Through the glass (Part 2)

The bra slipped from her shoulders. She let it fall away.

Her hard nipples puckered in the cool air. The stranger's reaction was immediate, he inhaled sharply, his hand pressing harder against the glass.

His obvious desire sent a rush of wetness between her thighs.

She'd never felt so desirable, so powerful.

Free from her usual inhibitions, Mia let her hands drift up to cup her breasts.

She squeezed them lightly, her thumbs brushing across her sensitive nipples.

The man's mouth parted slightly as he watched her touch herself.

She pinched her nipples between her fingers, gasping at the sensation.

The stranger's free hand drifted down to palm himself through his boxers.

The sight of him touching himself while watching her sent another flood of wetness to her already soaked panties.

She let one hand slide down her stomach, over the lace of her underwear.

Her fingers pressed against her clit through the fabric, making her hips jerk slightly.

"Fuck," she whispered to the empty room.

Her legs trembled as she continued touching herself, circling her clit through her panties.

The man watched hungrily, his own hand matching her rhythm as he stroked himself through his boxers.

Mia hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her panties.

She slowly pushed them down her hips, revealing herself completely to the stranger across the way.

Completely naked now, she stood proudly, letting him see all of her.

Her hand returned between her legs, fingers sliding through her wet folds.

She gasped as she touched her bare clit, already swollen and sensitive.

The stranger's eyes were locked on her hand as she began pleasuring herself in earnest.

Her middle finger circled her clit, sending waves of pleasure up her spine.

The man pushed his boxers down, freeing his hard cock.

Mia's mouth watered at the sight of him — thick, long, already leaking pre-cum from the tip.

He wrapped his hand around his shaft, stroking slowly while watching her touch herself.

Mia slid two fingers inside her pussy, moaning at the sensation.

She worked them in and out, her thumb continuing to circle her clit.

Her other hand returned to her breast, pinching and rolling her nipple between her fingers.

The pleasure built rapidly, her hips moving against her hand.

She could see the stranger's pace quickening, his chest rising and falling with rapid breaths.

Mia added a third finger, stretching herself as she pumped them in and out.

Her clit throbbed under her touch, her legs beginning to shake.

She was close, so close—

The hotel room phone rang shrilly, shattering the moment.

Mia jumped at the sound, instinctively stepping back from the window.

Her arms crossed over her naked body, self-consciousness rushing back.

The ringing continued, insistent and intrusive.

She glanced at the man across the way, seeing his confusion.

He straightened but made no move to cover himself or turn away.

Mia hesitated, torn between answering the phone and continuing their moment.

The spell wasn't completely broken — his eyes still held hers with that same intensity.

But the interruption had reminded her of reality, of the world beyond this private moment.

The phone kept ringing.

With a frustrated sigh, she grabbed her discarded blouse from the floor, holding it against her chest as she crossed to the bedside table.

"Hello?" she answered, unable to keep the irritation from her voice.

"Ms. Reynolds? This is the front desk. We have your colleague Mr. Davidson here saying he needs to speak with you about tomorrow's presentation. Shall I send him up?"

Mia's blood ran cold. James Davidson was her micromanaging boss who had been scheduled to arrive tomorrow morning.

"No!" she said quickly. "I mean, I was just about to shower. Please tell him I'll meet him in the lobby restaurant at 7 AM for breakfast instead."

The desk clerk confirmed the arrangement and hung up.

Mia stood there, phone in hand, suddenly aware of how close she'd come to being caught.

She turned back toward the window, wondering if the interruption had completely ruined the moment.

The stranger was still waiting, watching her with patient interest.

He raised an eyebrow questioningly.

Mia gave him an apologetic smile and shook her head slightly, gesturing to the phone and mouthing "work."

He nodded in understanding, but didn't move to retrieve his clothing.

Instead, he picked up something from his desk, a pen and what looked like a hotel notepad.

He wrote something quickly, then held it up against the glass.

Though the distance made it difficult, Mia could just make out the large, hastily scrawled numbers.

ROOM 2214 - ALEX.

Her heart skipped. He was inviting her to continue this in person.

The thought sent both excitement and anxiety coursing through her.

Alex lowered the notepad and waited, giving her space to decide without pressure.

Mia glanced at the hotel phone, thinking of her boss and tomorrow's responsibilities.

Then she looked back at the beautiful stranger waiting for her answer.

Sensible Mia would politely decline.

But tonight, she didn't feel much like being sensible.

She grabbed her own notepad, writing in large, clear letters: BE THERE IN 10.

She held it up, watching Alex's face break into a wide, genuine smile.

He nodded, pressing his palm against the glass once more before stepping away to gather his clothes.

Mia let her blouse fall away, standing naked before the window one last time.

Alex paused, drinking in the sight of her, the appreciation in his gaze making her feel both vulnerable and invincible.

Her pussy throbbed with unfulfilled need as she headed for the shower.

Tonight would be about living in the moment, consequences be damned.