The most strikingly beautiful woman I ever saw walked past me in the bar. The delicately tailored and fitted jacket and matching mini skirt showing off the most spectacular set of thighs I could ever imagine, her dark hair flowing long and wavy down to the midst of her slim waist.

I picked my handbag up to follow her through the side door. We were at the Ritz and the butlers stood at both sides watching her pass by. I followed a safe distance behind the 4 inch heels and by the time I opened the door she had disappeared. I proceeded to touch up my makeup, straighten my skirt and brush my long blonde hair before she appeared from the cubicle. I smiled and said hello.

?Hi? she replied, I noticed her eyes auspiciously travelling up and down me from head to toe, lingering on parts of me a couple of seconds longer than a stranger usually would. Her eyes returned to mine and the couple of wines I?d had in the bar gave me the courage I did not usually possess.

Her green eyes were fixed onto mine and I knew that if I didn?t say something I?d just turn around and walk away - I had to take the risk. ?Have you ever been with another woman before?? I asked, my tone sensual and husky, surprised that the alcohol had taken the nervous edge off my voice, . She smiled and blushed, but her eyes did not leave mine for a split second. I took a step towards her and ran my hand softly from the top of her head, down the side of her tanned face, passing over her long smooth neck, finishing with an ever so delicate brush over her right breast. Within seconds we were both locked in the end cubicle, jackets off, blouses ripped open in a hot frenzy and skirts up around our waists.

My lips locked on her moist pouting lips, touching, exploring and delving deeply. Our hands roamed each others curves endlessly and I could feel the fire burning between my legs, my personal place swollen, ready and waiting.

I peeled her blouse back to reveal more-than-ample suntanned breasts, her nipples large and inviting.

It was hot, hard and fast and our breathing increased in time and in sync.

Her hand slipped quickly down between my legs and she kneaded my softness with determination making me cum in half a second. I spun her around quickly, placing both her hands on the top of the cistern.

I opened her legs wide, needing to taste her. I tore her panties to the side, she was teasing wet, her personal place standing at attention.

There was nothing gentle about this encounter, the passion and anxiousness of the moment had us both. I buried my face deep into her, my tongue lapping at the juices and sucking her personal place until she came, covering me with juices. I knew it was going to be a long night and that had just been the beginning.

We rearranged ourselves and left the toilet block one after the other, stopping only at the reception desk to book ourselves a suite for the night??.