This is another true adventure that Mike and I had.
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DAY ONE
Mike & I had been finding time to hang out as often as we could since our last trip. We quickly realized, we needed some time away, just the two of us. So, when Ashley left town for a few days, I pulled some strings to get out of town, knowing I'd have Mike to myself for two days. I started dreaming of what it would be like to finally be alone with him for more than just a couple of hours, and I was so eager to go. I booked us a beautiful resort, that was fairly secluded, but still close enough to home. Leading up to the trip it was a fun mix of anticipation and nervousness.
So, we're finally in the car, on our way to the beautiful mountain resort. Mike looks good; he always looks good, but knowing he's mine for a couple of days, makes him look even better. The whole drive was torture, I kept looking over at him, and thinking of the things I wanted to do to him. And honestly, when everything first went down, I thought of him as a fun adventure, basically a fuck toy. But now, after spending more and more time together, I was starting to actually like the guy. He was funny, smart, charming, and a freaking man. I'd become a bit enamored with his outdoorsy side. We went rock climbing a few weeks before, which I knew was a big part of his life. Seeing him in this element: physical, engaged, and in charge, was hot to say the least. So, as we're driving, I'm trying hard to focus on the road. Luckily, Mike tells a great story, and he always has a new one. So, listening to him share one crazy adventure of his after another, kept me focused enough to get us there.
We finally arrive, and it turns out, we're an hour early for check in. So, we just have to hang out around the resort. In normal circumstances, this wouldn't be a problem, but when you've been dreaming about getting a man in bed for weeks, and you are this close to doing so, an hour feels like an eternity. We grab a bite to eat, grab a drink, and soak in the beautiful fall weather by the pool. We both know neither of us are thinking about the changing leaves. The lap swim clock by the pool mocks us as it ticks away excruciatingly slow in front of us, as yet another reminder of how long we have to wait until we can truly delve into each other.
It's finally 3 o'clock and we make our way to the front desk to get our keys. We start to slowly lose a bit of the nervousness that we'll be seen together, and it starts to feel normal as he slips his arm around me, like we belong there and together. We jump on the elevator and make it up to our floor.
We spend the next hour kissing passionately, and having awesome sex. Afterwards Mike decides to jump in the shower, and I join him. The man is hard again.
I think to myself, "Does he ever stop"?
So, what we intended to be a quick pre-dinner shower, turned hot. He kissed me slow and gentle at first, and then pressed me up hard against the shower wall, with the water pouring down on us, he gently bites my lower lip. I put one leg up on the shower wall, and he slips his hard cock into my pussy for the second time in an hour. Mike then puts his arm under my other leg and holds me up, pressing me against the wall as he spends the next few minutes thrusting into me. We finally have to move positions, and I turn my back towards him, spread my legs, and arch my back slightly. He steps in behind me wraps his arm around me, and enters me again. This time I gasp, as his cock inside me suddenly feels massive, and the way he is moving is making me tremble. He uses his hand to reach around and slowly rub my clit as he continues to fuck me. I am near coming, which rarely happens to me from behind, and he pulls out.
I don't think he realized how much I was enjoying myself, because he finishes rinsing off, and says,
"Let's go eat".
We're hungry, and have been wanting to check out this restaurant in our resort named Maya. So I dry off and I quickly get ready. I get dressed in tight leather pants, super high heels, and a see through shirt that I know Mike loves. I'm dressed to impress him, but don't mind if I turn a few other heads while we're out either. He looks good. He wears a wool vest that I love over his dress shirt, his boots, and he wears a smile that kills me. We head to the restaurant, and to our disappointment, there is a private party that night. So, we decide to go downtown and try Maya the next night.
We end up at cute little restaurant, where we share fondue and calamari. We always say we will sit at a bar, seems a little less dangerous, but we end up at a table for two. Which honestly, is nice, because I could look into his beautiful blue eyes for hours now. The conversation is easy, the food is good, it's great to finally get to be together. Mike and I both appreciate good customer service, and even a horrible server can't get us down.
We talk about staying out and getting another drink, and we quickly decide, we'd rather head back to the resort instead. We walk arm in arm back as it's getting a little chilly out. I love talking to Mike, but I'm not going to lie, I'm getting eager to get him back to our room so we can do more than just chat.
We get back to the hotel, and see that there are awesome fire pits out on the back deck of Maya. The private party seems pretty lame and there is hardly anyone out there, so we decide to have a seat by the fire. We talk some more, kiss some more, and just enjoy our night. Mike keeps slipping his hand between my legs, and rubbing me in all the right places. I can feel my body start to get wet and tingle in anticipation. He's making me wish I would have worn a dress instead of leather pants. I contemplate taking him to the room right then, but then I get a better idea. We are blocked from the party fairly well because the back of the couch we are on is so high. I move over and sit on his lap. I slowly run my hand under the waist band of his pants, and then unzip them. I can see his cock is starting to swell, I pull it out, and slide down to my knees in front of him. Mike keeps checking over his shoulder to make sure no one is coming, and I take start slowly licking up and down his cock. I take my time at first, gently sucking on the tip, and running my tongue up and down the length, and then I put his whole cock in my mouth. I love sucking Mike's cock, especially when it's not hard yet, but getting hard, because I can throat the whole thing, I can feel it hitting the back of my throat each time I go down. I am so turned on now, it's hard to focus. I know he's enjoying himself, I can hear him breathing harder and stifling a groan. But I have something I want to do to him in our room, so I smile at him, and zip him back up.
Amazingly, we decide we need a drink before we go up to our room, so why not head into the bar, and pretend like we're a part of the party? One thing about Mike and I, we're always on the same page when it comes to a little adventure. We head up to the bar, and learn that you need drink tickets in order for the drink to be on the house. So while Mike visits with the ladies to our left, I get some drink tickets from the man to our right. Mike of course, orders the best tequila that our tickets will cover. We sip our tequila, make new friends, sip more tequila, and then head up to our room. We are pretty tipsy, and laughing about our cover story, which we can never quite get right. It's obvious we've had enough to drink, when Mike decides to put the ottoman from the elevator waiting area into the elevator so he has a seat on the way up. Oh my.
We get to the room, and while Mike makes a drink, I take my heels & clothes off, and then put the heels right back on. A few weeks ago, Mike wrote a story and in this story he described a fantasy of his. The instant I read it, I knew I wanted to try it, and what better time than now. I start to kiss Mike slow at first, with our lips barely touching, and then it gets a little more intense.
