Sex At Work

Kasey hates slow days at the boutique hotel. Her friend thrives on them. A guest leaves his number. She waits until her shift ends, then calls. Jax opens the door in a robe. She steps inside without a word. The robe drops. She takes his cock in one smooth motion. He grows heavy on her tongue. She drops lower, lips sealing around each ball, sucking gently, then harder, until his breath turns ragged. She returns to the shaft, cheeks hollowing, spit trailing down to her fist. He lifts her onto the desk, legs apart. She grips the edge while he pushes in. She stays wet the whole time. Her bush brushes his skin on every thrust. He flips her over the same desk, her stomach flat, ass up. One hand holds her hip, the other presses between her shoulder blades. He fucks her until her voice cracks. She comes first, legs shaking. He pulls out, strokes once, and finishes across her lower back. She stays still, breathing, the room quiet again.