As with every Christmas season, things were busy and rushed. It seemed like our families had kept most of our time occupied and we had not been able to see each other as lovers so desperately love to do. But today there was a reprieve.... I was able to escape from work a few hours early with no questions and you had things covered at your office so that you were able to get away.
We planned to meet in a busy parking lot, leaving my vehicle there and then driving to a quite, out of the way motel to enjoy a couple of hours of heated passion. You were there waiting when I pulled into the parking lot and I could tell by the look in your eyes that this was indeed going to be an afternoon of erotic love making with no boundaries. The blood started raising through my veins, it had been so long since I had felt your touch or savored your taste.
We were always so careful to never make a scene in public, always staying at arms length, never exchanging words that could be overheard by curious ears and then later passed on to others. I parked next to you then quickly exited my vehicle and slid into the passenger seat of yours. We exchanged polite smiles, looking very professional and innocent as you drove away, never speaking a word. We had barely exited the parking lot when you felt my left hand rest on your thigh. My fingers ran over the fabric of your slacks trying desperately to feel the heat of your skin radiate through. As you pulled on the main road you felt my hand become a little more adventurous and active... soon my fingers were moving up and down the length of your thigh, brush lightly to the inside and grazing by your cock. You shifted your legs a bit to allow me more access to the treasure that I had so missed. Quickly my hand moved between your legs and rested momentarily on your cock. I dared to glance at you and was met with a pleasant smile and a look of "keep going!" in your eyes!
I wasted no time... as you drove the streets and maneuvered through the heavy traffic I worked with one hand and unhooked and unzipped your slacks. My fingers were inside your slacks and working their way into your briefs when I heard a moan of pleasure escape your lips. Gently I began to stroke your cock, slowly rubbing from the base to the head, circling my finger around the rim and then moving back down low. You shift once more which gave me access to your now swollen balls. My stroking was soon a slow, steady rhythm and your hips were moving slightly in tune.