We sat up and shared another sweet kiss before she cuddled up to me and we turned to watch the men. Mr Klein arched his back and moaned out loud.
“Oh yes Dylan… YES!” As his thrusting stalled and he shuddered, cumming hard into the sexy cabana boy.
“That’s it… that’s it… swallow it all… swallow that hot cum…” Mr Anderson moaned as he shot his load deep into Dylan’s throat. The boy shuddered, his whimpers muffled by Mr Anderson’s big dick as his cock throbbed and he shot a load of hot cum all over the comforter before he collapsed on the bed.
The five of us were completely spent. Mr Klein suggested we all have another drink but then Mr Anderson spoke.
“Sorry guys but Aaron and I have an early flight in the morning.” He smiled at me. “Plus we’ve had a full day.”
Mr Klein nodded, “Ok… no big deal. Yeah you’re probably right, we have to get up early too… probably could go for a good night’s sleep. Unless Dylan has other plans…”
We all turned to look at Dylan and heard him snoring on the bed, fast asleep. We all laughed and I slipped my little shirt back on. I kissed Katie again and we exchanged numbers, I really hoped to see her again. I kissed Mr Klein good night and he thanked us for coming by.
Maybe we’ll see you again in a few weeks?” He asked.
Mr Anderson smiled, “Oh you definitely will!” The two men laughed and shook hands before Mr Anderson led me out of the room and back to the elevator. I held his hand as we rode down to our floor.
“You were incredible tonight.” He said holding my hand to his lips and kissing it.
“Thank you daddy…” I beamed. “That was all so amazing. The whole weekend. Thank you for taking me on this trip.”
“Glad you had a good time.” He said. “You know… There can be more of this in your future if you’re interested. Bryan has been looking for a promotion and I’ll need a new assistant. You’re wasted as a data processor anyway. What do you say?”
My heart raced. “Oh yes definitely! That would be great! Thank you Mr Anderson!”
“Don’t mention it sweetie. I’m the one who should be thanking you.”
When we got back to the room we each took a shower and got into bed, only realizing how tired I was once I laid down. Mr Anderson snuggled up, spooning me and I was asleep in seconds.
In the morning our dry cleaned clothes had arrived and we got dressed, my baggy boxers suddenly feeling as though I was wearing a garbage bag as underwear, I’d have to go shopping and remedy that immediately once I got home. We headed down to the lobby and checked out before hopping into a cab and driving to the airport.
After landing we waited at the cab stand. His Uber arrived before mine and Mr Anderson bid me farewell. “See you Monday.” He said with a wink before getting into the black sedan and driving off into the night. My car came a few minutes later. On the drive to my apartment I texted my girlfriend letting her know that I was home.
“Did anything interesting happen?” She asked and I replayed the events of the last two days in my mind. Smiling to myself, I texted back, “Nope! Just two days of playing secretary. Pretty boring trip over all. I’ll call you tomorrow!” Before sliding my phone back into my pocket and looking out the window as the car raced along the quiet city streets.
THE END.