The train seemed to take an eternity to travel the few short miles into London, I looked out of the window and thought of you, waiting for me.
On arrival at the station I summoned a cab to take me to the hotel, I wanted the quickest most direct route. The hotel loomed large and palatial and I could feel my heart beating irregularly, anticipation and nerves filled me, I felt dizzy. I knocked timidly on the door and waited anxiously for you to answer.
As you opened the door I could hear my heartbeat, you smiled at me and took my hand leading me into the bedroom. We exchanged pleasantries but could both feel the electricity between us, you looked so calm and I was a nervous wreck, my normally calm and collected manner lay abandoned outside the hotel door.
You told me to sit myself on the chair in the corner of the room, I obeyed hurriedly secretly relieved that I could sit as my legs were so weak. You looked at me and slowly discarded the confines of your clothes, undressing very slowly I sat and watched as you requested. My breathing was shallow as I struggled to appear composed but inside I ached, nerves mingled with excitement were running riot through my body. You stood before me naked and I marveled at your body.
You took your cock in one hand and very slowly began to stroke, I caught my breath sharply. No words were exchanged as I watched you, you began to get harder. After what seemed like an eternity you walked closer to me, my eyes widened. Taking your foot you put it between mine and moved it side to side thus parting my legs a little, my tight skirt had no choice but to rise over my thighs. Your cock was a few feet from me and I longed to touch but was too frightened to move, you held me still with your eyes and I knew I had to wait. You moved your foot from side to side again this time harder and my legs opened wide, you continued to stroke as you took a step back, my pussy was visible to you and you had obviously noticed that I was very wet, it tingled as the warm air wafted over it.
