Kate was an attractive woman. Lithe and relatively fit, she had taken part in combined cycling/running and swimming events locally and we had become socially close with her and her husband. Our kids were of similar ages and they were a part of the social group we would hang out with at weekends. We had even been away together as a group for long weekends and my attraction for Kate had grown and grown. Thankfully, her feelings were reciprocated and we started flirting with each other whenever we were even briefly alone and had started to get in contact via private emails.
We met a couple of times secretly, somewhere not likely to be overseen or discovered by our respective partners and we had kissed, groped and fondled. One such occasion; we arranged for a secret rendez-vous at a local park, with bush walks and plenty of places to canoodle. Indeed, we ended up in a small but concealed clearing where I had fingered her to an orgasm and she insisted in pleasuring me in return! This woman gave the best blowjob I had ever experienced. She had such a talent that I exploded in her mouth before she had even got me fully erect and swallowed every drop with relish! We resolved there and then to meet up somewhere to consummate the lust we had for each other and that occasion arrived one day within a couple of weeks of our visit to the park.
I took it upon myself to book the motel, which we had both agreed upon and was not too local. I booked a room for the day and night under some ludicrous made up surname, paid cash on arrival and set up in the room at least an hour prior to our one o'clock tryst. I had taken a shower and thought of our impending meeting; soaped myself slowly whilst thinking of her.
Whilst I showered I also wet shaved, used the cool gel on both my face and my balls. The cool, mint feel of the gel on my balls aroused me as I envisioned the curves of her body, her delicious ass and her breasts. As I carefully shaved all around my balls I could feel them tingle and swell at the prospect of meeting with her, at last, my manhood engorged as I remembered our stolen kisses and discrete affair and what we had said in our private online emails...
After drying myself with a large, soft towel, I dressed and watched the clock. Thirty minutes before the agreed time. I pulled on my Chino's over my black stretch satin briefs and slipped on a loose cotton short-sleeved shirt and socks. My heart pounded in anticipation.
Would she be here when she said she would be here?
I glanced briefly out of the window and sipped on a cool drink. My mouth was dry. I found myself pacing around aimlessly and nervously. It was ten minutes before the appointed time. I laughed to myself, which relaxed me as I waited in anticipation.
Suddenly, there was a gentle knock at the door. My heart jumped. It was early, only about seven minutes before the appointed time. I approached the window and peered through and there she was, waiting at my door. I opened the door and she smiled a nervous greeting.
"Hiya!" she offered.
I smiled in response and replied "Well, hello!" as she stepped forward into the room into my arms whilst I hung the 'Do Not Disturb' sign on the door handle then pushed the door closed and slid the security chain into position. We kissed a fond hello and I held her close as she raised her arms around my neck and looked up into my eyes, giving me a nervous smile.
"At last!" I sighed and we both laughed nervously. I noted the genuine laugh she emitted then reduced to a closed mouth smile and looked enquiringly at me, as if to ask me "Well, what now?"
Stepping back, I took her hands in mine and feasted on the sight of her. She was wearing a white, florid summer dress with a plunge neck, displaying a lovely glimpse of cleavage. Her finger and toenails were painted red and her pretty feet were encapsulated in a pair of white strappy sandals with stiletto heels.
"Well?" She enquired. "How do I measure up?"
"More than adequate" was all I could muster, with a smile. She looked incredible! She had a fantastic body, gorgeous pair of tanned legs and I had been admiring every small detail of her for ages.
"What do you want to do?" she asked. There was nervousness in her voice and she looked up at me, square in the eyes, as she asked me the question. I continued to hold her hands in mine as we faced each other.
"Let's stay here..." I stated flatly and in an obvious tone as I stared straight back, noting the prettiness of her eyes, the tresses of her blonde hair, and the wry and knowing smile fixed on her lips.
I could hardly talk. I felt myself shaking internally with desire.
Gently, I stepped forward to her, still holding her hands in mine, I pressed her back against the wall and placed my mouth gently on hers, engaging her in a kiss, gently, softly, my tongue invading her lips as they opened to welcome me. Slowly and gently, I continued to hold her hands as we kissed, softly, yet passionately. I raised her hands up along the wall until they were above her head and continued to kiss her. I retreated from her lips, briefly, to look for a response in her eyes, across her face.
She instigated another kiss as I pinned her hands to the wall. I responded in kind, with more passion, gently sucking in her lips to mine, invading her mouth to meet her willing tongue. I released her hands from my grip and slowly slid my hands down along her arms. As I approached her elbows, I moved from her mouth to her cheek and gently sucked her left earlobe before moving to the nape of her neck. My hands continued to her shoulders so that almost involuntarily, she started to drop her hands. Immediately, I moved my mouth from her sweet neck grasped her hands in mine again and raised them up to the wall above her. She returned an intense stare and her eyes betrayed her arousal. I released her hands and she kept them in the raised position as I returned to her mouth, retracing my hands down her arms, gently brushing through her armpits down to her waist. I slipped my right hand behind her and lowered the zipper of her dress then slipped my hand inside to feast on the feel of her bareness under her clothing. I slipped both hands inside the gaping back of her dress, up her back and down to the curve at the base of her back.
In one smooth movement, I grasped the hem of her dress and raised it up, over her head and off, passing over her raised hands to reveal the glory of her breasts, cupped in a white lace bra and pertly pressed together to present their perfect, smooth roundness. I noted the hardness of her nipples beneath her bra and she gave out a gentle sigh, as I discarded her dress and placed my hands on her naked waist, returning to kiss her eager mouth.