden I don’t feel the presence anymore. Am I awake? Breathless, I look at the clock and it says it’s 3 a.m. and right now I’m utterly alone, yet sated.

I don’t know what just happened, but I quickly disrobe and go back to sleep, in the hopes that they’ll be back once more.