Erotica: Hotel Room

“I don’t see a lot of these,” she pressed her forehead against the glass and looked down.

“What, fire escapes?” He was unpacking the cords and chargers from his backpack.

“Yeah. Mostly see them in movies – you know, like in Pretty Woman and stuff that takes place in New York. There aren’t many fire escapes in the suburbs.”

“Pretty Woman, huh?” He smiled.

She turned. “What?”

“See if that window opens,” he smirked.

“Why,” she asked coyly. “You gonna climb up and confess your love to me?”

“Nah,” he answered, unbuckling his belt. “I’m gonna fuck your ass on it.”

She fiddled with the latch and pulled the window open. “Same difference,” she responded, as she kicked her panties off from under her dress.

Erotic fiction writer. Phi (pronounced “fee”) came into kink at early age and renewed her connection with the lifestyle in 2014 after a decade-long hiatus. A somewhat popular and undeniably avid blogger on fetlife.com under the name phi-is-me, she lives in the suburb of a suburb in southern California with two cats and six pillows.