We rushed in out of the rain into the hotel foyer. It was a left to the lifts or right to the bar. As we took our seats on the bar stools and ordered some champagne I got the briefest glimpse of your lacy black stocking tops. I raise my glass to you and as I take my sip I lean forward to kiss you. Putting my hand on your thigh for support I slide it quickly over your stocking and up to the top of your leg, lingering and wandering long enough to confirm my suspicions and to feel your wetness. I lean back, looking into your eyes then over your body. Your simple black dress clinging to you in all the right places, but hanging loose around your plunging neckline. I am definitely ready for dessert. I motion to the lifts and we finish our drinks and head for the lifts. As soon as the doors close I take your hands in mine, lifting them above your head I press them against the sides of the lift, while bending to smother your neck in kisses...
As we enter the room there are two chairs and a table in the centre, laden with desserts and sauces - chocolate, custard, cream and fruit. My heart is pounding as we close the door behind us and turning to face each other kiss passionately. My hands running down your back and over your arse, with only the thin material of your dress between our skin.
You know what is happening but you surrender to the moment and sit on the chair. I pour you some champagne and bring over a jug of warmed custard. Dipping my hand in I withdraw it, dripping with thick warm custard. Raising it to your mouth I offer you my fingers to suck clean. You take them greedily into your mouth, sucking and licking. There was so much that some has dropped onto your dress and down your cleavage, you barely notice. I tip some of the custard over one of your breasts then put it back on the table. Sliding my hand over your dress I can feel your nipple, hard, through the fabric. Slipping my hand into your dress I cup your breast and take it into my mouth. I move my tongue slowly round your nipple, teasing and nibbling, before breaking off and kissing you again more urgently. I need to slow down so I stand and move over to the other chair. Before sitting I remove my trousers, taking a seat with my cock ready to burst out of my boxers.
"What does a guy have to do to get served in this place?" I ask. You flash me a wicked smile and draining your champagne start to cross the floor to me picking up a large bowl of trifle from the table. I tell you to stop where you are! I empty the remaining custard and cream onto the floor between us and tell you to crawl to me, through the mess. making sure not to spill anything. When you reach me you are covered, one of your breasts is out of your dress, your stockings are in serious need of my tongue. You kneel before my and pull open the front of my pants and scooping up a handful of the trifle drop it over my rock hard cock. Massaging the slippery mess into me you get up and sit on my knee, all the time playing with my cock. Feeling I am going to come I pull your hand away and suck your fingers, letting you explore the inside of my mouth.
We stand and embrace, kissing, wanting the moment to last. But then we lower ourselves to floor and our hands are suddenly everywhere, tearing at each others clothes, kissing and licking each other everywhere. I bury my head between your legs and taste you for the second time that evening
I want to bring you to the brink before I bury my cock inside you.....we bring each other to the brink twice before I can't hold it any longer and explode inside you. We lie next to each other, the side of my head resting on your breast, I'm happy lying there listening to your heart. I kiss you again before getting up and heading for the shower. Sensibly you wait a couple of minutes before joining me, by which time it's nice and warm. I feel invigorated and squirting you with shower gel I begin to clean you all over. My hands are everywhere, though they are struggling to keep up with my mouth, which I work slowly down your body, lingering on your neck before making sure your nipples are clean and standing proud
I kiss your stomach and the tops of your legs before tasting you. You part your legs slightly, letting my tongue explore. My hands move behind you and pull you towards my face, I'm in heaven! You taste so good and my tongue exploring the soft warm skin inside you feels so good.I leave you to get ready. Wrapping a towel and a robe around myself I return to the bedroom. Sometime later you walk into the room, looking smart and sexy in your workwear. I realise that it's all you've got to wear after our dessert. I remind you that there is some clearing up to do. Giving me a look that says "does it look like I'm dressed for this and have any intention of helping!", I smile and think the exact opposite.
"Come on it won't take long" I say as I walk towards you, letting my robe and towel drop, and pressing my now hard cock into your skirt. I feel your nipples hardening through your blouse as I reach round you and pull your face towards me. You back up against the wall and I lift your legs up as you wrap them around my waist. Your skirt hitches up higher and higher as I feel my cock fleetingly touch your pussy. We kiss and I lower you down, telling you to kneel in the mess. You obey, and I kneel behind you, lifting your skirt and start to tease you, bringing my now messy hands under you and cupping your breasts. We are wild, I start to sink my self inside you and run my hands through your hair. I grab your blouse and rip it open, freeing your breasts to be held by me and to slide over the dessert covered floor as I fuck you from behind....
loved every minute of it 
Would love to find hotel like that