Hotel Room
by: Whornee4JC
Copyright '02


Kelly stared at the blinking cursor on her laptop screen and ran her fingers through her hair in frustration

“why the fuck do I get stuck writing all the shitty stories?”, she thought to herself as she took a long drag off her cigarette.

Kelly was a reporter for the NY post, and while she had been working for them for almost 4 years, they always managed to screw her out of covering hard news stories, which left her to write pieces on poetry nights and local charity events. She was on assignment in NYC, covering the third annual wingfest at Madison square garden.

“pure red-neck fest….i am so glad I went for my masters in journalism….” She told her friend toby who happened to call her as she was looking over her notes. “listen, it could be worse….you could be packing out meats like I am” he laughed. “yeah, I just think I deserve more than this, ya know?” she replied as she poured herself another drink. “I swear hun, I am gonna be a raving alcoholic if this continues, but at least they put me up in Trump plaza” she said, taking a sip of the jack daniels, compliments of the Post.

“listen toby, I gotta finish this thing…..the boss wants it on his desk by tomorrow, and I still don’t have an idea for a lead” she mumbled as she plopped down on the bed. “ok sweetie, I’ll talk to ya tomorrow”

as she rested the receiver on the cradle and proceeded to light her cigarette, her attention was diverted to a noise from the room next door. It sounded like a low, moaning sound. What the hell was that? She thought as she dropped her lighter in awe. Looks like the jack is hittin me harder than I though.

She sighed and laid back against the pillow. Eh well, she thought….must be the fuckin heater….as she pulled her laptop closer, she nearly spilled her entire drink onto her lap as the moans became louder and more intense..

She placed the laptop on the nightstand and swallowed hard. Ok, what the fuck is goin on here? She thought as she took a deep drag from her Newport. Am I the only one in NYC not getting any ass? She giggled at the thought of bein the last reformed virgin in NY and gulpled down the bitter jack from her glass and placed the glass onto the nightstand.

Anyway, back to the article, she thought, trying to get her thoughts away from the fact that a good screw would be wonderful at the time. As she walked towards the mini-bar, she nearly fainted when she recognized the mouth from which the moans were escaping….

Was that? No…cant be” she whispered to herself “could have sworn that sounded just like him….then again, it was probably a mixture of the jack and her sexual frustrations getting the best of her. “no way in hell that could be chasez….hed be in the penthouse suite, right? And no way she would be lucky enough to be next door to him..

Her lower lip began to tremble and she nearly spilled the jack all over the floor as thoughts of JC pleasuring himself ran through her head.

“ok girl get a grip” she said outloud, as if to reprimand herself “there is no way JC is here, right next door…probably just some 40 something getting off to porn. Time to focus on the article….”

As she paced the room, she thought to herself, but what if? God, this was killing her and at this point there was no way she could focus on writing that stupid fuckin article. She grabbed the bottle and poured a tall glass, took a big gulp of the potent liquor, then plopped down onto the bed. As she lit another cigarette, she noticed yet another point from the show next door: there was no female voice coming from the room. So it had to be only him, by himself, having a party.

“this is crazy….i think I need to stop drinking…” she pronounced, taking bigger sips of her cockatil.

As she was tryin to justify the actions occurring next door, she heard something that nearly gave her heart failure…..it was him…it had to be. God, it sounded just like him. She knew that voice….the voice that made her weak every time a note left his throat.

Well, she thought to herself, there is only one way to find out….she grabbed an empty glass from the bar, and propped it up against the wall. Time for some investigative journalism, she giggled to herself as she placed her ear onto the other end of the glass.

What she heard next made her hair stand up on her arms….holy fuckin shit….its HIM!!! Its JC fuckin chasez, masturbating and moaning like it was goin outta style. She chugged her jack and listened more intently as he continued to pleasure himself

His moans were low and long…..with short pauses followed by gasps and the occasional “oh gooood…..yeah, mmmmmm”

Oh my god, oh my god…..the sounds encircled her mind and clouded her thoughts as the moans and breathing became more intense….she lit another cigarette and nearly burned herself due to the fact that she was lost in this erotic little world, where she was separated by a few inches of sheet rock from the one man whom fulfilled all her deepest darkest erotic fantasies.

