Down but Not Out Ch. 03

Birches Resort on East Lake was an upscale yet rustic hotel and event venue located in the Belgrade lakes region of central Maine. It was one of my favorite venues as a wedding photographer. I loved the upscale rustic but still modern setting. Unfortunately the pandemic and the ensuing economic climate brought it to an early end.

Christine Reed was their event planner at the time. Young, energetic and full of enthusiasm. She had only been in the job a year at The Birches after doing a few years during college working in a hotel in Portland. She was a beautiful woman, mid-height, long dark hair shot with gold and red highlights, mesmerizing blue-green eyes, and a figure that makes men break into a sweat. She told me she had no shortage of offers from clients to visit their rooms, before, during, and after events they attended, and even told me of one she took up to their mutual enjoyment. She had a zest for life, which is my way of saying she was a very sexual person when you got to know her, and that I had over the past month. She even had a small epiphany when we had finally taken that step and realized she was submissive, and enjoyed being told what to do in bed. Despite being forthright enough to ask or even orchestrate situations where she would be treated as such. During that encounter, she'd teased me back to hardness from our first encounter and acted like she was done when she had cum. I pulled her back by her hair, pinning her to my chest, my finger stroking her clit as I drove my cock into her mercilessly. I whispered in her ear that she wasn't done until I was. She later sat at my kitchen table and meekly stated that it was the most mind-blowing orgasm she'd ever had.

Chrissy and I had been conversing through text, email and a few late night phone calls to get things ready for her big debut post of her professional photos on her fan site. I had spent the past week editing, resizing and watermarking the images for her with her own info so they were ready for her to post.

I'm glad we'd worked out a three month deal since this amount of work for free would be a hit to my bottom line. The deal we had was more than equitable, but I wasn't sure it was sustainable. She had offered herself to me, quid pro quo, for my time and skill, and after the first night, and having stopped by on Sunday to make additional compensation, I wasn't sure I could keep up at my age. She was a sexual dynamo at her peak and I was pushing forty-five.

I'd set up a file share site where she could just download the finished product ready to post. I even recommended a few things like posting a teaser to up sell a bundle of photos. She said she wanted to get more types of shoots and brought her lingerie collection over on Sunday, laying some of it out and modeling some of it before it was cast aside for more pleasant pursuits.

One of my favorites was a set she had in red, but not brassy bold, more of a raspberry red with a soft white undertone to it. I knew it would look terrific when I saw it laid out on the bed. It was a lacy thong, she even had a red lace bralette in the same color, I wish it had a garter belt so we could have paired it with some white stockings and said as much. She said she'd check the site she purchased it from to see if one was available. She did have that combination in black lace and I thought that would work well for an idea I had. I found the accessory items I wanted for the costume online and ordered them for our next shoot. They consisted of a set of tuxedo collar and cuffs only. When I told her the idea to shoot at the bridal suite of her former workplace she grinned ear to ear and agreed instantly.

She had a deal with the security guard that was assigned to keep an eye on The Birches while it was closed down. One guard roamed the property occasionally but mostly sat in an on site office and surfed the web all day. The place was unmanned in the evening, but alarms were set and the company was on-call for any incidents. She was stopping by regularly to clean and organize the bridal suite into a photo set for us to use. We had finalized a best day for the shoot, the weather was warming, the days getting longer as spring came to its eventual end. I picked her up bright and early on Monday morning. She had packed a rolling suitcase and toted a cooler down the driveway to meet me.

"Are you moving out?" I asked with a grin as I popped the back of my SUV open. I helped her stow the bag and cooler and she got in.

"I wish. Though I'm not sure the boyfriend is sticking around much longer. She's finally getting sick of his lazy ass. She works two jobs to support them and he can't seem to keep one from one week to the next. He just sits around playing video games and smoking weed when he has the money to buy it. She stopped letting him smoke her paychecks a month ago."

I handed her a tall mocha and a little bag from the coffee shop. Her eyes went wide.

"You need to keep your strength up." I said. She ooh'ed at the site of the chocolate croissant in the bag.

"Keep spoiling me like this and I'm going to get fat."

"I have a foolproof way to keep you burning calories."

She grinned ear to ear, "Yeah you do." She bit into the pastry as I turned onto the road that would lead us toward the lake.

