George and Lydia are fuck buddies who live about seven hours distant from each other. George is a businessman, and he travels a bit, and tries to arrange layovers in Lydia's hometown. He is successful in doing that about every two to three months.
Lydia works at a medical clinic doing all the administrative things. She has traveled a couple of times to a nearby city that George was visiting, and they got to play all night.
George was traveling back from some western city, and called Lydia up to see if she might be free. Lydia works on Saturday, and has Wednesday off almost every week. George knows this, and tries to arrange his travel accordingly. Lydia was really excited that George was coming to see her, and found out he would be there around noon.
Lydia took a shower and tried to pick up all her stuff in her apartment. She was painting her living room, something she only tackled on her days off. Not today. George would understand.
A few minutes before 12 o'clock, Lydia's doorbell rang. It was George.
He looked great; he was now keeping his graying hair cut real short. They hugged and kissed briefly, and then George went into the living room. Lydia explained what the home improvement activities that were in progress, and George laughed at the mess. He stepped over the stuff, and sat on her sofa. She sat down besides him. They caught up on what each had been doing.
Lydia was hungry, and asked George if he wanted to go get some lunch. George had not eaten anything that morning, and readily agreed. They walked over to the shopping center to a sandwich place, and ordered. They continued to catch up on what was happening in each of their lives. George thought it was so amusing that Lydia knew more about what his grown kids were doing than anyone in his office did.
It was now about 1:30 p.m., and George had to leave for the airport about 6 p.m. to catch his plane. They walked back to Lydia's apartment. Closing the door, the quickly embraced and began to kiss.
Lydia loved to be kissed by George. He would french kiss her, then start to kiss and lightly nibble her neck. Finally, he would work his way up to her ears, and tongue her ear, which would drive her mad. And he was usually rubbing her forearms and running his fingers through her hair. George knew how to kiss, and always took his time.
Having been together about two dozen times, they were quite familiar with what each liked and wanted. George took her hand, and they walked into her bedroom. They quickly began to take off their clothes, when Lydia's cell phone rang.
Lydia reached for the phone, and looked at who was calling. It was a friend who works at the medical clinic with her. Lydia and her friend, Susan, had shared a number of things that Lydia liked to do. And Lydia had told Susan that George was coming to visit her. So Lydia answered the phone, almost tripping as she was in the midst of pulling down her jeans while reaching to answer her phone.
George watched Lydia answer the phone. "Hi" she said. "Yea, he is here, we went to lunch, and now we are about to start playing. Uh uh, he's taking his clothes off now. As is I." Lydia chuckled at what Susan said, which George did not. Lydia said that she really needed to go, and pushed the End button on her phone.
George had completely got undressed, and sat on the bed butt naked. He looked at Lydia, and she explained who was on the phone. Since George and Lydia were both voyeurs, they accepted the fact that Susan probably was and liked to hear about sexual activities just like they did.
George trusted Lydia that she would continue to be discreet about their activities, sharing all the great details without revealing his identity.
Lydia finished getting undressed, and laid on her back on the bed. George started to massage her feet and legs. She really enjoyed him doing that. Heck, she really enjoyed everything George did to her. Too bad he was married, and too bad he lived so far away. But when they could get together, they could have great sex.
And how many lovers would spend fifteen minutes just rubbing one's ankles, calves, knees, and thighs. Over and over again. Lydia was becoming so relaxed.
George then moved up on the bed, and started to kiss her legs. Moving slowly upwards. Tantalizing her. Finally, even George could not wait. He said something about really missing how she tasted, and he moved his tongue up and down her pussy lips.
George then moved his tongue to her clit. He loved Lydia's clitty, it was about average in size and he had found it to be very sensitive to his licking and sucking. He licked it up and down, sideways, and then started to suck it into his mouth. Lydia could be heard moaning her approval. George continued to lick, suck, nibble, and mouth her clit. Sometimes he would move down to her wet pussy, and push his nose into her clit while licking and sucking up and down her pussy lips. Pretty soon, Lydia's thighs hugged his head, and he could feel and hear her have the first orgasm of the afternoon.
George decided to continue his assault on her clit. He thought a bit to move up to her breasts - the last time he visited he licked, sucked, bit, and pinched her nipples to the point of causing her to climax without touch her clit or pussy. Maybe later. George continued to suck, lick, nibble, and massage her clitty. And Lydia continued to roll in small orgasms.
Then George heard the damn cell phone go off. And from the motions on the bed, he could tell that Lydia reached over to it. George thought, you would think in the middle of all this, one could ignore the phone, nope, got to check on who is calling. He did not hear Lydia speak, just a little chuckle. So he looked up from his work on her clit, to see her typing a text message into her phone. George could not believe it.
