One Night Stand_(2)

Having become stranded after reporting a story for the 10 pm news, Christine finds her car won’t start so she called me for help.
I send my limo to pick her up and bring her to my place. Christine and I spent a weekend together at the Win Star Casino and Resort after she was hired at my TV station in Dallas. Christine is a beautiful Korean reporter, with a gorgeous body that turns men’s heads. Christine gulps, looking down at her alcoholic drink and tucking a piece of hair behind her ear. She sips her drink slowly looking over at me again. I’m sitting away from her at the bar in my condo. Christine is about to look away, I look up and my eyes catch hers. She feels heat run across her cheeks and bite her bottom lip to stop from sighing.

I set my drink on the bar walking over to her, I smirked at her as I sat down next to her. ” Hi Christine, why did you call me for help?” ” John, I have not seen you in a long time.” She replies. I take Christine through a side door into a hall then into a bedroom. My left hand is up her blouse resting at her hips and my right hand grips her ass as I push her against the wall. M mouth sucking on her throat and biting into her neck right above her shoulder. Christine moans, as heat spreads through her body like a warm breeze. My hand slides up from her ass slipping under her blouse to follow my other hand. They blaze their way up her stomach and sides reaching her arm pits they take the blouse off letting it fall to the floor. The bra she is wearing is dark blue and strapless covering her breasts.

I let go of her throat smiling at her then bending to kiss her mouth. My lips are like fire making hers tingle with heat; the rest of her body as well is dry kindle. My right hand removes her bra; followed by my left hand taking her breast in my palm squeezing, tightly, closing my fist over her tit. Christine is shaking with the pain and pleasure shooting up her spine and her memories of the first time with me at the resort experiencing the rough sex, she shivers again. My other hand slides down to her ass teasing the slightly exposed crack from her raised skirt. My fingers on her breast loosen only to squeeze her nipple between two fingers and she moans again. I move my hand letting it crawl over her stomach to work at the button of her skirt as my other hand unzips it. In seconds I have her skirt off and on top of her blouse. Christine is now in nothing but a thong. Her ass and back scrapes against the wall as I push her against it. I bite her neck again, a different spot this time, slightly under her chin.

She grinds her hips against my hard cock which my tight black jeans hardly hold.