We just listened to the radio for a while when Chrissy broke the silence.

"Bella keeps asking where I'm going. She thinks I've got a side piece I'm not telling her about." She let out a breathy laugh. "She's not far off." Her hand reached over and squeezed my thigh.

"She doesn't work during the day?"

"She does hair during the day when she can get appointments. Economy is hitting her hard there, that's why she waits tables at the bar with me most nights." Chrissy was quiet for a moment. "I told her I may not be back tonight."

"Now she's sure you've got something going on." I laughed.

"Yeah, she cornered me in my room until I spit it out. So, I told her what I was doing."

"How did she react?"

"Well she was the one that took the pics of me the first time so I don't think it was much of a shock until she made me show her the pics you took."

"Oh?"

"She seemed okay at first. She hit me with the same warnings you did that first day in the coffee shop, how once I go down this path, I won't be able to erase this stuff from the Internet and it will be used against me some day. She asked me why I would be doing this as if she didn't understand that I wanted to get my own place, get myself a decent car so I could support myself and maybe, just maybe pay back my school loans. While I was at Birches I was making double payments, I've had to defer due to financial hardship since."

I placed my hand on hers and gave it a little squeeze. "Did she understand?"

"She did when I told her what a couple girls I've been talking to told me how much they made online. They put effort into it, not just some half-assed pics with their phones, costumes, settings," she swallowed audibly, "requests. Some of them even branch into full on porn, but I told Bella I wasn't going that way. I wanted to do solo glamour with maybe a little play to start out with and see how well I do."

"What were they saying you could make?" I was genuinely curious now that I had a look around the site.

"One girl said to be realistic. If I'm only offering cheesecake as she put it, maybe a thousand to start, if I kept at it and worked towards more subscribers and such I could easily double it in a few months. She's even offered to do referrals and telling fans about me. I was surprised at the kind of support some of the creators give one another."

"I'm curious. Did you ask if or how much it increases once you go from R rated to X rated content?"

"We talked a bit. I might dabble a little in between, maybe make it special content for extra money. I'm still toying with the idea of how far I want to take it."

"Well nothing we've shot veers out of the way of what they used to call Playboy content, sexy nudes but no spread legs, no playing with yourself. I think it's a good way to introduce yourself. A few themed shoots like this one should be good for that."

"Um. I thought we might bring a little more heat than that today."

I glanced over and she had an impish look in her eyes and her lower lip between her teeth.

"Oh?"

"Uh huh." Her hands slid down between my thighs and began rubbing.

I laughed. "If you want any work out of me, you'd better not get me started."

Chrissy laughed and slid her hand into neutral territory giving my thigh a squeeze.

I pulled onto the access road for the resort and came up to a fairly new metal gate blocking the road. "I think we have a problem."

"No problem, wait a second." She got out of the car and went to the gate and pulled the lock off and opened it waving me through. She closed it and slipped the lock back on before jogging back to the car.

"Frank doesn't lock it when he's here in case he needs assistance, cops, fire, stuff like that. He just keeps out the nosy people by keeping it shut. He said they had to put it in when they found day trippers out here using the outdoor facilities to have barbecues, swim in the lake, go canoeing, or hiking."

"I thought that private property, no trespassing sign was new."

We came around a bend and the property opened up into a broad lawn on our left and the lake beyond. The building looked in good shape if a little dusty from lack of use. Chrissy directed me to a parking area on the far side where there was a private security firm vehicle parked. She had me back in next to it but told me to leave a space between us. I had brought more equipment this time since we were shooting indoors. I had a couple lights, reflectors in a large case. She said we'd need to check in with Frank before we start roaming around.

Chrissy went up to the side door which clearly went into an office area by the signage above the door. She produced a keychain with a birch tree logo on it and unlocked the side door ushering me in before her. We walked down a short hall and she poked her head in the door calling out his name.

"Frank?"

"Hey Sugar, long time no see." He called back. We rounded a corner into a medium sized office with a couple desks. On the wall was a large television monitor with camera views around the property, including one of the door way we'd just entered. A few of them were pretty dark since I assumed the lighting was off in those areas. The view shifted as the images changed camera views. There were a few long shots of corridors with partial lighting, stairwells and the like.

