After months of talking you are finally able to make a trip to visit. Your plane lands, you take an Uber to the hotel, and you get checked in and settled before texting me the room number.
I finish getting ready before grabbing my keys and heading out the door. My long dark hair is in waves around my shoulders and I'm wearing tight black leggings, a lacy black plunging cup bra, and a tank top that shows plenty of cleavage.
As I pull up and park outside your hotel I take a deep steadying breath and look up at the windows. Taking another breath I get out of the car and enter the building, finding the elevator and hitting the button for your floor. The car moves slowly and butterflies dance in my belly from nerves.
Stepping out of the elevator box I find the sign that indicates the direction of your room and follow the arrow. I approach the door and knock, the small contact pushing the unlatched door open slightly and granting me entrance. The room is dark, the shades drawn over the windows and the lights off "Hello?"
I step inside your room and the door closes behind me with a loud 'click' blanketing me in the hazy darkness. I take a few steps forward towards the main part of your suite passing the door to the bathroom and calling out to you again. Before I can finish your name I feel you step behind me. One hand covering my mouth as the other winds around my waist and pulls my flush against you. My back to your chest.
A soft scream is muffled by your hand from your unexpected presence behind me, and my chest rises and falls from the scare. As you feel me start to relax your hand moves from my mouth down to my throat and wraps around it gently but firmly. Your breath fans across my ear as you whisper "I've been waiting a long time to feel you for myself". Sending a shiver through my body.