I was in the hotel lobby where I was catching up with a buddy who works for a rival network when he asked "where's your media credentials". "Damn, I l...eft it up in the room", I said. "I'll catch up with you at the convention center ", I told my colleague Herbie since it was going to take a while for me to get back up to my room on the 22nd floor. I got to my room and noticed the housekeeping cart was outside my room but my door was closed. Usually if the housekeeping cart has been outside my. "miss smitth can you take off your bra but leave the top on?", "ok jeff just wait", so i wiggled and moved until I could get off my bra without removing my top, he started feeling me up again through the sheer white cotton top he just seemed content playing with my tits, he loved them , and to be honest I feel they are my best feature but the time was getting on and I had things to do, he seemd happy now so maybe Ill put an end to this, then there was a knock at the door," shit ,jeff get in the. Slathering more oil onto my hands, I reached out and allowed my right hand to slide along her flesh until it brushed against her crotch. Man, I thought my dick was hard before, but after brushing over her pussy my cock threatened to tear its way out of my shorts. For the second time after touching her intimately, a shiver ran through her body and her legs opened even further. Throwing caution to the wind, I placed my hand on her butt, and slid it under the fabric of her panties and began to. The gym would have to wait.When I got downstairs Jeff was working hard at one of the weights machines. The muscles in his forearms and biceps strained in a most attractive way. I padded over, playfully squeezed one bicep. 'Looking good.' I said, and climbed on to one of the cross trainers. I'd been pounding away for about five minutes, just starting to build up a sweat, lost in my thoughts, when I pulled up short as my bottom exploded in pain. My hands flew to my backside, kneading the soreness.