"I was just here a few days ago. Rob, this is Frank, my guardian angel." She gave the heavyset older guard a hug around the shoulders. "Frank, this is my other guardian angel Rob Sewall." She lowered her voice and added, "He's the one who's going to take the dirty pictures of me upstairs." Both of them laughed and Chrissy looked up at me over his shoulder. "I tried to get Frank to take a peek at me on the site but he's afraid his wife will find it on his phone. So I was going to print up a couple images he can hide here at work to remind him of the sacrifice he made for me."

"Well if I had known, I could have brought some with me." I said shaking his hand. I noticed he had a small tablet on the desk. "Does your wife go through the tablet to keep tabs on you?"

"Nah I just use it to read. I get books online from the library to keep me occupied. She doesn't care about that. I hardly ever take it home since I can download them here."

"Well I can see about putting a few of those photos on there in a hidden folder if you like."

Frank's eyes lit up for a moment. "That's not necessary." He patted Chrissy's hand on his shoulder. "I'm just glad I can help out."

"You don't need to hide your interest you dirty old man." She leaned down and kissed him on the cheek. "But we need to haul some stuff inside and get to work. How late are you here today?"

"Four-thirty like every other day. I'll leave the gate unlocked if you're still here, just lock it when you leave. Okay?"

"We can do that." She gave him another peck and motioned me out the door.

We went back out to the car and started pulling our gear out of the back. It took a couple trips as we walked through the darkened hallways and used the elevator to get to the third floor. We disembarked on the floor and there was a wide spot about half way down the hallway with two doors separated by a few feet in a small alcove. One was labeled the Loon Suite, the other was Black Bear Suite, both with stylized carvings above the name plaques.

"We're in the Loon Suite, it's the one best decorated for a bridal suite. You should know that. You've already had some fun in here." She smiled and set her gear down and put her key to the door and opened it. Light poured from the room into the hallway and I was suddenly hit with déja vu. The memory of fucking Michelle on her wedding day came back to me and I felt a twitch in my slacks, my cock seemed to remember too.

"With any luck I can have some more fun later."

"Luck will have nothing to do with it." She winked over her shoulder at me and looked at the bed. "I'll be holding that same bedpost while I beg you to rail me like she did. I'm going to be spending the day making sure you can't say no."

"Challenge accepted." I said under my breath. Chrissy must have heard because she laughed.

"Okay so I have a room service cart right inside the door of the other suite so I can pretend to be pushing it into the room. Should we start with the black tux look first? I have some killer black velvet heels to go with that outfit." She started pulling off her clothes without waiting for an answer. She opened the hidden closet door and hung her dress up and closed it.

I looked around and the room looked like it had been made up this morning, ready to go, not a speck of dust on the furniture, the bed linens looked freshly laundered. I whistled. "Damn, this place looks like it was gone over with a fine tooth comb."

"I practically did. I even went after any spider webs and dust bunnies lingering in the corners. It took me a full day, and a trip down to the laundry room with the bedding but it's as ready as I'll ever be. I'm going to get my hair and make up done. I was thinking messy bun would work great with my little tux pieces and the black lingerie. Then as I got more relaxed I'd reach up and let it down all sexy like." Her eyes flashed at me and I could already picture how it would look. I nodded and moved my cases to the hallway and turned to get a good view of the doorway where she would bring it in. I got my camera ready and started checking the light by taking a few test shots. I decided it was early enough and we had enough light do this without setting up the extra lights for now. I moved a few things around and turned a chair slightly so it would look more natural from this angle. It was a half hour before Chrissy came out of the huge bath, and my jaw nearly hit the floor.

Chrissy's hair was piled on top of her head in a loose bun with a few tendrils dangling down around her temple. She wore the little tuxedo collar with it's bow tie, a black lace bra, black lace garter belt and panties, and black lace topped stockings. The heels had a single strap around her ankle and made her look much taller. She turned around in front of me and the panties were a thong which nearly ended me before we started. Her ass looked better than I'd ever seen it. When she turned back I noted she'd gone with a dark red shade of lipstick and a dark mascara with no eye shadow.

"Do I look okay?"

"You look absolutely gorgeous."

