じゅえりしょぷではたらくおんなと会ってみてしてみること

The alluring neon sign reading “Tokyo Nights Hotel and Spa” flickered invitingly, a beacon for weary travelers seeking respite in the heart of the city. Little did they know that behind the polished facade and pristine white walls, an entirely different kind of service was on offer – one that catered to the most carnal of desires.

Slipping on her stilettos, Akiko took one final look in the mirror before sashaying out of her room. The sheer lace of her teddy clung to her curves, emphasizing her full breasts and the tantalizing swell of her hips. Her dark hair cascaded in loose waves down her back, framing her alabaster skin. With a sultry smile playing at her lips, she sauntered down the hallway, ready to fulfill her duties as one of the hotel’s most sought-after receptionists.

As she approached the lobby, Akiko heard the ding of the elevator. Her pulse quickened as she recognized the familiar broad shoulders and chiseled jaw of Mr. Tanaka, the hotel’s most frequent – and demanding – client. In the months since his first stay, Akiko had grown intimately familiar with every inch of the powerful businessman’s body, her talents as a receptionist extending far beyond checking in luggage and handing out keys.

“Good evening, Mr. Tanaka,” she purred, handing him a key to the presidential suite. “I trust you’ve had a pleasant day?”

Tanaka’s eyes raked appreciatively over Akiko’s barely-concealed breasts, a wolfish grin spreading across his rugged features. “Even better now that I’ve seen you, darling,” he growled, tracing a finger along the swell of her décolletage. “I do hope you’re free tonight.”

Akiko shivered at his touch, her skin tingling with anticipation. “For you, Mr. Tanaka, always,” she breathed, leading him towards the elevators. She slipped a small key into her cleavage, a wicked glint in her eyes. “I’ll join you in one hour. Until then…”

With a final, heated look, she disappeared through the service elevator, leaving Tanaka to spend the next sixty minutes imagining all the deliciously sinful things they would do together. The very air seemed to crackle with sexual tension, Akiko’s scent lingering like a promise of things to come.

In the meantime, Akiko made her rounds, greeting guests with a warm smile and a seductive sway of her hips. She checked room service orders, made reservations at the spa, and even helped a confused tourist figure out how to use the in-room massage chair by climbing onto his lap and demonstrating. By the time her shift ended, she was a bundle of nerves and pent-up arousal, her body aching for Tanaka’s touch.

She let herself into his suite, finding him stretched out on the bed, naked except for a pair of silk boxers. His tanned skin seemed to glow in the dim bedside lamp, and the bulge of his erection tented the sheet. “You took your time,” he said, voice low and rough.

“Not to worry, Mr. Tanaka,” Akiko said, sauntering over to the bed and letting her teddy slip from her shoulders. “I’m going to make it well worth your wait.”

She climbed onto the bed, straddling his hips and grinding herself against the hard length of him. Tanaka groaned, his hands coming up to cup her breasts, thumbs circling her hardened nipples. Akiko arched into his touch, a moan escaping her lips as he pinched and tugged at the sensitive buds.

“Tell me what you want,” she whispered, leaning down to nuzzle his neck, her hot breath tickling his skin.

Tanaka bucked his hips, pressing himself more firmly against her. “I want to feel your tight little pussy wrapped around my cock,” he snarled. “I want to bend you over my knee and spank that perfect ass until it’s rosy and stinging hot. I want to bury my face between your thighs and eat you out until you’re screaming my name.”

Akiko shuddered, her thighs clenching around his waist as a wave of arousal crashed over her. “Yes,” she hissed. “All of that. Give me everything.”

Tanaka rolled them over, pinning Akiko beneath him. He tugged off his boxers, his thick shaft springing free and pressing against her slick folds. “I’ve waited all day for this,” he said, eyes dark with lust. “You’ve been a bad girl, teasing me, keeping me waiting. But now…”

He sheathed himself inside her with one powerful thrust, stretching and filling her in the most exquisite way. Akiko cried out, her hands scrabbling at his back as he started to move, each stroke hitting a deeper, more intense spot inside her. The wet sound of their flesh meeting echoed in the room, joined by Akiko’s breathy moans and Tanaka’s grunts of pleasure.

He flipped them over, positioning Akiko on her hands and knees. He kneaded the globes of her ass roughly, pushing her forward onto her elbows before landing a resounding spank. Akiko yelped, the sharp sting radiating through her core. Tanaka spanked her again, harder this time, splitting her open with his cock, driving into her until she was sobbing with pleasure.

“Fuck, you feel incredible,” he gritted out, his rhythm becoming erratic as he chased his release. “I’m going to fill this tight little cunt with my cum. You want that, don’t you? Want me to dirty up this perfect porcelain skin?”

Akiko could only whimper in response, lost to the intense pressure building at her core. Tanaka reached around, his fingers finding her clit and rubbing in tight, swift circles. It was enough to send her flying, her climax crashing over her in boiling waves that had her seeing stars. She dimly felt Tanaka stiffen behind her, his cock pulsing as he emptied himself deep inside her, a low growl rumbling in his chest.

They collapsed onto the bed, panting and spent, their sweat-slicked bodies pressed together. Tanaka pulled Akiko into his arms, his cock still nestled inside her. “You were whipped cream delicious, as always,” he murmured, nipping at her ear.

Akiko gave a breathless laugh, pressed a kiss to his chest. “Anytime, Mr. Tanaka. Anytime.”

Because at Tokyo Nights Hotel and Spa, every night was a good night for a little extra service.