1. Heart of the Dragon, Part 2


    Date: 2/19/2016, Categories: Wife Lovers, Author: bad_mann_ers, Rating: 1, Source: LushStories

    I was still out of breath and my head was still spinning from the end of my encounter with Debbie. I walked barefoot up the hallway towards the fitness room. It has a window with a deep sill, so I sat there for a moment to catch my breath. After sitting there for a minute, my brain started to work again, and the first thing I realized was that I had left my cell phone and room key in her room. The phone and the webcam could wait until tomorrow, but I needed to get into my room. My wallet was in my room, and it occurred to me that the front desk was not going to easily give me a replacement key. Just then, the door in front of me flew open. It was a back door to the office behind the reception desk. A young woman stood in the doorway looking at me with wide eyes. I can't imagine what she thought. Although my breathing had returned to normal, I was still flushed from the exertions I had recently enjoyed. There was no hiding that my cock was still fairly hard, and the front of my pants were splotchy from the wetness I had been coated with when I threw them on. I was prepared to fabricate a story about the fitness center or some other plausible story so that I could get a replacement key. I was not prepared when she urgently said, "Get in here, now!" I think I intelligently blinked at her. She stepped over and grabbed my shirt and dragged me into the office. Actually, it was a short hallway, and she planted me with my back against the wall. "What did you do?" she demanded. ...
    "Uh," I replied. I actually am a smart enough guy, but I was completely at a loss. "Did you hurt her?" she demanded. "Debbie is my friend, and if you did anything..." "No," I managed. "No, you didn't do anything, or no you didn't hurt her?" she asked. She looked me up and down. "This doesn't look like you didn't do anything." "Uh," I tried. I wasn't going to admit anything, and I wasn't going to give anything away by denying anything either. A completely different look of surprise raced across her face. She licked her lips and quietly asked, "Is that what she smells like?" All I could smell was my own sweat and fear. "Sweaty men's locker room?" I joked. Before she could reply, I added, "Look, I just need a room key. I am not going to admit anything, but she probably needs someone to talk to. If you are her friend, you will get me a new key for my room, and then go to her." I don't think she liked any of that. I think she came to the conclusion that I had hurt her friend, and she was going to make me suffer. I could see it in her eyes. Luckily, she got distracted. The door had been ajar while she accosted me. Suddenly, it flew open and a flustered Debbie came storming in. She didn't even see me as she rushed up saying, "Karen, you have to save me. Don't ask questions, just get me his..." She suddenly noticed me. A relieved smile broke across her face as she reached out and touched my arm. "Room number," she finished. "No questions, my ass," declared the young desk clerk. "My ...
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