Hi guys It's been a while since my last story. I've been so busy with one thing and another that I haven't had chance to keep you all up to date on my naughty sex-life. Some of you will remember me as the cheating slut who has gone behind my boyfriend's back numerous times. I think the last time I was here I had been with three other guys, a taxi driver who I was seeing regular, a younger guy that shagged me in a back alley and an older guy that used me in my workplace toilets. I certainly haven't improved my behavior these last few months, if anything it's only worsened.. or got better depending on which way you look at it. My boyfriend, who is still about as exciting as a vibrator without batteries, has decided to try to pleasure me twice.. this year!!! Both times were when he got home from the pub, drunk, and each time was as enjoyable as a night at the opera with piles. The older guy, Gavin, who I shared a toilet cubicle in the hotel I work as a receptionist at, has visited twice more. We never actually stayed in contact as he is married, but one morning when I was checking that days reservations, I noticed his name and details and I had a feeling that I was going to be up to no good by the time the day was over. Gavin arrived early evening, about an hour before my shift ended. He looked pleased to see me, even though I was trying my best to be professional, I couldn't help but grin. Whilst checking-in, he wrote something down on a piece of paper and passed it to me... "My room after work?". My boyfriend was picking me up after work, so I had to think fast... I wrote on the same piece of paper "I'll be there" and passed it back to him. We smiled at eachother and up he went to his room, whilst I picked up the phone to call my boyfriend to inform him I had to work late as one of the night-shift was ill and not to wait up for me. Unbeknown to my fella, my shift was over with at 8pm and I had to find a way to get upstairs without any of the other staff seeing me. It was actually pretty easy as most of them were outside having yet another cigarette break. I made it up to room 306 and with butterflies in my belly, I knocked on the door. Gavin was in his bathrobe and I was guessing that he was naked underneath. We sat on the bed and chat for a little while. I didn't actually know much about him before then. The previous visit was pretty much him flirting and he informed me he was married after we had sex on a toilet. We didn't chat too long, I knew what he wanted and I wanted it too. Gavin closed in and we started to kiss tenderly. We fell back on to the bed as he ran his fingers through my hair, my hands roamed over his back whilst I kicked off my black heels. His hand moved down to stroke over my tan-tights legs, starting from the knee and working up under my black skirt. I kissed down to his neck, gently nibbling it, hearing him pant my name. His hand had found the top of my tights and started to pull at them, as well as my black lace panties. It wasn't long before my underwear was off and my skirt was wrapped around my waist, my legs slightly open with my pussy on show. Gavin moved down and opened my legs even more as he kissed the inside of my thigh. I grabbed the pillow behind my head as I felt the tip of his tongue touch my already soaking pussy, feeling it work it's way up and down and up to my clit which he nibbled and sucked gently. I unbuttoned my red blouse and unclipped my black bra, taking each off and letting them fall to the floor. Me laying there naked and Gavin still in his robe, I ordered him to take it off and beckoned him to come up. He let the robe fall to the floor, revealing his massive hard-on. He straddled my chest and pretty much poked his cock straight in my face. I slowly started to wank his shaft, pulling the foreskin all the way back as I teased his bell-end with my tongue-tip, circling it and planting little kisses on it. I then took his cock all the way in to my mouth, my lips encasing his shaft and pretty much all the way down to his balls, making me gag in the process. Gavin moved his body down and opened my legs. We looked eachother in the eye as we both moaned at the same time, his hard cock had just slid inside me. I wrapped my arms around him as he slowly and gently started to penetrate me, building up momentum after a little while. We did it in all kinds of positions, I came around four or five times, each time just as amazing as the one before it. I was on top fucking him like a porn-star when I felt him shuddering, filling my soaking pussy with his love-juice. After that, I collapsed on the bed beside him as we were both exhausted, sweaty and out of breath. We laid there chatting for a while, when it suddenly dawned on me that I should maybe check the time.. It was 1145pm!! I still hadn't figured how to get out of the hotel either. Gavin suggested I text the boyfriend to say that I've worked so late, that I am using one of the rooms for the night before my shift the day after. It worked!! as the other half text back to say "Ok see you tomorrow night". I snuggled up to Gavin and soon fell asleep. I woke up around 645am and Gavin was still asleep. I had to be back downstairs at 8am for my new shift, so I had enough time to shower and get ready. Thankfully the rooms had trouser-presses, as my uniform was a little creased. I had got dressed and was doing my make-up, that luckily I had in my bag, when Gavin woke up. He asked if we would be able to meet again that night. As much as I would have loved to, I knew I couldn't get away with it twice, so had to decline. At that point Gavin got out of bed, made his way round to where I was sat and pulled me up. I tried to explain that I was at work in 15 minutes and I had just got ready, but he didn't listen, he just leaned me over the side-table, lifted my skirt, yanked my tights down below my bum (I decided not to wear my knickers two days in a row) and proceeded to fuck me from behind. Luckily for me, Gavin wasted no time, he blew his load in a matter of minutes. I sneaked downstairs and thankfully nobody was on reception at that time. I took my seat and got on with my job. Gavin came downstairs shortly after to go to his course and gave me a wink. I smiled back at him and watched him go through the main door. The girl I work with said "I think he likes you". Little did she know that his sperm was swimming inside me, something that made the gusset of my tights even stickier.