A huge smile spread across her lips. "Thank you sir." She nodded and went out into the hall with her key and I heard the other door open. She wheeled a cart into the room and removed the large steel cover from an empty place setting. There was a plate and charger, flatware, and a champagne bucket on the cart. She went over to where she'd set the cooler and opened it up producing a container of strawberries, and a bottle of champagne. She wrapped and set the bottle in the bucket and went to the in room fridge and grabbed a tray of ice and poured it into the bucket. She then retrieved a tray of small dessert sponge cakes. She set one on the plate and opened the strawberries and started placing them on the dessert cake. She place a few on the plate around it too. She went back and put the berries back in the cooler and came back with a can of whipped cream.

"Pray I don't fuck this up too bad." She laughed and started shaking the can with amazing effect on her figure as her breasts nearly jumped out the top of her bra. She carefully swirled a little cone on the top, and then gave several shots around the cake onto the plate. She put the canister into the refrigerator. "We'll keep that cold for later." She made a funny face with her tongue hanging out.

"I think I should cover it and back it into the hall so we can get a shot of me coming in with it." I helped her guide it into the doorway and back up picking up my camera.

"It's really dark out there, is there a way to get those hall lights on?"

"Not from up here, they're controlled by a panel downstairs."

"Okay let's pull you part way into the door so the room light hits you." She pushed the cart over the threshold and stopped. She looked up an then down at herself. She straightened her bra slightly and then put her hands on the cart and looked up at me with a coquettish smile.

I started shooting.

"Where would sir like it?" She asked and her smile broadened. She pushed it a little closer and I told her by the low settee in front of the window with a low table between them. I moved around her quickly and turned on every single room light as she went towards the settee I asked her to stop and she gave me several great shots of her ass. She even looked at me over her shoulder in one and I nearly set the camera aside in favor of easing the throbbing in my slacks.

"Ugh this is going to be a long day." I said under my breath. I heard Chrissy giggle as she moved towards the chairs and turned the cart sideways and looked at me as she reached for the dome and drew it off the plate showing the dessert with a big smile. She bent and placed the dome on the shelf below, her ass forming a perfect heart which I got several shots of. She stood and skirted the cart and asked if she should be behind it for the champagne opening. I had her step around to the end of the cart again.

"There's no way we're going to lose sight of those legs and the real dessert, your ass, hiding it behind the cart. So stay here on the end and just angle slightly towards me."

"Really? I thought the real dessert was in the tent in your pants." She gave me a side long grin and reached for the bottle slowly hearing the shutter clicks. She slowly removed the foil and untwisted the cage and set it on the table and held the bottle like a sommelier with her thumb in the punt of the bottle and she took the cork in her left hand.

"Ready?" She asked.

"As I'll ever be."

She gave it a solid twist and it popped free in her hand, a small puff of vapor followed and she leaned down and poured a glass before replacing the bottle in the bucket. She then waved her hand over the cart like a game show hostess. "Dessert is served."

"If you think that's what I want for dessert, you're sadly mistaken." I said grinning.

She reached behind her back and popped the hook on her bra and hugged it to her chest as the straps slid down her arms. "I've got your dessert right here." She said as I snapped away.

"Yes you do." She played with the bra for a minute then tossed it over the back of the settee and took a sip of the champagne. "Drinking on the job already?" She gave me a sardonic look and set it down and reached for a strawberry from the back side of the plate and dipped it in the whipped cream and brought it to her lips parting them slightly.

"Hold it." I moved in a little closer and changed the angle of my shot and told her to go ahead. She opened wide enough to lick the whipped cream off. She bit the strawberry in half and puckered her lips like she'd just kissed it. She chewed it and swallowed and ran her tongue along her lip. She moved around and slid the cart aside a bit and laid on the settee and took the spoon filling it with whipped cream and dropped dollops on her hard nipples and grinned up at me.

"Ready for dessert Rob?"

"You're such a fucking tease."

She grinned and then looked down at the tent in my pants.

"I know I'm getting ready." Her expression went dark and heated which fit the shot perfectly. She took a finger and swiped the cream off one nipple and put the finger in her mouth looking right at me as she did. She did the same with the other nipple and all the smiles were gone, things had gone from fun to steamy in just a few moments. She sat up and began undoing the garters before reaching behind her back and unhooking the belt and laid it over the back of the settee next to her bra. She ran her hands up and down the inside of her thighs and over her stomach before looping her thumb into the waistband of her panties. "Do yo think I should stand or just slide them off here?" She asked, her voice taking on a husky note.

