Ann: A Love Story Ch. 79

Suddenly I was thankful in more ways than one that our room was at the end of the hall on the top floor. As I walked to the end of the little foyer near the bathroom, my cock bobbed up and down, looking much like the springboard over the pool that I'd been diving off of less than an hour before. I was surprised it didn't make a 'boing' sound as I stepped around the corner to see Ann.

The wild look in her eyes said it all. She was indeed naked and true to her word, she had her legs spread wide for me. Fingering her pussy, her eyes were fixed on the hallway I'd just come from and while she smiled sweetly when she recognized it was me, I could tell she was on edge. I knew that was because she'd actually taken a huge risk leaving the door open. She was nervous that someone else might actually walk around the corner.

All the sexual heat Ann had created led to a fast, furious fuck. I jumped on the bed and buried my hard shaft into her wet, waiting cunt in one deep thrust, just like she'd wanted. Fifteen minutes later, we were both lying on our backs next to each other holding hands, our bodies sweaty as we tried to catch our breath.

"Well...THAT was fun," she said as she let go of my hand, placing hers on my half hard, sticky cock so she could play with it.

"That was amazing," I said as I stared at the ceiling, feeling her squeeze my shaft.

"Did you think there would be somebody else with me?"

"No...I knew better."

"But what if someone would have come in? I kept thinking about that while I waited for you to get here."

"I'm pretty sure you would have kicked their ass," I said as I turned to kiss her on the cheek.

We lay in bed after that, recuperating for a while...neither one of us wanting to get up and close the door to the hallway. Eventually we did, only to return to our sex bed, spending the night there. We fucked one more time during the wee hours of the morning, and we'd made love once in between about 1 AM. The times we weren't having sex were spent sleeping next to each other, which was almost as good as the sex itself.

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Ann took a second chance at breakfast the next morning. She'd gotten up first, taking a long hot shower to get herself revived. Then she came back to bed and woke me up lovingly by nestling up against my body and kissing my chest and neck. I thought that was going to lead to something, but she was right when she said that I needed to clean up first.

So, I hopped into the shower and took my time reviving myself. When I got out twenty minutes later, she was lying on the other bed in one of the plush white robes the hotel provided.

Standing up, she held out an identical robe and said, "Come on, lover...let's go to breakfast."

"You're going like that?" I asked with a laugh.

"Sure. You said that Heather told you when you first got here to think of this place as your home. So, if it's our home, I'm not getting all dressed up just to eat breakfast when all I'm going to do afterwards is come back here and fuck your brains out."

"Okay...well, let me throw on some shorts."

"Huh-uh...if I'm not wearing anything under my robe, you aren't either," she smiled.

"You're not wearing anything under your robe?"

Giving me yet another dirty grin, she handed me the robe before putting on some slippers. I slipped on my sandals and in seconds, we were headed downstairs, Ann giggling at me as we walked since I was having trouble finding a way to hide my growing erection in the loose robe. No matter how I closed it and tried to tie it shut, I still felt like my cock was going to pop out. I'm sure it wasn't as bad as I was making it out to be, but it was hard not to feel a little self-conscious. Especially the way that little flirt was teasing me about it.

Once we were in the elevator, Ann pulled one of her bachelorette party gifts out of her robe pocket. It was a little egg vibrator with a remote control attached by a wire.

"What's that?" I wondered, surprised that she had it in her hand.

"Uh...it's my little vibrator," she said, looking at me like I was a dope.

"I know that, but I said no toys."

"No...you said no opening the toy chest."

"What's the difference?"

"It was in my purse," she said as she opened the front of her robe, showing off her sexy, naked body. Handing the little egg to me, she grinned. "And if you play your cards right, it'll be in ME in just a second."

My smile was so wide it hurt. Moving my hand down the soft skin of Ann's stomach, I reached between her slightly parted legs and slipped the two-inch long oval inside her wet pussy, using my finger to bury it deep. She let out a soft moan and closed her eyes halfway.

Retying her robe, she murmured, "This is going to be fun."

I stood in front of the 'Please wait to be seated' sign of the hotel restaurant for the second breakfast in a row, this time with my beautiful fiancée on my arm. The same hostess walked up to the podium, perking up when she saw Ann.

