Fantasy Friday: Fore!
Dear Fantasy Forum,
The only advantage to working at a resort for so long is that an odd sense of familiarity builds as each year passes. Many of the same groups and clubs have a ritual to meet up annually and it is actually kind of fun having a background interraction in these peoples lives. Of course, I really only share these thoughts with my cohort and best friend Julie and between the two of us we can truly make any situation to our favor. It was the start of the summer and our golfers were out in droves. With a tour worthy course and tons of activities for everyone, I was pleased to breath some warm fresh air for a change because it always signaled the shift from our quieter crowd into our active crowd.
One of my favorite groups was due to arrive for the upcoming 4 day weekend. A rather large group of men all out on holiday, away from family, work or both, to carouse with old college buddies. They always drink way too much so I had stocked our bar heavily and two entire floors had been cleared for the group. I made sure to add a few special amenities this year to encourage the group to continue their annual festivities with us. Our venue having the capacity for two banquet rooms allowed for me to dedicate one for the entire weekend for the group to meet and reconvene as needed throughout their stay. I instructed the staff to keep fresh coffee and water available at all times along with a bread bar. I went to bed Thursday night buzzing with excitement. I wasn’t sure if I would sleep but it was about to be a very interesting weekend.
When I arrived Friday morning Julie was holding down the desk checking guests out of their rooms. Our eyes met and she winked. She knew I was biding my time. I was way too early to be this keyed up without the aid of coffee. Well it was already started so I may as well get everything ready. I marched down the hall to my office and sank my teeth into the problems on my desk. The day went by like a clogged straw, dragging every soaked minute by with excruciating regularity. By the time it was lunch I couldn’t sit still another minute.
I jumped up to run out of my door when Julie knocked. She opened the door as I rounded the desk and ushered him into my office. I froze, mouth agape, when he took the seat in front of my desk as if he were just another guest. Julie’s pinch on my arm brought me back to the present situation “I have explained the situation to our guest about his room (it was at this time she chose to wink at me blatantly) and said that you would handle his accomidations.” Speechless that she had concocted a plan WITHOUT my prior consultation I had to scramble to figure out where I was putting this ‘special guest.’ “YES…of course.” I gave her a ‘What the fuck were you thinking?’ look and shoved her out the door.
“I am so sorry sir” I began. He interrupted with “I don’t really understand what is going on. I have had these reservations for months. What could have happened?” “Well, We recently had some unexpected renovations but not unlike airlines we believe in upgrading your experience so I believe we have one of our private cottages available. Just a moment while I make sure it is ready.” I quickly stepped out of the room to find Julie with a giant smile on her face and giggles comming out in fits and spurts. I scowled at her and challenged “SO, which cottage are we placing him in?” Proudly readjusting her blouse she says “Number 3 is free the entire weekend. I made the reservation myself in January when the group started booking in bulk.” For the second time I gaped at her. “OH come ON!” she raised her voice enough for me to panic “I watched you pine the last two years. If I got the wrong guy just tell me and I will stick him in one of the floor rooms,” I held up my hand to shut her up and whispered “No…that’s him.” Her face shown proudly like she had done a good job and damn it if she hadn’t!
I stepped back into the room a bit flustered but confident. “As I said, we are prepared to make the upgrade for you in apology for this sudden change.” I am typically so cool and collected but I felt like my adrenaline was never going to ease off. I hoped he could only perceive that I was just doing my job, not organizing something covertly. “One of our cottages has been made available for you and my staff are taking your bags their as we speak. If you would follow me I can show you to your room” I escorted our guest through my office door and tried to slow my gait to draw out the moment. Strolling past the pool and over to the edge of the golf course I pulled the master key from my pocket and slipped it through the lock. I turned around to apologize again when he looked down at me. My brain lost all communication with my mouth as I tried to figure out what I was about to say. His smirk was wicked enough to snap me out of my stare and blush.
“Thank you” he began…It was his turn to stop and furrow his brow. “You look familiar.” “I was working here last year” I tried. “No, that’s not it. I will figure it out though” he said as if it was a challenge. I moved farther into the cottage pointing out how the jacuzzi worked and how to access the amenities his group was entitled to as I handed him his personal weekend pass. The shock that I felt from the brief skin contact of our hands shot through me like liquid fire. I was suddenly very hot and tried backing away. “Wait…” he reached as his phone chose that exact moment to ring. I took the opportunity to bolt for the door indicating that he should take his call.