"Stand and turn around."

"Yes sir." She responded without a trace of sarcasm. I moved in a little closer and pushed the cart aside so I could see the full length of her terrific legs leading to that perfect ass. She straightened the stockings which held in place well without the garter before placing her thumbs into the waistband again. She began drawing them down slowly, the band sliding over her ass, the fabric between her cheeks went slack until she had the band around her thighs.

"Stop." She was bent over and the view was mesmerizing. I snapped several more shots moving this way and that before kneeling behind her. "Okay, down to the knees and stop." She went carefully over the stocking tops and nearly made it to her knees before the fabric came free. She was already wet and it was plainly visible.

"Now that's what I call dessert." I said my voice coming out breathy and desperate.

She let go of the panties and stepped out of them, holding herself steady on the settee.

"Can you grab a bath towel for me?" She asked.

I pulled the camera away and leaned in closer. "Don't! We have more work to do. You'll derail the entire day because I won't be able to stop you."

She was right. I stood, my dick hurt it was so hard, and I took swift steps to retrieve one of the plain white bath towels and returned. She hadn't moved, and was still bent over in front of the settee. She reached back and took it from me and spread it over the seat. She parted her legs giving me another terrific shot and I was beginning to think we may need to end this shoot quickly or I wasn't going to make it. Her hand appeared between her legs and she placed manicured fingers over her pussy hiding it from me and I took the shot as she suddenly parted her fingers opening herself up.

"Are you sure of this?" I asked, my voice hoarse with desire.

"Yes, take it."

I wanted to taste it, but I continued the shoot. One manicured finger pushed inside her tight pussy and I kept shooting. She buried it to the knuckle and drew it back out dripping wet. She ran it along her seam before standing. I was on my knees when she turned and offered me the finger. I took it hungrily in my mouth licking every drop until her finger was clean.

"Are you sure you're the submissive type?" I laughed, my breath coming in short gasps as I looked up at her from kneeling before her, happy she gave me a taste.

She gave me a lopsided grin, "yes sir," she pointed to the camera and then her cleft of her legs. She parted them slightly giving me a beautiful shot. I took a few more and her hand glided down between her legs, her finger disappeared again and came back giving me another taste.

Chrissy took the champagne flute and sat down on the towel which she'd laid expertly across the seat She took a long sip and reached to set it back on the cart before reaching for the spoon again. She scooped up more of the whipped cream and dolloped it at the top of her crease spreading into a vaguely triangle shape. She added more before reaching for a strawberry and set it in the middle of the cream. I let out a low chuckle. "If you're trying to keep me from you until we're done you're doing a very bad job of it. She laughed at me and slowly parted her legs raising one foot up onto the settee. The strawberry moved slightly and she moved it back. I moved in closer and knelt between her outstretched legs unsure if I would be able to control myself. She dipped the strawberry into the cream and ran it between her legs, spreading whipped cream over her lips.

I was practically panting as I watched her do it.

"Pictures." She said softly, reminding me to keep shooting.

She turned the berry around and offered it to me holding it in front of the lens and I took several more shots.

"It's for you." She offered. I moved the camera aside and looked up at her and she nodded, her eyes were pure fire.

I leaned in and licked the berry before taking nearly the entire thing in my mouth. She leg go and I bit down tossing the top onto the plate and brought the camera back up as she ran her fingers through the cream and down between her legs.

"You are driving me fucking insane woman." I gasped.

"If you eat mine, I'll eat yours." She said a smile crossing her lips. I looked at her for a long moment and knew we were done with this outfit. I set the camera down and leaned down and began licking her clean. She moaned as I dug my tongue into her seam cleaning up every last bit of the whipped cream. I slipped my finger into her and began rubbing up and back as I licked her clit looking for the magic combination. I must have found it because her fingers were in my hair gripping for dear life as I pushed her over the edge quickly. She cried out as her body jolted from the intensity of her orgasm. She was panting but managed two words.

"Pants off!"

She sat up and lifted my elbow and I stood. She fumbled with my belt and yanked my zipper down tugging everything down to my knees releasing my raging hard cock. She took it by the base and nearly swallowed me whole in a single motion. She stopped and pulled my hands away from her hair and put them behind me and began bobbing her head, holding me in place and pinning my hands against my ass. She made a loud smacking sound as she let my cock fall from her lips.