"Good morning," the hostess said, looking at us with an impish smile, no doubt because of how we were dressed.

"Good morning, Allison."

"Smoking, or..."

"NON," we both said, making her laugh.

"Okay...non-smokers, I take it. Would you like a booth, or a table," she asked politely.

"Which is more private?" Ann asked with a giggle.

"More private?"

"Neil and I are pretending we're at home having breakfast. That's why we're wearing the robes. So, we really don't want to be around any people if we can help it."

"Let me see what I can do...I'll be right back," Allison said as she walked away.

Raising my right eyebrow at Ann, I asked, "What are you up to?"

"What I always do...finding a way for us to have a little fun!"

Allison came back a short time later and started rambling. "I'm going to open up the back of the restaurant for you. We haven't been that busy on Sunday mornings since they got rid of the breakfast buffet. I honestly don't know why they did that, but I hear they're going to reopen it next month, which will be a good thing. We have too many open seats for breakfast, and breakfast..."

Ann held up her hand, smiling as she tried to get Allison's attention. "Allison. Excuse me...Allison!"

Allison stopped. "I'm sorry. I do that sometimes. I start talking and – "

"Can you take us to our table?" Ann asked politely.

"Sure...I'm sorry," she said, grabbing two menus and motioning for us to follow her. "Like I was saying, I'm going to put you in a booth in the back. It may be a little dark, but you'll be alone. Brenda's going to be your server. She said she doesn't mind covering your table, but she may be a little slow getting to you."

Ann sat down in the booth and said, "Just tell Brenda that all we need her to do is take our order and then bring our check with the food. If she does that, she'll get a healthy tip, okay?"

"Okay, I'll tell her," Allison smiled as she left the menus.

I sat across from Ann, who was looking around the room we were in. It was a little strange, because it was darker where we were sitting and there was no one else around. Plus, I thought Ann was going to say or do something, but she just picked up her menu and started browsing through the breakfast items.

A couple of minutes later, Brenda showed up with a big pot of coffee, setting it on the table. "Good morning. I'm Brenda, and I'll barely be serving you today," she said with a grin.

"Excuse me?" I asked, thinking I'd misunderstood her.

"Allison told me you two would like your privacy, so I'm going to try and leave you alone as much as I can. I brought you a pot of coffee. You can keep it here and I won't have to freshen it. When you're ready to order, I'll get it in as quick as I can and you two can eat in peace."

"We're ready to order now, Brenda," Ann said with a smile.

That had me scrambling, since I had yet to pick up my menu. But it was breakfast, so I was able to wing it pretty quickly and order. I asked her to just add the check to my room bill, so we wouldn't have to deal with paying. Brenda gave me a funny look, but before I could figure out why, Ann reached into her robe and pulled out a twenty, handing it to her.

"Here's your tip. Thanks for helping us out this morning, Brenda. I really appreciate it."

"So do I," Brenda said cheerfully, taking the money and the menus, leaving us alone...for at least a little while.

Ann was excited, although it had nothing to do with the little vibrator in her pussy. "Wow, this worked better than I ever could have hoped," she said, leaning forward with her elbows on the table.

"What makes you say that?" I asked.

"I wanted to be kind of away from people, but I never dreamed that we'd be ALONE alone...you know what I mean?"

"And just what has that naughty little mind been planning all morning?" I raised my eyebrow again, questioning her.

"Patience, baby. You'll see."

Once Brenda brought our food and left us to our breakfast, Ann smiled sexily at me, reaching for my hand under the table. My palm found her clenched fist, and she opened her hand to give me the remote to the little vibrator buried inside her cunt.

"You can use that any way you want while we're here, Neil," she said as she took a bite of her bacon. I was about to turn it on when I felt her bare foot in my lap, working at my robe. Then I felt her other foot and she was using them together.

"What are you doing, babe?" I asked.

"I'm doing the same thing I hope you're going to do for me a couple of times. I'm going to make you cum," she said confidently.

