Chapter 423 A Special One Night Stand:>Ep4

• Although the drive to the hotel was short, it definitely felt long, mainly because I wanted to get into my room and strip my clothes off. I texted Victoria before I took my shower to let her know I'd made it safely to the hotel. She didn't respond so I took my shower and by the time I was done, I didn't feel like a dirty slut any more. As I sent Victoria a second text, I felt like a clean slut. This time she responded telling me she would be available soon, whatever that meant. She reminded me not to get dressed, to leave the blinds open, the lights on and then added I was to sit in a chair facing the window and tease myself. I had mixed emotions about that. I wasn't worried about someone seeing me. There was an office building opposite of my hotel and it was late enough I figured nobody would be working. My main issue was masturbating without cumming. I didn't know if I could do that.
• As I positioned the chair in front of the window I noticed the room light combined with the darkness of night made the window almost a mirror. I'd never looked at myself when I masturbated or when I had sex. It was an interesting experience and it made me feel like somebody in the building across the street was watching. I had a friend who told me she liked watching in a mirror when her husband did her doggie style. At the time I didn't give it much thought, but now I could see why she found it exciting. It would be like starring in your own adult movie without the embarrassment of other people finding out.
• But back to the matter at hand, it didn't take long for me to feel the first pangs of an orgasm building. The fact that Victoria could have made me cum at the bar but chose not to meant my body quickly responded as I teased my nipples and rubbed my clit. My breathing was ragged. I had to slow down a couple of times to keep from orgasming. I didn't understand why following Victoria's instruction not to cum until she allowed it meant so much to me. But it did. Tonight was already better than any of the hook-ups I'd had before. I don't know how long I waited before I heard my phone chirp with another text. It could have been five minutes or 30, but however long it was, I was glad she messaged me again. At least I hoped it was her and not somebody from work.