As she continued to listen, her hands and body trembling along with his, she finally heard him orgasm, and nearly lost her mind as screams and moans escaped and filled the room next to hers. She lost her mind with every groan that escaped his lips and she could feel herself getting wet at the thought of JC, alone in his room, his long fingers wrapped around his hard cock…his curls matted to his forehead and his back arched up as he came.

As the moans died down to sighs, she nearly fell off the bed…her legs felt like jello and her head was flooded with visions of JC, breathless and glistening with his own juices. Ok, time for another drink, she thought as she staggered to the bar…her hands were trembling to the point where she needed both hands to pour another drink. She grabbed the glass and emptied the potent, bitter liquor and walked out to the balcony to smoke a cigarette. For some reason, the tempurature in the room increased by about a hundred degrees and her body was covered in sweat from what she had just heard.

“I cant take this…I cant” she hissed, as her weak fingers took in another drag. Wait a sec, am I losing my mind? Here I am at 2 in the morning, picturing JC masturbating.

She bit her trembling lower lip at the thought, and shook her head in frustration. God dammit, if I don’t get laid soon, I am gonna go completely insane. She sauntered back into the room and sat down on the edge of the bed, trying to collect her thoughts.

Ok, I cant take this…I need to find out if its him,” she said softly, pulling her hair back into a ponytail. Her body was soaking wet at this point, and her hormones were racing. So, she thought to herself, how am I gonna find out if its him or not?

She paced the room, holding her drink and scratching her head. I cant just knock on the door and say “excuse me, I couldn’t help but here you masturbating, so I wanted to come in and check it out for myself. That right there would land her a trip in jail, and end her journalism career. As she picked up her laptop, she knocked the phone onto the floor. Just then, she thought of the ultimate plan that just might work

My phone. Its broken. Yes, that’s it, she contemplated, as she bit her lower lip. I could tell him that my phone broke and I need to use his to call my friend. She got up from the bed and glanced into the mirror. Holy shit, she gasped, I cant go to him looking like this, he’ll fuckin puke at the sight of me. She looked around and changed into her tight fitting boot cut jeans, a tank top which showed of an ample amount of clevage and her boots…she took her hair down and let her long blond curls fall over her shoulders.

Much better, she thought as she popped a piece of gum into her mouth….

Ok, this is it….moment of truth, she whispered as she sprayed perfume all over her body. She turned towards the door and breathed in as she walked next door.

It must have been a good ten minutes that she stood outside his door, psyching herself up to knock on his door and try not to pee herself once, or if, he answered. She took a deep breath and tapped on the door.

After about a minute, she heard footsteps approaching the door. This is it, she thought to herself as she nervously played with her hands.

The door opened, and she nearly fainted at the sight before her. There he stood, shirtless in low cut jeans, revealing his cut abs and sleek hipbones. His curls were brushed away from his face, and his body was covered in a light layer of sweat. He smelled like Envy and sex and it took every ounce of strength for her to speak….

“can I help you hun?” his wraspy voiced inquired. He had just cleaned himself off and gotten dressed when she knocked on his door. He couldn’t believe the sight when he pulled open the door. A beautiful woman, mid twenties, with long blond hair and eyes that could paralyze any human being. As he stared into them, his eyes slowly trailed down her body and he could feel his erection hardening and bursting through his pants as he stared into her clevage.

She inhaled and replied “hi….sorry to bother you, but my phone is broken and I need to call my friend. Mind if I used yours?” she said, biting her lower lip and tossing her hair to one side.

Use my phone? He thought, hell you can use anything you want in here, present company included “uh….sure” he said, still continuing to undress her with his eyes “c’mon in” he said stepping aside

Thanks so much….i’m Kelly by the way,” she said, her voice slightly trembling as she extended her hand. This is it, she thought…..i’m gonna die as soon as he touches me. “I’m josh….or JC as most people call me…its nice to meet you” he smiled as he touched her hand. Chills ran up his spine and down to his throbbing member as he pulled her in.

