What was it about this woman that when ever he, thought about or spoke to her made his love shaft stand proud and tall, almost as if it was calling out to her, come here and take me into your secret places. "Show me how you can love me." He recalled the feather light touches of her finger tips as they played up and down his shaft as if it was some musical instrument. In truth it was an instrument, an instrument of pleasure which he and she used in their games of love. Hot passionate games which took them to the peaks of ecstasy often beyond any that he had previously experienced.
He had made love to many women in his life but non of them came anywhere close to this woman who could make his body perform over and over in ways that he had never thought possible. He had the most tremendous climaxes when he was with her, not just once but several times in one session. Their lovemaking was so passionate that at times he felt that he would die of pleasure and be glad to die in such a way. Her mouth and tongue played games around his shaft, balls and ass and even when she was not there the thought of what they could do brought glistening drops of pearl like precum to the tip of his shaft as it stood out proud and demanding in it's urgency to be satisfied.
Will she come to me tonight, and once again they could spend delicious hours making love. As he sat waiting for her his mind ran over the wonderful things he would do to her, he wanted to hear her gasps of pleasure as he bent over her as she lay with her legs opened wide so that he could see deeply inside her womanhood, the soft red fleshy lips glistening with her juices as his tongue ran around them and then inside of her sucking first the lips and then her clit until it became a throbbing swollen miniature cock for him to tease and play with as she lay there unable to stop the wave after wave of her multi orgasms. He had not known that a woman could climax so many times and still be ready to welcome him inside of her, but then she would be wet and relaxed and ready to take his extended cock. Hopefully this night wouldn't be the last of her many.
Then he heard them, the soft pad like noises that sounded like bare feet made, he laid in bed eyes glued to the door hardly daring to breath, then he heard them stop and a shadow appeared in the light under the door, the handle turned slowly and she stepped into the room, the corridor light showed him that she was wearing a white see through gown and he just had a moment to see her body outlined against the light when the door was quietly closed. His cock had responded immediately and had again become so hard that he thought it would burst before he could even touch her. He lay still as she moved across the room, just making her out in the faint light from the dying embers of the fire. She will be cold he thought when she gets to the bed and the thought of her nipples standing erect from the cold brought the first drop or precum to his hardened cock.