"Come," she simply said. The statuesque Asian escort took my hand and led me down the hallway of my hotel. I was in town on a work-related trip to sell computer software at a convention. That night, instead of hanging out with coworkers, I slipped out and dialed a number a buddy of mine gave me.
"You'll fly back home thanking me," he said before jamming the piece of paper in my hand. "Her name is Kiko, and she's waiting for your call." I can't believe I had the nerve to call her, but when she answered, it seemed fate took over. The tall woman stepped into the hotel lobby and looked around. I can't believe how sexy she was, standing in a black cocktail dress with straight black hair. Kiko easily towered over everyone else there, and she stood next to the front door with confidence, waiting for me to approach her.
"Kiko?" I asked with a shuddering voice. She smiled and held out her hand to me.
"Yes. You must be Derek." Her voice for her size was surprisingly high and light in the air. I expected deeper, given her frame, but Kiko was delightfully feminine and soft. I reached for her hand, and feeling those long fingers in my smaller grip was like touching electricity itself. "Shall we? Please lead the way."
I guess Kiko wasn't a woman to waste time. We stepped into the elevator and made our way up to my floor. Inside the small compartment, her body took up a lot of room. Poor Kiko had to stoop over to avoid hitting her lovely head on the elevator car's ceiling. She leaned over me and I could smell her perfume. She was simply captivating.
Once we were on the 8th floor, Kiko stepped out first and stood at her full height again. I followed behind, noticing that I barely stood above her shapely ass. I could almost make out the shape of her thong panties underneath, and I caught my breath. Soon I'd be seeing this towering escort in the nude. The thought of having sex with Kiko stirred my cock to life.
"Come," she said again, holding my hand. Kiko had no misgivings of a night with me. My eyes were fixated on her slender digits, knowing that eventually they might wrap around my cock while she looked into my eyes. Oh, what I night I was about to have!
When we reached my hotel door, I quickly produced my key card and opened my door for her. The lights were off, so only her large silhouette could be seen from the city's lights outside my window. Her shape filled my head with visions of mounting this incredible woman. We flipped on a few lamps as the door closed behind us. "Would you like something to drink?" I asked.
Kiko waved off the idea with a wave of her hand and stood before me. "What I want to drink doesn't come from your mini bar," she said with a smoky Asian accent. "I suggest you get undressed and sit on the bed for me." I gulped a bit and did as she requested. As my clothing flung to the back of a chair, I stood before her in my boxers and chose one of the two queen-sized beds in my room.
"Mmmmm, that's a good boy," she purred, "I like it when my man does as I say. Now, watch me." With that, I propped up some pillows against the room's wall and sat there, watching my show. Kiko reached behind her and unzipped her dress. The black number fell from her shoulders and breasts, sliding down her lithe body and from her hips. Before I knew it, my date for the night stood tall and proud in nothing more than a set of lace black bra and panties, with her glossy high heels still on her feet.
"I've taken off what I want, now you take off me what you want." My eyes popped open wider than before. She was a total dream for me. I knelt on the bed and reached for Kiko's bra. We hugged where I inhaled her perfume while my hands fumbled with the clasps of her bra. She was tall and slim but still carried an impressive set of breasts. Now free, they felt soft against my cheek, and I felt her nipples harden against my face.
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