Annabelle Slipped her bare foot into the new red heels she had bought especially for this occasion. She thought back to the chatting session they had late one night where he had expressed his fascination with red heels. She ran her hand up her leg and smoothed the edge of the black dress that snuggly wrapped around her body. Taking one last look at herself in the mirror she reached for her lipstick. She knew that any moment there would be a knock on the hotel room door. A smile crept across her face as she slid the tube of lipstick over her full lips, coloring them red. Her heart was racing, her mind flashing images of what could come. She had chatted with him for so long on the computer. They had talked about every possible thing they could do to each other. He was the only man she had ever met on the computer that could make her clit pulsate and her panties wet just from the things that he wrote her.
A Knock on the door brought her back from her thoughts. She took a deep breath as she walked across the room and reached for the door. As the door opened she saw his cowboy boots as her eyes began to move up his body. His blue jeans fitting perfectly over his string legs and tight ass. She could already make out the firmness in his jeans that she was aching to reveal. Her eyes fell upon his lips where the sexiest smirk spread over them. She let her eyes lock on his. He was exactly as she had pictured and she smiled back at him. Before she could even speak he stepped forward hooking his arm around her waist and pulling her close to him, bringing his mouth firmly to hers and sliding his tongue between her lips. She felt her legs go weak, her heart now pounding so hard she thought for sure he could hear it.
She grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled him into the room as their mouths explored one another. As the door closed behind them he pinned her against the wall his mouth making her skin ache for more as he kissed down her neck and teased at the full breasts that peeked from the neckline of her dress. With one swift movement he lifted her dress over her head and dropped it to the floor. Stepping back his eyes moved over every inch of her body. She could feel his eyes touching her everywhere. She needed to feel him all over her; she craved everything his body had to offer her. Grabbing his belt she slid it from around his waste and started working on the buttons of his shirt, her lips kissing his chest as it began to reveal itself. She slid her back down the wall as her mouth moved down his stomach, his pants sliding down his legs with her hands.