She stepped into his room, and glanced at him as she passed him. He was still sweating and slightly out of breath from before. Hmmm, she thought, and evil smirk passing over her lips. I think its time to play dumb

“hey, are you ok? You look kinda flushed…” she said, trying hard not to smile and jump him at the same time. He glanced up, his head still swirling from the gorgeous sight before him, and ran his hand through his glistening mane.

“uh, yeah….its just hot in here” he said as he closed the door and walked past her “heres the phone….help yerself” he said as he grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge. She sat down on the bed and picked up the receiver. As she dialed the number, her eyes wandered across the bed. The same bed where he had nearly killed her. She could still see the sweat marks on the pillow and the smell of him almost made her pass out. She glanced over at him, and watched him intently as he raises the bottle to his soft full lips. God, what I would give to be that bottle, she thought as he slowly sucked down the last drop of water.

“hello?” a voice from the other end of the phone replied “Kat? Hey its kel, whats up girl?” Kelly responded, running her fingers through her hair “are we still goin to the bar tonite? Or are you gonna be a lil puss again?” JC giggled at her question, and she smiled back at him as he shook his head. Good lord JC, will you just please ravish me and be done with it? She thought as her friend’s tone changed dramatically.

“um, kel I hate to tell you this, but as yer best friend, you need to know….” Her voice trailed off. Kelly sat up straight, and bit her lower lip “whats wrong are you ok?” she inquired “well….i was at the club before, and….

Kelly’s heart nearly dropped as her friend told her the story of how she found kelly’s boyfriend dancing…,.no, nearly fucking…some girl at the club. Her stomach tightened, and she could feel the jack swirling restlessly in the pit of her stomach.

“no….this cant be happening” she said, trying to fight back tears. JC looked at her, and leaned in….he grabbed a pad of paper and a pen and began to scribble a note. He ripped it from the pad and handed it to her.

“is everything ok?”

she looked at the note, and smiled….god, hes hot and sincere. Bastard

she wrote back to him what she just heard, and as he read it….he shook his head and replied

“would you like a drink beautiful?”

as she read those six words…..her heart nearly stopped beating and she nodded to him. she smiled and patted her softly on the back as he handed her a glass of red wine.

“ so hun….ya still wanna go out?” kat asked nervously. Kelly sighed and bit her cuticles “no….i’m not up for goin out….i don’t wanna go to jail for a double homicide tonite, ya know?” she laughed nervously.

“ok hun, I understand…..i will be back shortly ok?” kat said, trying to comfort her friend. “oh kat, I will see you in a few”

“hey kel? Could you do me a big favor?” kat asked nervously “anything for you dude…” Kelly said, still shakin from the news and the beautiful sight that was now sitting next to her, rubbing her back.

“well I kinda met this guy,,,and I was wondering if I could have the room tonite….i mean, if that’s ok with you….”

Kelly swallowed hard and inhaled “yeah sure…no prob….the post can book another room”

“thank you sooo much babe….i owe ya one” kat replied “and fuck aaron….hes an ass and he doesn’t deserve you”

“shes right” JC whispered. She turned towards him with a look of shock on her face. Kat was famous for being loud on the phone, to the point where anyone within a 20 mile radius could hear her. She smiled nervously at JC, and prayed that she wouldn’t die right then and there

“thanks kat….i’ll see ya in the morning” she hung up the phone and sighed as she stood up to walk towards the balcony.

“fuckin great….” She said outloud, opening the door to walk out and light a cigarette. JC followed close behind, and came up behind her as she leaned over the balcony

“hey….i know we just met, but if you need a place to crash, you are more than welcome to stay here” he said, placing his hand on her shoulder. Chills danced around her back and she turned around slowly. God he was beautiful, she thought…

“um…yeah….sure if that’s ok with you” she said looking at the ground. He smiled and wrapped his arms around her slender waist. “of course its ok….i could use the company”

she rubbed his back and looked into his eyes. “thank you….you have no idea what this means to me” she answered, tears filling her eyes at the thought of her boyfriend….now ex…..grouping some slut.

“hey….are you ok kel?” JC asked wiping away the tears that were streaming down her face. “yeah, I’m fine, more pissed off than upset I guess” she sighed. “listen, if there is anything you need, just lemme know, ok?” he said running his fingers slowly across her cheek


he pulled her in closer and smiled at her.

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