Not the fanciest place in town, despite its name, but an OK mid-range hotel. Good tourist trade, from what the manager, himself a recent Cornell Schoo... of Hotel Administration graduate, had told me when I’d chatted with him at one of our annual travel fairs.Monsieur M owned this hotel, among others.That explained the referral from the ambassador, but not why. Tootsie had said it was urgent. Ambassador or not, it was going to be my name on the visa and I wanted to know what I was getting. She reached out to me, beckoning me upwards. I took her hand and worked my way up her body. Our lips met, even though my face was totally covered in her erotic juices. As we kissed my cock slipped into her once again. I began a slow steady in and out movement. My hips rotated a little as I moved, forcing my cock to slide around as well as back and forth. The feeling was exquisite. Her soft warm inner walls seemed to massage my dick. We did that for a long time, gazing into each other’s eyes. He watched that lovely behind for a few seconds as it squirmed in frustration and invitation. Then he reached out to stroke the glowing flesh, almost hypnotized by its whiteness. Finally he took his mighty prick in two hands and set its swollen head against the pink and gleaming lips of Susie's pussy. Susie pushed back as hard as she could to try to capture the fleshy knob, but his mother's voice made him start and pull away. Susie moaned in frustration around the meaty pole in her mouth. ”“Oh, you came back,” he said, looking up at me. “You’ll be graded appropriately for your actions,” he said, being vague.“On my work, and not on my body,” I said again, still mad. He didn’t answer, and instead, starting writing. “Hope you enjoyed my tits,” I said sarcastically, then left.At home, I spent the rest of the day in my room and only talking to Andy briefly when he came home. I laid in bed while browsing on my phone, trying anything to take my mind off what happened. I knew there was.