"I knew this was going to be difficult, but damn. The way you look at me lights up a wildfire inside of me." She took me back into her mouth and began bobbing her head, drawing back with a lot of suction each time. I wasn't going to last. She backed off again just as I felt that the edge near.

"It's too bad I want to do another set or I'd let you spray this load all over my face and tits. I'd love to have some shots of me covered in your cum." Her mouth took me again and it didn't stop until I exploded down her throat. She moaned after swallowing and kept at me until I was about to collapse.

"Grab your camera and back up a step or two."

I looked down and waddled backwards and grabbed my camera and lined up a shot. She leaned forward her legs parted wide, her elbows on her knees. She lifted her tongue and a bead of cum ran over her lip and down her chin. She reached up and released her bun and tilted her head letting her hair fall over her shoulder in an auburn waterfall limned in gold from the window light. She looked right at me again and licked her lip with a smile.

"I think we've done enough with the strawberries. I'd like to move on to the raspberry outfit if you don't mind."

I stood in dumb fascination at how much of a sexual tigress she really was. She wasn't the submissive type, but she did seem to enjoy playing the role.

"Put that away before I change my mind." She nodded towards my cock. She kicked off the black heels and began sliding down the stockings and pulling them free. She laid them over her arm and took the shoes and disappeared through the bathroom door. I took the towel and cleaned myself up as much as possible and pulled my pants back on.

I could hear water running and I went to the open door and watched as she washed herself with a washcloth. She had her hand between her legs with the cloth and rubbed herself clean.

"Hopefully it won't be bright red by the time I get the next set off." She turned to me and her eyes went wide. "Are you okay?"

"I don't know. I've never been this fucking horny in my life. Considering my youth and my days in college that's saying something."

She looked down at my crotch seeing it still tented.

Her face softened. "Oh honey I'm going to be really good to you as soon as we're done. I promise. You still owe me a pounding while I hold onto that bedpost."

I nodded.

"Sorry about the hair thing. Bella gave it a full work over yesterday and told me to keep you from giving it that freshly fucked look until we're done. I should be able to brush it out and have it looking fresh again in minutes."

"You told Bella about that?" I was shocked.

"Every time I come home from your place a have a hitch in my walk. She's walked the walk of shame herself often enough to recognize it." Chrissy laughed.

She set the wash cloth on the counter and began drying herself off before she sat on the bench in front of the makeup table and began brushing her hair out. As promised the sheen came out as the strands fell into place. She put the brush down and looked at herself swinging her head back and forth. "Keeping you away from me helps keep my makeup in decent shape. I fully expect you'll mess up the lipstick later too." She wiped her mouth clean and went with a lighter shade of raspberry, going for the full effect. She stood and started pulling out her other lingerie set and donning it, the bralette had a fringe of lace that hugged her torso. She pulled on the panties and set them, straightening the bands. She pulled out a brown mini skirt and wiggled into that and unfolded a brown blazer and slipped into it. When she turned you could see the bra in the opening of the blazer.

"Should I just lose the bra since it's open down to my stomach?" She ran the lines of the lapels.

"No, leave it. I think the bra as a top makes a statement." I walked up to her and unbuttoned the blazer and let it open a little. "You're not selling blazers." I added with a laugh. I stepped back and she turned looking into the mirror, moving back and forth.

"You look like a chocolate with a sweet berry center."

Chrissy laughed. "Heels or boots? I have these. Bella threatened me that if I damage them in anyway I'd better head for the border." She pulled out a pair of knee high dark brown boots.

"Try them on, let's see."

She sat and pulled them on and stood, the leather was slouchy and they looked great on her.

"Boots, definitely." I said.

We did another shoot. I replaced my battery and memory card. We moved the cart into the hall and tidied up and this time we swapped vantage point.

