Post by Aoife Valkyrie on Jan 19, 2022 22:06:04 GMT
Aoife has spent the last few days going over in her mind how things went from so good with Courtney, to so bad. How they went from best of friends, to now bitter rivals. She crawls out of bed, leaving Mitch snoring glancing at the clock realizing that it's 4:38am. If she can't sleep, she might as well go for a run. She walks naked to the bathroom where she slides her panties and legging on. She grabs her sports bra and untwists it from the mess she left it in before she had climbed into the shower the night before with Mitch. She slides that on and then starts the task of trying to find her sneakers that she kicked off in the heat of passion as Mitch tossed her on the bed the first time they had sex last night. Yeah, that was before they had sex in the shower, and then again sometime in the middle of the night. She can really get used to this. She has not had a man like him in, well; forever. As if she hasn't had enough on her mind, she wonders how long this runaway romance is going to last until he tires of her and wants someone more his age. More experienced. Best not to think about that right now. She has more pressing matters to concern herself with at the moment. She finds one sneaker near the sofa and the other near the nightstand. She slides them on, opting to tie them in the elevator not wanting to turn any lights on in the room and chance waking Mitch up. She grabs her fanny pack and clips it on, stuffing her room key and her debit card inside. Well, his room key. She hasn't been back to her own hotel room since Monday night and if all goes well, she will cancel her reservation and just stay with him. Is that too forward? Is it too presumptuous to think that he would want me to be with him all the time? That he would want to spend all his free time with me and at work too? Is it too much? Would he tire of me even quicker?
She reaches for the door handle before stopping and looking back at him as his bare chest rises and falls. She can't get enough of him. How she wants to strip down and climb back in bed with him, but she knows that he needs his rest. Three times last night alone is wearing him down. He needs his sleep. She reaches out and grabs the door knob slowly twisting it and opening the door before stepping out into the hall. She squints as the bright lights bothers her eyes. She makes her way to the elevator and presses the down button. As she waits for the elevator, she grabs her left leg and pulls it up toward her firm ass stretching it out. She then grabs her other leg, also pulling that back giving that leg a good stretch. After last nights multiple romps with Mitch, you would think she would be all limbered up, but not this morning. The thought of facing Courtney has her all tensed up.
Finally the elevator door slides open and she steps in. She reaches for the buttons on the side panel and taps "L" for lobby. The door slowly start to slide shut when a hand reaches through and stops it from shutting. Aoife is startled that someone else is up at this time of morning. The doors slide back open and a drunken man steps through and into the elevator. Aoife has a bad feeling about this as she steps aside and lets the man choose what floor he wants to go to. The doors slowly slide shut as he never picks a floor. The elevator starts moving as she gets an uneasy feeling that something bad is about to happen. Suddenly, the man reaches up and hits the "emergency stop" button. The elevator comes to an abrupt stop and the drunken man turns toward Aoife. He reaches up, his trembling hand reaching for her breasts.
"I'd be careful what ya do next. Make a wise decision, yah."
The drunken man chuckles as he reaches out and grabs a handful of her right breast. Aoife snaps into action, slapping his arm away before driving her knee into the man's balls. The man doubles over, nearly vomiting before she grabs him and drives his head into the wall of the elevator. The drunken man drops to the floor like a sack of shit before she starts pummeling him with repeated kicks until he passes out. The elevator finally comes to a stop and the door slides open behind her. She reaches up and wipes the blood splatter from her face, the man's busted nose now twisted and pointing toward his right ear. She fixes her hair before turning and walking out of the elevator. The young woman at the front desk sees the drunken man on the floor laying in his own piss and blood. Aoife walks over to her and stops as the young woman slowly motions toward a splatter of blood on Aoife's face. Aoife reaches up and wipes it away with the back of her hand.
"Fuck deserved it, ya. He should learn betta manners, ya." and she starts walking toward the door to the hotel. "Be a dear and call him an ambulance. He might have a busted rib or two."
Aoife walks through the door and jogs away, her mind slipping back to the night before with Mitch. On the bed, in the shower, then sometime in the middle of the night.
She reaches for the door handle before stopping and looking back at him as his bare chest rises and falls. She can't get enough of him. How she wants to strip down and climb back in bed with him, but she knows that he needs his rest. Three times last night alone is wearing him down. He needs his sleep. She reaches out and grabs the door knob slowly twisting it and opening the door before stepping out into the hall. She squints as the bright lights bothers her eyes. She makes her way to the elevator and presses the down button. As she waits for the elevator, she grabs her left leg and pulls it up toward her firm ass stretching it out. She then grabs her other leg, also pulling that back giving that leg a good stretch. After last nights multiple romps with Mitch, you would think she would be all limbered up, but not this morning. The thought of facing Courtney has her all tensed up.
Finally the elevator door slides open and she steps in. She reaches for the buttons on the side panel and taps "L" for lobby. The door slowly start to slide shut when a hand reaches through and stops it from shutting. Aoife is startled that someone else is up at this time of morning. The doors slide back open and a drunken man steps through and into the elevator. Aoife has a bad feeling about this as she steps aside and lets the man choose what floor he wants to go to. The doors slowly slide shut as he never picks a floor. The elevator starts moving as she gets an uneasy feeling that something bad is about to happen. Suddenly, the man reaches up and hits the "emergency stop" button. The elevator comes to an abrupt stop and the drunken man turns toward Aoife. He reaches up, his trembling hand reaching for her breasts.
"I'd be careful what ya do next. Make a wise decision, yah."
The drunken man chuckles as he reaches out and grabs a handful of her right breast. Aoife snaps into action, slapping his arm away before driving her knee into the man's balls. The man doubles over, nearly vomiting before she grabs him and drives his head into the wall of the elevator. The drunken man drops to the floor like a sack of shit before she starts pummeling him with repeated kicks until he passes out. The elevator finally comes to a stop and the door slides open behind her. She reaches up and wipes the blood splatter from her face, the man's busted nose now twisted and pointing toward his right ear. She fixes her hair before turning and walking out of the elevator. The young woman at the front desk sees the drunken man on the floor laying in his own piss and blood. Aoife walks over to her and stops as the young woman slowly motions toward a splatter of blood on Aoife's face. Aoife reaches up and wipes it away with the back of her hand.
"Fuck deserved it, ya. He should learn betta manners, ya." and she starts walking toward the door to the hotel. "Be a dear and call him an ambulance. He might have a busted rib or two."
Aoife walks through the door and jogs away, her mind slipping back to the night before with Mitch. On the bed, in the shower, then sometime in the middle of the night.