Authors Notes: None of the events portrayed in this story are true. Nothing should be read into the plot or themes. Just a fun idea that was played with to come up with an erotic story.
Shelley and Nick's adventures continue, with unexpected consequences
Introduction
'She always told this part as a cautionary tale when one of us was head over heels for some new love interest.' He said looking to see Nick's reaction.
'Rightfully so.' Nick says without giving away any insight.
Part 2: Shelley's second Christmas
It had been over six months since I last corresponded with Nick, a bit longer since we spoke on the phone. It was neither of our faults, just busy lives. Nick's business was going through a growth phase, he seemed to be hiring new executives every month in the first half of the year. And at the start of Summer, I was accepted into an accelerated PhD program. A busy life means six months go by without realizing it.
We last physically occupied each other's space at the end of the first quarter of the year. One of Nick's famous surprise visits. I received a message on a Sunday from Nick to tell me he was heading into town for a few days to do interviews for one of his new executive positions. He was staying downtown at a boutique hotel, executive style. We arranged to catch up for dinner Wednesday night after his first interview at a nice restaurant along the river.
I raced home from work on Wednesday afternoon with much excitement. I wanted to see Nick so badly. I missed him despite it only being two months since we had last seen each other. A quick shower to wash off the smell of the Hospital I had become accustomed to. I do not know if it is in my head or real. Never sure if anyone else could smell it on me, but if I had a date after work I would always spend longer than necessary scrubbing my body.
Dinner with Nick meant LDB. My favorite short black dress that hugs my body. It always gives me confidence on a night out. Something about my red hair offsetting the sheen of the black fabric. Red lace bra that presents my breasts in their best light, not that they need much help. Black thigh-high stockings with a red line down the back to catch the eye of the discerning leg man. Black patent leather retro Mary Janes' with pumped heels.
I know my eyes take most of the focus from guys, especially Nick, so try to give them something else to look at as well. Not always successful, which often makes me wonder why I make the effort some days. I always get back to the fact it also makes me feel good.
Straight to the hotel to meet Nick. As I had hoped he was waiting for me in the quiet reception. As soon as he set eyes on me his face turned to that stunned geek look. I love how he can so clearly be stunned when he looks at me, yet we carry on for hours talking about each other.
'It is a nice night. I thought we could walk done to dinner. The reception said it was only a few blocks.' Nick says as he gives me a peck on the lips and a hug to greet me. My heart melts and I know I will be his for the night.
I felt like there was something I was missing, but could not put a finger on it. That is until we start to walk. It was a nice night, but there was a slight chill in the air. And with my legs swishing around my excited pussy I felt the cool air. That is when I remembered. Underwear. I was in such a fluster to get ready that I forgot underwear. And my LBD was short enough to have ridden up when I sat in the back seat of the rideshare that took me downtown. No wonder the driver told me to have a great night.
The closer we walked towards the river, the cooler the early evening air started to get. I was starting to feel the effects, wrapping my arms around one of Nick's to steady myself while maintaining the false theory it would warm me up. Nick asked if I was alright. I promised him I would tell him soon. He looked worried.
The waiter greeted us as we entered the warmth of the restaurant taking us straight to our table. All the tables are in clusters or booths surrounded by sheer curtains to give the impression of privacy and exclusivity. Nick ordered us drinks as we were seated in our private booth while I slid beside him to give him another kiss that said, "I missed you". He smiles looking into my eyes.
Confession time. I told Nick the reason for my reaction as we walked. I explained that in a rush to get to see him, I forgot to put underwear on. Unlike most other men, whose natural instinct would be to look down at my short skirt that was once again riding up to expose me. Nick kept eye contact as he slowly took the napkin from the setting in front of him and placed it over my lap before the waiter returned to do the same. I think my pussy skipped a heartbeat at that moment. He then leaned in to give me a sensual kiss that lasted for what felt like an hour.
As Nick broke the kiss he whispered. 'This is all right. I will buy you a new pair of underwear tomorrow.'
Whatever was left of me to melt, did so in that moment. Firstly at his kind gesture. And secondly at the thought of spending the night with him to allow him to go shopping for me the next day.
Dinner was wonderful. Nick ordered food to share and a very nice bottle of wine. We did start with our usual beers, from the bottle. That was the one node to our, or maybe my, regular life.
After dinner, we retired, as they call it, to an outside deck overlooking the river with a gas heater. Nick wrapped me in a blanket from the restaurant as we finished the bottle of wine with some dessert. My heart was completely melted ice cream by the time Nick was finished with me. As we left he asked the waiter if they minded him taking the blanket for the return walk to our hotel, he would arrange for it to be returned the next day. To my surprise, they agreed. We slowly walked back to the hotel. Nick never asked if I wanted to come up to his room. We both just knew we would.
Once in Nick's room, I sat him on the edge of the king-sized bed. I wanted to feel his eyes caressing all of my body, not just my eyes. Slowly I undressed in front of him. I used my eyes to guide him to whatever part of my body I wanted to feel his gaze on. It was slow and painful, he kept returning to my eyes. But I persisted until I stood in front of him, naked.
As he watched I removed his shirt, pants and underwear. Despite my thoughts that he was not focused on my body, he was hard. I climbed onto his lap to lower myself onto him. As he wrapped his arms around me I slid down. He filled me as I sat on him.
We made slow love that first night. Over and over again. Feeling and touching each other in erotic sensual togetherness.
I spent the next three days mostly naked on Nick's bed or in the large bath in the suite's bathroom, which was not so much a room but an extension of the bedroom.
The hotel room was not a typical business traveler establishment. The suite Nick was in was bigger than the essential workers' apartment I had that was jammed between the Hospital and the University. A large living space has several functions. Overlooking the full-height windows is a large Oak desk with leather writing pad insert like you would see in a lawyers office. Nick fucked me on the desk. There is a dining table for four, that we sat at to eat the room serves meals Nick ordered three times a day. And a lounge area with plush leather couches around a theatre-sized screen. Nick fucked me multiple times on the couches. And as I said a separate bedroom with a king plus bed and open bathroom. A large elliptical two-person bathtub, open shower and vanity. Nick fucked me at each location.