Chrissy had her rolling bag zipped up and I stepped into the hallway to get a shot of her as she opened the room door and turned to hand me a tip as if I were a bellboy. She looked like a sexy business woman so we played that role up, she'd opened up her laptop on the desk bringing up a website and she laid some pens from the small writing desk on top with a pad of paper and pretended to make a call on her cell and take a note. She sat at the desk but kept her legs out to the side crossed with the tip of the boot bouncing slowly. She stood in front of the mirror and slowly removed her blazer and laid it over the end of the bed. We'd moved the champagne bucket to the dresser and she poured herself another glass and took a sip as she removed the skirt carefully over the boots she still wore. She looked hot standing there in the lingerie and the boots. She took the champagne and walked over to the computer and sat down. She kept the flute in her hand as she played around reading articles. I'd blur those out later.

"What do you think? A hot business woman deserves a hot shower after a long day. Right?"

"Sure let me go clean up the used towels and make it look clean before we get you in there."

"Well I need to take this off first, right?" She smiled. This entire set would be a voyeur perspective without any direct eye contact. She opened the closet where her dress was already hanging and hung up her coat and skirt as I shot away. She pulled off the bralette and tossed it on the bed and rubbed her breasts as if getting it off was a huge relief. She stepped over and had another sip of her champagne. She stepped back over to the desk and brought up a music streaming site and started playing music. She stood in front of the mirror once more and started tweaking her nipples until they were rock hard again. Her hand ran down her stomach and slid into the panties, her fingers were clearly rubbing her clit beneath the lace fabric. She moved back to the end of the bed and removed the boots setting them down and she stood and slipped the panties off before admiring herself in the mirror.

I put the camera down and we went and cleaned up the bathroom so it looked like she'd just arrived. I went back and got my camera and she walked into the bathroom. I made her do this several times so I could shoot it from both the front and back. She eventually reached in and turned on the shower.

"Is the hot water still on in the building?" I asked.

"The suites had on demand hot water heaters, as long as we had power they had hot water. It could be turned off and it had been, but I turned it back on at the breaker panel the other day."

She stepped back. "I'm going to put my hair up again so I don't get it wet. We may want to turn the vent on so you don't steam up."

I looked aside at the large white tub. "Should we do a bubble bath instead?"

"I think the shower would work better for now. The bath might work better with a pampered weekend away motif. It's not like I won't have the opportunity so long as Frank is okay with it. I'm careful to clean up after myself so he doesn't get in trouble if someone sees there's been shit going on in the rooms."

She went through and turned on all the lights including the one in the circular shower. There was no curtain or door. The walls and floor were brown stone colored tiles. There was a rain style shower head which hovered overhead and a direct spray shower head on the wall just below that. There were levers with symbols to direct the water to either one. Chrissy went and pulled the bathmat off the towel rack and I snapped a pic of her as she laid it on the floor just outside of the shower door.

"Were all of these linens still here?"

"Yeah, the sheets and towels weren't something they could sell off used so they were cleaned and wrapped up for storage." All of the recessed lighting gave a warm glow to the room. Chrissy asked if I was ready and she stepped through the doorway and flipped the direct spray shower on the wall on and it caught her in the face.

"Fuck!" She backed up a step and patted her hair to see if she got it wet. It seemed mostly dry since she took it to the face.

"What are you mad at? Start rubbing the water in." I directed.

"The only one allowed to blast me in the face is you Rob." She laughed as she turned and got fully wet before reaching for a bottle of shower gel in the little cubby and began applying it to her body, lathering it up as she went. She lathered every inch of her body, from her legs her ass, torso and arms before rinsing off. She took the hand held sprayer off its hook and turned it on and sprayed around her pussy making sure she got completely rinsed off. I knelt and got closeups as her fingers moved around pressing her flesh, stroking the patch of hair above before delving into it. I felt her moan deep in my core. She turned and laid the handheld over her shoulder letting the water run down her back as she began to massage her fingers into her ass.

"Dear God I want that ass." I whispered as I kept shooting. Chrissy turned and gave me the sexiest grin.

"Sir?"

"Those dimples are catching shadows from the light and make your ass look like the perfect snack."

Chrissy's smile widened. "Aren't you hungry yet?"

I chalked up to incredible self-control that I didn't strip my clothes off, bend her over and take it right that second. I stood and got one of the towels from the stack on the counter and brought it back to her and she pouted. She began toweling off, I had to admonish her to go slowly so I could keep shooting, catching glimpses of damp skin as the towel moved back and forth. When she was dry enough I stood and stepped back to the wall and laid my head back and closed my eyes.