Seconds later, she had her bare feet rubbing my very erect cock, having found a way to remove it from my robe. That was no easy trick considering she'd only used her feet, she couldn't see what she was doing, and my robe was tied tightly. All the same, there I was with my cock and balls out from underneath the folds of the plush terrycloth and Ann slowly rubbing the sole of her left foot on my shaft while the toes of her right played with my balls.

It wasn't the first time she had played with my cock underneath a restaurant table with her feet. She'd done it several times, just being playful. It wasn't even the first time that she'd taken my cock all the way out under a table, as I remembered her sitting beside me in a booth in Utah, slowly jacking me off. But this was a first.

It was also different. Maybe it was being naked underneath the robe that made me feel more exposed, but there was something about the way she was playing with me that made my heart beat faster. I tried to concentrate on eating, but she could move her toes at just the perfect moment to make me squirm. There was a steady flow of pre-cum leaking from the head of my prick and my devious fiancée took great delight in squeezing out more whenever she could.

On the other hand, I had power in the name of a multi-speed remote control...and I used it almost recklessly. I was torturing Ann's pretty pussy, changing speeds, increasing the vibrations...then slowing it down to deny what she wanted most. I did that several times, going so far as to turn it off for a couple of minutes.

We were eating, but we were making it so difficult for each other that breakfast was taking longer than either of us wanted. So, we reached a temporary truce: Ann kept her feet in place, but stopped moving them; and I turned the vibrator to a lower setting. The only reason I didn't turn it off altogether was that she begged me not to. She loved being on the brink of her orgasm and the low buzz she was feeling inside her was driving her wild.

When we'd finally finished eating, she pushed her plate away and sank down just a little in her seat, reaching up with her feet to resume playing with my still throbbing and leaking cock. The look on her face when her toes felt the slick fluid oozing out of the head almost made me cum right then. She followed that up by cooing softly.

"I want you to cum first, baby...then you can do what you want with me. Okay?"

I wasn't going to argue, simply nodding instead. I was still nervous, because we were technically in a public place. Even though there was no one near us, there were no guarantees that someone else wouldn't be seated near us, or that Brenda wouldn't come back unannounced. At the same time, that nervousness was also part of the thrill, my heart beating like a drum as Ann massaged my cock with her soft feet.

She could do things with her feet that most women couldn't do with their hands when it came to servicing a cock, and I couldn't get over how incredible it felt. She wasn't jacking me off like she'd done before; she was massaging my balls with her right foot, while running her left foot up and down my shaft.

After a few minutes, she started concentrating on the head of my cock, using her toes to play with it as she pressed it against my abs. After just a few minutes of that, I was close to cumming. A naughty glint flashing in her eyes, she slid her empty juice glass across the table toward me.

"Fill that up for me, lover. I'm thirsty," she said, licking her lips.

Ann pressed the toes of her right foot into my scrotum, right at the base of my cock, making my shaft jut straight out from my body. She then took her left foot, using my shaft to separate her big toe from the others, and quickly ran them back and forth along the length of my cock. The suddenness of it all had me ready to spew and I grabbed the glass, placing it over the end of my cock just in time. I groaned as my cock started blasting a huge load into the back of the little glass tumbler which I was holding at an angle so I could fill it for my love.

When I finished, I handed it to her. She put her feet down and sat up in her seat. Leaning over the table again, she bought the glass to her face and inhaled deeply.

"Hmm...I love the smell of fresh brewed sperm in the morning," she said, looking into the glass. Then she brought it to her sweet lips and tilted her head back, emptying the contents into her mouth in one gulp. As she did, I turned the vibrator in her pussy to high and started bringing her to her own climax.

It only took a couple of minutes. Ann grabbed the edges of the table, her hands gripping the wood so tightly her knuckles were turning white. She threw her head back, her long curly mane flying as she closed her eyes and bit her lower lip. Finally, she came with a shudder and the sexiest little smile which appeared at the corners of her mouth.

We walked out of the restaurant a short time later and made our way towards the elevator; my left arm draped over her shoulders and she held onto my waist. My right hand clutched the tiny remote control I'd refused to give back to Ann, telling her it was her punishment for usurping the rules about toys.

