Note: Thanks to a comment I have put together a second part to the first story. Please vote and leave feedback it is all helpful in further developements.
Months have passed since we met that first time in the hotel an hours drive from your home. The few hours we spent together leaving its mark on both of us fight it as two people can only to realize the pull of the force is stronger than the link holding us aground. Yes, we have continued to chat as often as possible the moments being both informative and solidifying. The inner desire to touch the flesh of one another, bubbling and growing, like the sunflowers reaching to capture the warmth of the blazing sun.
Having arrived in the city with the most sunshine in all of North America booked into a hotel at the base of the mountains. Settling in and sitting wondering if He will be able to see his precious girl this time seeing He had not warned her of His intentions. Early afternoon she would be slaving away at her work trying to find solutions to the problems that occur day in day out. Checking His phone to make sure He had cell service dialing her number His thumbs begin the text, backspaces and starts over again.
Perusing the 145 character limit of the text making sure that it is worded just so. "Dear precious one, am at the Tucson El Conquistador would be honoured to have you join Me for dinner either tonight or tommorrow," pressing send the first step was completed. Knowing that the answer might take awhile He sheds his travel wearing clothes and hops into the shower. The luxurious body lotion provided, lathers up, and instinctively as His hands wash over, the hardness begins to spring erect with the thoughts of his precious dark gemmed lady. Slowly with a deliberation the out and in strokes of his hand over the length of his manhood bringing about a deep tingling sensation, a filling of seed into his heavy sac, his eyes closing shut as the memories of the last time over at the Holiday Inn and the numerous scenes shared weekly online was enough for the eruption and shooting of semen out and onto the walls of the shower or the edge of the tub, a wobbly sensation coursing through his legs making him grip the walls for support oh how she thrills him.
Toweling dry he hears the phone alert him to an incoming text message. Reaching the phone the message is from her accepting the dinner invitation for that night. Calling downstairs to the dinning room making reservations, his mind is at a comfortable place the trip is now more than worth the effort, the hours ahead will cement the journey that these two will embark on together, and the physical possibilities are only limited by their imagination. Life brought together by the, World Wide Web, does have its advantages.
Arriving straight from work dressed in a casual pair of slacks, a loose fitting blouse, and a pair of heeled sandals, she looked radiant, the sun drenched skin glowing with a healthy sheen, the dark gems twinkling like night stars guiding the path, and the warmest smile that cut right through to the inner core. He led her into the dinning room and to the window seats where their table for two was set up so that the mountains loomed like protective giants guarding them. Placing their order not giving her the chance to flex but the opportunity to easily fall under His control and to let all the troubles and frustrations of the daily grind dissipate and are swallowed into the world she just left.
She told him of her day as his ears were all tuned to every syllable that spewed from her lips. He put her at ease and together they shared many laughs and moments of tenderness. Looking across the table deep into her eyes taking her hand into His asks her if she would like to join him for a nightcap in his room upstairs. Meekly she just shakes her head up and down so signing the bill adding it to his room charges they raise as the sun is setting over the mountains and head to the bank of elevators in silence.
Safely behind the door as if an exterior force was directing their every move her arms wrapped around Him as he pulled her in tight their lips sealed upon each other, the tongues dancing as the pit of her stomach felt that familiar feeling of lust, his mind committing every taste touch and moan to everlasting memory. His hands roaming up and down her spine trying to pull her tighter and at the same time influence the heat to spread along her spinal cord. Moving her to a place beside an armchair he suddenly stops breaks the kiss and whispers "strip my dear precious one!"