I heard the rowdy voice on the other end of the line, suspiciously clearly, as I turned the door handle. “Just a minute Chuck.” I heard right behind my ear before his hand shot out from behind me to slam shut the door I had barely gotten ajar. “I will call you back” he said as he ended the call and placed it on the table directly to my left. “I asked you to wait” he said right up against my ear. The shiver of pleasure ran down my spine to begin the slow tingle already building between my legs. “I wanted to thank you” he said as I turned. My pulse already racing had me gasping breath and his eyes lowered to the rising and falling of my exposed cleavage. Pinned on either side by each of his arms with my back against the door I looked into his eyes as he dipped his head down and took my lips with his own.
My brain just stopped and all of the anxiety fell away as he grabbed my waist and pressed me into the door with his body. My hands slowly climbed the muscle and sinew of his torso to wrap around his neck and weave my fingers into his hair. I felt my shirt coast up my ribcage as his hand searched out my budding nipple. “Oh GOD what are you doing?” my brain screamed as my libido wound up for more. My inner conflict must have been obvious because he backed up and growled “You had better leave now while I can still let you. If you don’t walk out now I won’t be able to stop.” My eyes like saucers paused at the idea placed squarely in my head. Did I WANT him to stop???
My brain got the final say, yanked the door open and walked unsteadily back toward my office. I heard him curse profusely before I rounded the corner. When I returned Julie was kicking back behind my desk and choked “What are you doing back so quick?” she demanded. “What did you think I was going to do…jump him the minute we were alone? He has no clue!” I pleaded. “Wait!” Julie stood up suddenly as if she was making a discovery. “Your shirt was tucked in before! WHAT did you do?” How the fuck does she DO that? “You truly are a waste of talent here, it feels like I am holding you back… why do I keep you around again?” Knowing my diversion tactics she squealed in delight and proceeded to beg me for details. In my moment of weakness at her win I gave her the whole story.
“Oh God HOW did you STOP???” she screamed! “I don’t know” I whispered. I was in a daze filled with partial regrets. Where am I going to let this go? What do I want to happen? Several hours passed as I dug back into my work to resolve the difficulties that come with running a resort, as opposed to dwelling on burning questions. My thoughts kept wandering back to the “What If” moment. As the evening approached and night took over scenarios began to fill my head and my frustration built. I tightened my legs to my renewed arousal. Looking at the clock 10:15p I felt sure enough that I was safe as I slipped my fingers down to my panties and pressed, hard. I exhaled louder than I expected and gasped hard with the abrupt and loud knock at my door. It took me so off guard that I jumped up yelling “Just a Moment!” at the same time he swung the door open. Whatever he saw had him turning and locking my door behind him. “Come Here!” I practically sprinted around my desk as my head screamed “Are you mental?” He backed me up to my desk bodily and said “Sit up on the edge.” Just before my ass hit the desk he dropped to his knee boldly reached up my dress grabbed the edge on my panties and yanked them down. Just as suddenly he rose back up grabbed the nape of my neck and dove for my mouth in a deep seductive kiss as his other hand moved up my thigh to my already sensitive flesh. He swallowed my scream when his hand brushed my clit. A moment later he dropped back down to his knee and began feverishly licking and kissing every fold. My climax rushed in without warning and had me bucking against his hands and mouth. He kept it up until the sensation finally subsided. “That was One! Next time I make you cum I am going to fuck you.”
I opened my sated eyes to find him gripping his hard cock inside his pants. My eyes riveted to the sight of him stroking himself had me climbing down from the desk and climbing up his legs to tear at his button and zipper. I wanted that right now. My wrists were suddenly cuffed in his hands when I looked up and he said in a level voice “Wait.” Slowly he released my wrists took his cock out before my eyes and again began taunted me. I edged forward wanting to taste him. I opened my mouth to ask and his hand came to my cheek and jaw as he guided his rigid member into my mouth. My tongue danced with curiosity over the sensitive flesh as I closed my eyes in bliss. I wanted him to fuck my mouth and he did just that. I was a vessel of pleasure and enjoying every second of it. So much so that my hand dropped back to my throbbing clit to rub and touch. I felt him swell even more as he asked “Are you touching yourself?” and I moaned with his cock firmly thrusting in and out of my hungry mouth. As I began to cum I sucked hard as it was his turn to buck an moan till I was swallowing his climax . The grip on my hair eased as I looked up at his panting body in gratitude. His eyes lowered and a smirk crawled up his cheek as he said “I believe I said I was going to fuck you the next time I made you cum.” I interjected with “Yes you did say that but I made MYSELF cum that time, you clearly stated when YOU make me cum.” I smirked back triumphant. “You’re right. It IS best if we draw this out. Thank you.” Looking back down at me with the same triumphant grin …What have I done?