The lingering thought of Jennifer was constantly on my mind. Something I couldn't forget, couldn't shake from my thoughts. A stray moment, a slight distraction, and a memory of what we had done would rise up, and I was rock hard already imagining exactly what we'd be able to get up to. She was right, the other day as fun as it had been wasn't enough.
When I finished the relief was almost tangible. Partly down the fact I was free and could do and meet Jennifer. Partly the fact that meeting her was consuming every thought I had. The need and desire knowing what was going to happen tugged at me. It was a decent drive, more than an hour to get to her hotel. Plenty of time to think about what we were doing. She was a married woman, what we had, what we were up to. It was a borderline full-blown affair at this point. It didn't make me stop. It didn't make me turn around. I wanted her too much.
Instead, I drove there as fast as I reasonably could while making sure I didn't do anything stupid. The last thing I wanted to do was miss out on enjoying her because I was pulled over. I made my way to the hotel, found the car park left the van there and grabbed my bag locking it behind me before I went to the elevator.
I knew her floor, I knew the room, I made sure I avoided being seen and used the buttons waiting and watching the floors tick over, not running into anyone the whole way up which was a nice bonus. When I emerged onto a landing I careful made my way down the corridor checking the numbers until I reached her door and then rang the bell and knocked. I stood there breathing deeply waiting suddenly tense, a dose of anxiety to curling through me while I hoped it was the right one and we hadn't messed up our communication. Just when I felt it spike, I heard a sound and the door cracked open. I saw a figure outlined by light behind them and then the door opened, and Jennifer was stood there.
She looked me over and then her face broke into a broad grin as she stepped back letting me enter. I stepped through hearing her move to close the door. I dropped my bag and pounced moving in behind her and pushing her up against it. Her palms slapped against it, the door banged shut and I hissed out a breath feeling her body soft, and tempting trapped against it. I'd thought it would be fine. We could enjoy ourselves, take our time no fear of being interrupted or being caught. Just indulge and play and make the most of our time together. Not a chance of that, not even remotely. Just being close, the scent of her being alone with her. It triggered everything.
I closed my eyes burying my head against her hair as I held her pinned there against the door and groaned against her neck. "Jennifer...." I hissed out the word grinding against her rear already achingly hard. It didn't help that she ground back against me panting as well lush and tempting as I nipped at her neck.
Aren't we even going to say hello first today?" She panted softly.
I half laughed. "I was going to. Just take my time enjoy being here with you and not being rushed. But fuck it, I don't want to wait. I want you. I want to fuck you right here against the door while you beg for more. I want to hear you moan and pant for me hot and hungry for more. I want to feel you take me and enjoy me, make me finish so I can think straight again." I groaned against her the need just swamping me.
I heard her panting even as I pressed against her. That body curvy and lush squirmed grinding back into my straining hips. She was wearing another one of her dress's good news for me as it meant it would be even easier to get my hands on her and right then that was what I wanted most.
"Don't you want something to eat first? And no, I didn't mean that you should put that talented mouth on me first, we'll get to that in good time. We could order room service enjoy a meal, some wine, relax and enjoy ourselves?"
I wasn't sure if she wanted that. I did in a way, the main problem was I wasn't thinking any more I was reacting to my body and what my body wanted right then was her. Or at least for her to pleasure and satisfy that aching need I had. I nipped at her neck groaning as I shook my head.
"I was going to. I told myself I'd enjoy this, enjoy you. Take my time and savour just being with you without any interruptions." I breathed out slowly the scent of her swirling around me. "I changed my mind. I can't think around you, you make me half-crazy where we're close. I want nothing more than to fall on you and just hear you moan and beg for me to enjoy you."
She made a sound, a sound that tugged at what control I had which wasn't much and I was rapidly losing even that. I swallowed hard brushing against her my hands on her hips and then her rear squeezing and pulling her back against my aching cock. I thrust forward sliding against her.
"So, no I don't want to wait. You are too tempting and to wicked. A married woman inviting me here knowing she wants nothing more than to just get fucked. So if you want it.....prove it, work for it show me how much you want it. Make me cum right here right now. I'm not taking another step inside until you've finished me." I groaned against her.
I held her there and watched as her head fell back her hair brushing my face as she arched and moaned squirming and sliding herself against my hips. Then she pushed back against me. I over balanced momentarily, enough for her to spin around me and she slipped in behind me pushing me against the door. I felt her body soft and tempting suddenly pressing against my back. I felt her mouth biting and kissing the back of my neck as her hands just found my body sliding along my back and then reaching around to stroke my chest. I felt her fingers spread out sliding down my body and I groaned again a shudder rippling through me.
"Show you how much I want it? Oh, I want it but I'm not sure I want it as much as you do right now. I mean this....would tell its own story." Her hands continued down my body over my waist and down until her hand cupped me through my jeans pressing and teasing my straining erection.
Thankfully she wasn't teasing. After rubbing and tracing her fingers along my rock hard shaft she began to free it. She popped open my jeans and then tugged the zip down. Her hand slipped inside running across my boxers and I heard her moans as well as mine as she pressed herself against my back. I scrambled pushing her back enough that I could turn around. In an instant she was on me again, all soft and warm, her mouth wicked and tempting. We just kissed nothing more than that. Her hands rubbed my chest, mine wrapped around her body and held her close.
I needed her so much I was practically combusting. Her mouth nipped and teased me. Her curvy figure pushed and ground against my body just making me ache wanting to get her naked, wanting to get my hands and mouth on it. Wanting me to enjoy every inch of it. Then her hands sank down again pressing into my straining erection massaging and rubbing making my cock leap with desire as she traced the hard throbbing length. Her fingers crept up gripped my boxers and tugged down. I softly moaned my erection finally free, as I did my head fell back and she bit my throat again.
"This is what you want right?" She hissed quietly her hand wrapping around my shaft. "You're so fucking hard right now. Just aching for attention. It's a good thing you know someone who knows how to take care of this. It's a good job you have me, who knows better than me what you want."
I pulled her in close groaning against her mouth as her hands stroked and tugged on my aching cock. Her thumb caressed the swollen head and my hips already bucked, thrusting against her touch eager for even more. I let my hand slide up brushed over her cheek through her hair shuddering at the closeness of her body.