Chapter 6: DC Again

It was way too early to check in when I finally arrived at the marbled lobby. Nell, the overly chipper receptionist, told me, “Oh, Mr. Franklin I see you are in the same room as last time you stayed with us, Room 213. But I’m sorry. The occupant of that room has yet to check out. I can get you another room if you would like?”

“No, I’ll wait. Is there any way you can get me a key to the other room I reserved?” I asked with no expectation of a positive reply.

“Again, I’m sorry but...” Nell started in a cheery tone.

I cut her off before she could say anything more, “It’s my finance’s birthday and I’d like to surprise her. Please, you wouldn’t deny an old guy time with his betrothed?” The look on the young girl’s face told me she had no idea what betrothed was, but it did help in selling the old thing.

She studied her monitor closely before looking back up at me. “I see you’re going to be in the adjoining room...” she started.

“Yes, we keep the doors open between them all the time,” I informed her hoping, it would help in swaying her decision.

“Why didn’t you just get the executive suite instead of the two rooms? It’s bigger than the two rooms together and would take fewer points.” Nell asked.

“Because I didn’t think of it?” I stated as a question. “Cause I rarely go, first-class, when I travel.”

“Well, we women like a little first-class every now and then,” Nell said like she was sharing words of wisdom. Waving a room key card in front of me she added, “If you promise the next time you take her to a hotel you go first class, you can have the key.”

A snake strike couldn’t have been faster getting the card, “I promise, and thanks.”

“OK then. And if she likes coffee take her some.” Nell demanded of me.

“Oh, she does that. But I have to go to the bar to get the kind she likes the most.” I said, the card waving back and forth in the air as I headed to the bar. With a coffee and Bailey’s, I headed to the room. The occupants, of the room I would have later that day, were leaving with their suitcases in hand as I approached room 215. I put the key card up to the reader and lifted the door handle.

I had passed through the doorway before I remembered I hadn’t knocked. So I said, “Knock, Knock.” Jackie didn’t respond to my notification, I was in the room. I noticed she hadn’t opened the adjoining room door or even moved in the bed at my announcement. Had I not seen her chest rise and fall under the white sheet, I might have thought she was dead. With all the information I had, I planned a joke.

I banged on the adjoining room door, doing the best I could to make it sound like I was on the other side of the door. “Booty call,” I said loudly. I did the same thing a second time before hiding in the bathroom.

From the bed came, “What ... What the hell?” There was a rustling on the bed and Jackie went to the door. The bottom of her ass cheeks where they joined up with her silken-looking legs weren’t covered by her long sleep shirt. The thin material of the shirt drooped smoothly across the hemispheres that made up her butt. It also clung to the softball-sized mounds on her chest and poked out with the cones on the top of them. The fact that she had no undergarments was definitely not missed by me. Knowing that should’ve put an end to my plan, but it didn’t.

Standing at the interconnecting door she pressed her ear to it. Not hearing anything from the other side she started sniffing loudly. The aroma of coffee I had brought with me was finally recognized and to herself, she said, “What ... Coffee?”

At the voiced recognition of the coffee I brought, I jumped out of the darkened bathroom next to her. Like a Halloween prank, I said, “Boo”

Beyond startled all the way to frightened, she fled back to the bed shrieking, “Get out of here ... Help.” Her shirt bounding up as she ran to bed giving me a lavish view of her buns going up and down and her hips going back and forth. Her pussy hair was clearly visible with her body laid out across the bed her feet still on the floor, reaching for the phone on the bedside night table.

I saw the moisture start as her labia started fattening. It was like she was getting excited by the intruder in the room. If that was the case. I knew in the future, I do something similar and not immediately say, “Jackie it’s OK. It’s only me Joe.”

Rolling over on the bed made her landing strip with short grass to the sides even more evident, with her shirt riding up to her belly button. She seemed unaware she was flashing me so fully, remaining on her back saying, “Fuck Joe. That wasn’t nice. You gave me fucking heart attack.” Her chest was heaving under the thin nightshirt. “And how did you get in here?”

Not wanting to get Nell in trouble for doing something nice for me, I answered, “Ancient Chinese secret.”

Sitting up she said, “Screw the ancient Chinese secret.” It was then her hands quickly pulled her shirt down covering the groomed cunt hair. She was scarlet red by the time I sat on the bed next to her and cautiously put my arm around her shoulder. She scooted herself up tight into me. “Don’t do that again. You scared me to death.”

“Sorry about that, it was just a little fun. Does the fact I brought coffee get me out of the dog house?” I asked squeezing her shoulder and patting her bare thigh quickly.

She jumped up, “I knew I smelled coffee.”

“Yes, and it’s just the way you like it, with Baileys,” I said watching her butt swish as she rounded the corner into the bathroom.

From inside the bathroom, I heard Jackie say, “Mmm ... Better than sex.”

“I wouldn’t go that far. Or you’re doing it wrong.” I gave it a second before teasing. “Oh that’s right you’re not doing it at all, so in your case, that is probably true.”

“Oh bite me.” She said her head sticking out of the doorway.

“Come out here and I will. Otherwise, you want to get your shower so we can go to the zoo?” I asked again teasing her.

I didn’t hear anything more from her but did hear the shower fire up. I sat back on the chair in the corner of the room my feet up on the bed. I was still in that position when Jackie with wet hair again stuck her head out around the door frame. “I didn’t bring any clothes with me into the bathroom.”

