I knocked on the door to room 2525…Mark answered the door, with nothing but a pair of levis on…no shirt and was barefoot…I actually got a better look at him now with no shirt on…he was covered from wrist to shoulder in tattoos on both arms…and a huge one that said BSK PRIDE across his mid-section…a man with that many tattoos has to be a Harley Davidson freak…or at least in some sort of bikers gang…he still had his hair braided…and smiled when he saw it was me…
I smiled and said, "Hello…I had to run up to my room and change." Mark said, "That's fine…c'mon in darlin'." I walked in as he stepped aside and held the door wide open for me…this man had to have been close to 7 feet tall and around 300 lbs…give or take a few pounds…
All the rooms were equipped with huge massage tabled built into the walls…I pulled the table out and sprayed alcohol on it and whipped it down to make sure it was clean from the last person who'd been on it. I said, "okay…c'mon.." Mark said, "Stomach or back?" I said, "Stomach…then back…" Mark jumped up on the table and laid face down with his arms in front of his and his chin propped up on his hands.
As soon as I started massaging his shoulders…his body was responding by relaxing more and more…and he was emitting some fierce moans and groans from the pleasure may massaging hands were giving him…We did a lot of talking about my going to school and working for the hotel…and he was telling my stuff about him traveling and loving the feeling of being on a Harley…and what not…
2½ hours later, when I finished, I walked into the bathroom and washed my hands…as I was washing my hands…I felt a pair of soft warm hands slide around my waist…and as I looked up the hands to the arms I noticed they were covered in tattoos…I looked up and Mark was staring at me in the mirror…watching for a reaction…hoping he wasn't over stepping his boundaries…I couldn't say anything…I kept thinking 'kiss me…kiss me…oh CHRIST JUST KISS ME'.
His lips brushed against my neck and it sent a series of shivers down my spine. I slowly slid my hands down his arms and to his hands and laces my fingers with his fingers on top of his hands…Mark saw his cue and took my hand and walked me back into where the massage table was…and he picked me up by my waist and sat me on the table…and laid my on my back…then slowly slid his hands up my legs and thighs and unsnapped my levis, and slowly pulled them down my legs and off…
Then he stood above my head at the end of the table and leaned over and slowly kissed my lips…as he slowly slid his tongue between my lips into my mouth and found my tongue…his hands slid down over my breasts, and found the hem of my shirt and slowly pulled it up and off…didn't really have to worry about a bra, because my tank top had a bra sewn into it…
He moved around to the side of the table again…and kisses and touched and felt every part of my body…My body started responding to every touch and kiss I felt…When Mark got done kissing every part of my body, he picked me up and carried me into the bedroom…where he laid me down and the he got completely undressed and laid next to me…