prominently and my labia were becoming quite moist, and after a minute or two of enjoying her game of footsie, I decided to step it up a little. I reached down under the table and gripped the sides of her foot, holding it in place as I ran my fingers and thumbs around her toes. I had some experience with foot massage, having practiced it on one of my former lovers. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the feeling of my fingers as they rubbed over her pressure spots. She even let out an accidental groan, quickly bolting upright and clearing her throat in case anyone had noticed her state of arousal. I chuckled and she looked at me.
“ So, how about that view?” I said, repeating my earlier offer. She simply smiled and nodded, and then reached down to put her shoe back on. We polished off the rest of the wine and then made our way over to the elevators. As we passed by the bar, I caught the eye of the bartender, who grinned and gestured with an invisible fishing rod reeling in a big catch. I shot him a sly wink and carried on towards the lifts with Natalie trailing close behind me. We got into the first available elevator and I pressed the button for the twelfth floor.
“ Well no wonder you’ve got a good view!” she joked, “ I’m on the second floor!”
“ Oh that sucks!” I said, “ You should ask for another room. The place doesn’t seem that busy, I’m sure there will be lots of free ones further up.”
“ Well, I’m only here for tonight anyway, so...” she said, pausing as she thought for a moment. It was clear what she was about to say, though. She knew she wouldn’t be getting much use of her own room that night, regardless of which floor it was on. The bell dinged and the doors opened. We stepped out on to the luxurious carpet, and I led her down the narrow corridor towards my room.
“It’s this one, ” I said, taking out my key card and slicing it through the slot lock. The light turned green, permitting my night of fun and she followed me inside, closing the door behind her. She was carrying a small bag, which I told her she could leave next to the coat rack.
“ Would you like another drink?” I asked, walking over to the mini-bar.
“ Yeah, do you have more wine?” she asked, and I pulled out two small bottles of Pinot Noir. She nodded enthusiastically, so I grabbed two glasses and poured the wine out while she made her way over to the large window on the opposite side of the room. The thick pane of glass took up the entirety of the wall, with large curtains that could be draped in place to block out the world outside. She could stepped closer to the window, peering down at the ant-like people bustling around the gardens below, and then raised her view towards the awesome glittering oceans hogging the horizon. The stars littered across the clear black sky glistened off the surface of the water, making it seem like the world ended just a mile or so away. It was an impressive sight, and Natalie was clearly very jealous. I looked at her standing in front of the window, her amazing perky ass sticking out behind her as her skirt tried to contain her wonderful cheeks. She had an incredible hourglass figure leading up to the glorious red hair draping down over her back. I picked up the glasses and walked over to her, passing the glass to her right hand as I stood behind her, pressing my left breast onto her back with my leg brushing against hers. I took my glass and held it in my right hand as well, and then placed my left hand on her hip, diving underneath her suit jacket to feel the seam of her skirt where it met her blouse.
She didn’t flinch or back away. In fact, it felt like she pressed her body back a little, meeting my affectionate closeness as we both took a sip from our glasses. I was more interested in the view of her cleavage, of which I finally had a clear unobstructed view as I peered down the gap in her unbuttoned blouse. Her breasts seemed even more voluminous than before, and the