The little wire connecting it to the vibrator in her pussy ran from my hand to the front of her robe. It wasn't that noticeable, but I know Ann was as self-conscious about it as I'd been earlier being in just a robe with a huge hard-on trying to poke through the front. It didn't help her that I was playing with the controls, continually changing the speed of the vibrator. She was squirming as she walked and at one point she actually let out a little yelp.

She looked at me when we got in the elevator and said, "I almost regret giving you that damn remote." Then she fell into my arms, kissing me wildly. "Almost!"

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I'd thought we were pretty much done late on Sunday. We went back to the pool again, wanting to cool off from spending most of the day in each others' arms in our room. Ann was doing a few laps along the wall while I was diving. It was just the two of us and we'd been there about an hour when she climbed out of the pool and stood on the side, watching me dive. That's when she decided our day wasn't done and she wanted to be daring one more time.

She was wearing a different bikini than the bright pink one I'd become accustomed to. This one was a little smaller, the triangular patches covering just a little less skin. The top had a little bow in the front between her tits, while the bottom had the same little bows on her hips, which made it seem sexier to me somehow. Or maybe it was just sexier because it was white, which made her tan look even better, and with it being wet, I could make out Ann's little landing strip underneath it, not to mention her areolas and nipples.

When I came up from the bottom of the deep end, she looked down at me and asked if I was ready to head back up to the room. I nodded and pulled myself out of the pool, walking over to the rack of towels. I grabbed one, but she walked right by, heading for the doorway, dripping. At first I wondered why she wasn't going to dry off, or at least wrap a towel around herself; then I realized she had to walk through the lobby to get to the elevators.

I quickly dried myself while I walked, but I was at least twenty paces behind her when I hit the doorway. I followed the wet footprints she was leaving on the dark tile floor and as I rounded the corner, I watched her glide confidently through the hotel lobby early Sunday evening. The place wasn't too crowded, not like it would have been on a Friday or Saturday night when the bar was full, but there were over a dozen people milling about as Ann strolled past on the way to the elevator.

When I saw several men's heads snap, following her with their eyes, I knew why she'd left me behind. If I had been walking with her, it wouldn't have had the same effect; they wouldn't have blatantly stared, admiring her, or lust after her like one guy was obviously doing right in front of his wife. As it was, Ann appeared to be alone, at least until I walked past a few seconds later. By then, I was giving them a show of my own, my cock creating a bulge that had to be visible even in my dark navy suit.

I could see there were more surprises in store when she walked past the elevators, heading down the long carpeted hallway of rooms, including the one she had stayed in as Barbara. Halfway down that hall, just when I was entering it, she looked over her left shoulder and shot me a naughty grin. Continuing to slowly walk away from me, she reached behind her back, untying her bikini top. A few steps later, it was dangling from her left hand.

I couldn't see her breasts, but I didn't need to. I knew she was dripping wet and now naked except for that little bikini bottom she was wearing. My gut told me she dripping wet somewhere else too. So was I; the pre-cum on the front of my swimsuit was feeling slicker than the wet material of my trunks.

Ann opened the door to the stairs, stopping briefly to hang the bikini top on the doorknob. Then she was gone, disappearing behind the door as it closed.

I followed her into the stairwell and stopped when I got to the landing on the third floor. There, hanging on the railing, was her bikini bottom. I leaned over the rail to look up and there she was; looking down at me from the top floor, tits proudly on display, her hard nipples announcing that she was turned on as much as I was.

I fought my instincts and took my time walking up the final two flights of stairs. I turned the corner to climb the last part, and was blown away by the vision of Ann standing at the top with her back to me, legs spread wide to show me her dripping pussy as I made my way up to her. When I was a couple of steps below, I moved behind her and licked her pussy from bottom to top, making her almost collapse onto the floor.

"Oh...GOD!" she screamed out, the noise reverberating down the stairwell. I was about to go in for another taste of her perfect pussy when she cried, "Hurry baby! Take me to the room and fuck me right now!"

I took my time, fumbling for the key in my swim trunks with Ann beside me in the hall, naked and horny. For all my pretense at strength, I wanted her just as much as she wanted me.