"Are you all right?" She asked, a hint of concern in her voice.

"No," I said, my voice deep and husky even to my years. "Assume the position." I opened my eyes just enough to see her face go from concern to pure heat.

"Yes sir." Her voice was soft and obedient. She hung up the towel and left the room.

After a moment I left the bath turning off the light as I did and found Chrissy had stepped back into her black heels and was standing at the end of the bed bent over holding the post. My cock twitched hard at the sight of her, the lips of her pussy were showing their readiness with a gleam of moisture.

I let her stand there as I put my camera down and delved into my bag for the lubricant I'd brought. I walked back behind her and felt the supple muscle of her ass. It tensed under my fingers.

"Did you bring condoms? I'd like you to wear one if you're going to fuck my ass."

I didn't respond other than to give her ass a hard smack with the palm of my hand. Her body shuddered and a small moan escaped her lips.

"Quiet." I said softly. I knelt and ran my tongue along her lips and flicked at her clit with the tip. She was already soaked and ready but I wanted to tease her like she'd been teasing me all day. I stood and opened the lube running a generous amount over my fingers and ran them down the crack of her ass before massaging the tight ring of her anus.

"I'm not sure you're quite ready for this. You feel really tight and you're going to need to relax to enjoy it to the fullest." I smiled as I pressed my middle finger gently into her, pressing the lube in as I did. She moaned again as I brought it out and pressed back in, doing my best to get her good and slick. "You don't want me to hurt you. I don't want to hurt you. I want this to be very pleasurable for both of us. Don't you?"

Her ass had started to sway as my finger kept dipping into her. I was nearly up to the second knuckle as I continued to give her a little massage and lubricate her fully. I stopped with my finger buried inside her and slapped her ass with my other hand.

"Don't you?"

"Yes sir." She responded quickly. I slid my finger free and went back to the bath and washed up and brought a clean towel back with me. I got undressed and took my new little friend from my bag a small vibrating butt plug. I lubed it up and stepped behind her and placed the tip at her entrance giving it a little wiggle to get the tip started. Chrissy tensed.

"What's that?"

"Relax and trust me." I massaged her ass. I worked the tip gently in and took my time easing it in until it was seated all the way in. "How does that feel?"

"Strange, full." She responded. She wiggled her ass a little and when she did I turned it on. She let out a yelp and twitched her hips. I pulled them to me and sank into her pussy, my cock eager for release.

"Oh God!" She cried out and I slapped her ass again.

"Quiet."

Her body began to jerk as pleasure shot through her. I did my best to make sure to grind my cock deep inside her. Her whimpers began to get more intense and she cried out as her entire body went stiff. I felt her convulse and did my best to keep from following her as the orgasm rocked her body. I held her hips as I felt her knees go weak.

"Oh no honey, I'm not even close to done with you." I centered myself closing my eyes and began to rock back and forth again plunging slowly into her. My stamina only holding fast due to the powerful orgasm I had in the shower this morning thinking about this and the incredible blowjob she'd given me only minutes before. Her resolve stiffened as her legs recovered and she began rocking back into me as I sped up. I knew I was going for the finish line so I turned up the speed on the vibration and Chrissy gasped letting out a guttural moan as I plowed into her as deeply as I could. In a moment of clarity I reached up and grasped a handful of her thick mane and proceeded to pull her head back gently.

"Is this what you wanted?"

"Yes!" Her body began to tremble again and a wave of shocks rocked her body with another orgasm. I couldn't hold out against the contraction of her pussy and drove myself home one last time coming hard.

"Off, please turn it off." Chrissy begged. She was gasping for air I could feel she was barely able to keep herself upright her legs were shaking so hard. I turned it off and drew the plug out of her slowly. She turned on her heel and kissed me before kicking them off and heading for the bath. I followed more sedately and washed up the toy setting it on the counter to dry before joining her in the shower where we both washed up.

"When did you get that little number?" She asked, a big grin on her face.

"I ordered it the other day. Two-day shipping is a wonderful thing." She stroked her soapy hands up and down my cock as I kissed her on the forehead.

"Was that the first time you've done anal?" I asked.

"More than a little finger play, yeah, but I was thinking you were into that for some reason. You're a little wilder than I first thought Rob."

"I'm full of surprises." I grinned.