“So come on out and get dressed. I promise I won’t look.”

She threw a hand towel at me. “Put that over your eyes.”

“No,” I stated unequivocally. “You either believe me or you don’t.”

“Ok fine but you promised.” She sounded unsure she had believed my answer.

“I said I did,” I replied leaning my head back again and closing my eyes. It was one of the hardest things to do as I heard Jackie rummaging around in her suitcase. I hoped that my patience would be rewarded with not only a full view of her body but the permission to explore it.

A few minutes later I heard Jackie say, “Ok, you can open them.”

She looked beautiful in a floral dress like the one she had worn to the museum, the last time I was with her, but with a different pattern. As an added bonus, her still damp brown hair was pulled up on top of her head above her ears in cute dog ears. She was a perfect combination of sexy grown women and the Brittany Spears teenage sexually promiscuous yet innocent tart. I let her know what I thought of her appearance, “You are absolutely stunning. Beautiful and sexy all rolled into one.”

She blushed turning even her upper chest red, “Thank you. I hoped you’d like it.”

“I really do. But what do you say we go get some food and then see some pandas.” I needed us out of the room before I said or did something I would regret later.

“Good, I’m famished. You scared all the food out of me.” Jackie then held up her foot in its white tennis shoe. I know she wanted me to look at the shoe but I was more interested in the curve and musculature of her calf. “I got these so I could walk further than last time without my feet getting tired.”

Hoping my staring at her freshly shaved leg didn’t get noticed I said, “Good because tonight it’s my feet that are going to get rubbed. I think it can be part of my promised massage. But I do love the shoes.”

Her smile stayed radiant while we walked the hall to the elevator. I let her get into the car first which made me ninety-nine percent sure she had no undergarments on. It was easy to see her breasts were unrestrained by a bra by the way they jostled and jiggled so seductively while she walked. Her lack of panties was only an educated guess. She hadn’t taken long to dress in the first place. Plus, there weren’t any sounds like panties snapping into place or being dragged along her long sculpted legs. The lack of panty lines was the last indication. I know she could’ve had a thong on but the dress hugged her ass so completely from the waist down. I think if her butt cheeks had goosebumps, I would’ve been able to count them the material was so lightweight and thin.

Her look got her plenty noticed in the hotel’s dining room and again on the Metro. On the Metro, I made sure I wrapped myself around her like a human shield in the overly crowded car. In such a car with what she had on, unwanted roaming hands were a possibility, so I removed the temptation from the others on the subway. Instead, I got the pleasure of feeling her charms. Her ass molded into my crotch where my dick hardened immediately, in turn stuffing her dress into her crack.

She didn’t say a word about the floral fabric stuck in her butt crack. She, instead, stepped over the crack between the train car and the landing and asked, “We get to see the pandas first, right?”

Tweaking her, I answered, “Reptiles first then pandas.” Jackie made a face at my suggestion all the while inconspicuously pulling on her dress below her hips. The fabric tightened across the curve of both cheeks while the fabric was drawn out, confirming again my guess she wasn’t wearing even

a thong. Freed of the cotton rubbing on the walls of her ass crack she skipped along a step ahead of me. Her bouncing dog ears looked cute enough to pull my attention from the exhibition of her skittering ass.

Her arms were extended out when she spun halfway around facing me, her dog ears flying out from her head as well. She continued skipping, though, backward, “You sure we can’t see the pandas first?” The view of her wiggling ass was replaced by her unrestrained jiggling tits. I wasn’t disappointed in the change of scenery, though my mouth watered a bit more at the site of her boob shake. She tried sweetening the pot, “I’ll even skip the foot rub when we get back if we go there first.”

“I don’t recall saying you were getting one of those. I, on the other hand, was promised a back massage,” I pointed out to the lovely form bounding along backward.

“But you were going to give me one when I asked,” She sounded delightful despite the presumption of her statement. “So I won’t ask.”

“Interesting how you are negotiating with something you don’t actually have. You do this with your customers too?” Her grin ear to ear acknowledged she did. “Oh, you do. Well, how about I get a full body massage instead of just my back and we’ll go to the elephants first then the pandas.”

“Throw in skipping the reptiles altogether and you have a deal,” she said spinning back around and watching where she was walking.

I kind of wished she had stayed facing me. I like firm bounding up and down of ass cheeks, but I love small perky tits jiggling. And hers had the added bonus of pokies, “Deal.” It was a deal, I broke pretty much as soon as we were in the park. We had to walk by the entrance to the panda plaza before coming to the elephants I said, “I change my mind let’s go here first.”

Jackie jumped into me wrapping her arms around my neck and toned legs around the back of my knees pulling her lightly covered body into me. I felt her small chest compress against mine with her points jabbing me as well. There was a delicious heat to her body I could feel through the cotton dress. Her puckered lips originally pressed a couple times on my cheek followed by a “Thank you ... Thank you ... Thank you.” I would have said what happened next was my fault had I turned my head towards the kisses on my cheek. But I didn’t, I only took the firm globes I had enjoyed watching walk around in my hands kneading them while holding her up. She is the one that pressed her lips to mine, first for a quick kiss. Then for a lingering one. Where she ran her tongue along my lips and dared to flick the tip of mine.