It turned out the room had a double bed and two singles. We were both knackered from the day and figured we would go and get dinner with our other colleagues and sort the room out. As it turned out, a meal and a couple of beers later and we only remembered the bed situation when we got back up and walked into the room. He collapsed onto the large double mumbling ‘fuck it’ to no one in particular and I slumped into the small arm chair, we laughed it off and both pretty much dozed off right there.

I did not look to see the time, but a while later I woke up to see him come out of the bathroom, the light briefly hurting my eyes before he snapped it off. He asked if I was awake and I mumbled something back to him and dozed off again. I stirred again a little while later and this time my eyes stayed open easily adjusted to the dull light coming through the window. It was illuminating  just enough that I could the his large naked frame on the bed and to my surprise, the familiar movement shape and sound of him wanking. My eyes felt alert, my mind reeling. He saw me moving and slowly pulled the cover up. “Sorry,” he said quietly.

I smiled as I stood, “Don’t mind me,” I replied not entirely sure what I was expecting to happen, but feeling mischievous all the same. I stretched out a stiffness in my neck telling him I could not stay in the chair all night and he hesitated, but then moved over. I pulled the covers back to get in, exaggerating the movement to reveal him once more and lay down next to him. My heart was racing and it seemed like he was holding his breath. The tension was palpable, but also all in my head it seemed and I cursed myself for teasing me in this way. I turned over a bit here and there, but once he started long slower breaths I relaxed and drifted off once more.

This time what stirred me was the slight movements of the bed and I cracked my eyes open once more and to my delight I saw him again, clearly pumping his hand on his cock, his breath heavy and long. I rolled onto my back, wishing I had taken off my shorts too so he would see my own hard on. I thought he might stop, but he didn’t. I turned my head to him, so he would easily clock that I was no longer sleeping, my heart jumped a bit, he was already facing me too. My cock strained in my shorts and I did not hang around, I pushed them down and took my own cock in my hand.

“Oh god,” he whispered, barely audible and his pace quickened, he was so close and I found myself repeating his words, “Oh god, yes!” I said back to him. It was so hot as he hit short sharp breaths, his hand moving so quickly the whole bed trembled. Then he spoke up again, “I’m going to come,” he gasped and the mischief and the horniness in me combined and I drew my eyes up from his wanking to his face once more, “Come on me,” I offered him.

I instantly figured I had gone too far as he froze briefly, but then he was gasping once more, the bed rocked again and he gasped and groaned and to my delight hot rainy dollops landed on me, hitting my tummy and chest. We both lay there for a while, both our chests heaving and my mind was racing a bit, what would he say, what would he do. I felt so nervous, but I was still so turned on, my cock hard in my hand- an doh his come, I could smell it so clearly and it started to tickle me slightly as it started to run off my skin. After a while I slowly moved my hand, tentatively pulling on it to see how he would react. He did not so I continued, letting out a long subtle moan.

His phone buzzed and it made us both jump. In the brief light I saw he was still stood proud, “Are you still hard?” I said in disbelief.
“It’s my wife,” he gasped and I looked across the room to the clock, it was not even midnight. I rested as he picked the call up and listened to his small talk with her. When he told her how he had gotten lucky and was the only one to have a room to himself, my mischief peaked again. I resumed wanking and gradually reached across to him, touching his thigh, my heart pounding until my fingers reached his cock - god he was rigid hard - and circled my hand around it.

I sat up and he let me move so that I was sat between his legs, my hard cock looking pretty small next to his, I pulled on his as well as mine, nearly enough for our tips to touch. He was getting into swim pretty fruity detail with her now and I worked his big cock.

I could see more of it now and my mind wandered to doing more than just wank him and as that thought hit my brain, it all got a bit much for me. I leant back and fighting the urge to moan, I pulled on my cock, wanking hard until my legs tensed and locked and then I was looking at him, unable to hear the words he was saying to her as he eagerly watched me. My orgasm came much quicker than I was expecting, but it felt incredible. I leaned forward, angling over him. My first shot hit his tip squarely, the rest splattering around the base and up his shaft. I was panting so heavily now, moving back on my knees, ready to go down on him.

I caught a look of surprise as I leant in and I was relived that he did not try to move out the way. I kiss the tip once, savouring the sexy taste and the planted my lips firmly around his fat tip and pushed down, feeling him fill my mouth up. I eased on and off just twice and his legs trembled, his hand in my hair suddenly. The smell of come was deep in my nose as I worked his cock then his voice fell quiet and he tensed, held it a second and then squirts of hot spunk shot down my throat and as I flinched in reflex and withdrew him a little a big squirt that I played around my gums with my tongue before swallowing.

I held him in my mouth, sucking softly on him, drawing out his last drops and then he started to subside. I rolled off and lay on the bed, my face sticky, he must have come more than I thought, the rich smell lingering and then finally I fell into the deepest sleep.

In the morning it was like nothing happened, which it seems was fine for both of us. We met with colleagues for breakfast who all had grumbles about their nights sleep, amazed at how we both reported to have slept like babies. That was the one and only time we hooked up, but as I keep telling myself as I wank off thinking about it, the only time so far!