... the ride home was basically in silence, but with more than one glance at each other and a smile of satisfaction from her, and one of intrigue from me.
As soon as we got inside the door, she was all over me. We were kissing passionately while undressing each other. Her breathing was deep, and she stopped often to smile and laugh - I knew her experience was still affecting her.
We got to the bedroom and she pushed me down on the bed, in a half lying down position with pillows behind me.
She said, "Thank you for making that happen!"
She knelt over me kissing my mouth! I refused to touch her. She kissed and sucked on my neck, moved down my chest, onto my stomach, and then took my stiffening cock into her hungry, warm mouth. It went deep, and I felt her tongue circling and aggressively licking around my bellend with her lips stretched around it.
I was about to settle down and close my eyes to let her do her thing when she stopped. She moved and sat across my hips pushing my now engorged and throbbing cock behind her perfect ass. She reached around, used her nail to gently scratch up and down the shaft before taking my heavy balls into her hand, squeezing them. The whole time we maintained eye contact.
She said, "Well then, ask me!".
I laughed and said, "Please my love, tell me what happened. I was concerned you had forgotten about me while you were out of my sight."
She laughed and squeezed my balls harder before then placing both hands on her thighs, which were spread wide across my hips.
She said, "OK, I'll try and tell you everything! When I left you I walked around the corner to the toilets and luckily there was no one else in the walk way. I saw the toilet was empty and positioned myself outside facing the way he would come. I saw someone turn the corner and knew it was him, so I quickly walked into the toilet and waited for him. He entered barely ten seconds later. As soon as he entered I closed the door behind him and locked it."
The excitement in her voice was pleasing. I knew the 'moment' was enjoyed in its entirety. That being out of her comfort zone did more for her than she realised.
She continued: "I was shacking with excitement and nerves, I felt really shy. I switched the main light off and the red emergency light was still on so we weren't in the dark. He laughed and quietly introduced himself and asked if I was OK. I think he could see I was trembling. I said that I was fine, and we stayed silent for what seemed like an eternity but was likely only 20 seconds."
My eyes never left hers and her face when her eyes wandered while smiling with her energetic explanation.
Then, her body straightened, empowered by the memory and being so engrossed that she was almost back there, being brave...
"I took a deep breath, exhaled and said, 'OK, I need to be direct, please take off your t-shirt for me'... I thought this would make me feel more relaxed, being in control and of course wanting to see his body. He reached up with both hands to the collar of his t-shirt, I immediately looked down and saw a bulge in his jeans. It made me feel calmer as clearly he was aroused by me, or maybe just the situation, but I liked it. He pulled the t-shirt over his head and revealed a chiseled body. I really liked it. He's slimmer than you but still looked strong. I thanked him with a whisper and a smile. He smiled and stepped toward me. He reached out and pushed my hair behind my ears - I reached out and held his hips just above his jeans, I couldn't help but pinch at his skin and feel his muscles. I looked up to his eyes and he was studying my face, touching my cheek, and he placed one hand on the back of my head. He leaned down and our lips touched, gently... we exchanged soft, shy kisses. I felt his hands tighten on my head and face, his kiss became firmer. Then our mouths parted and if felt like we were eating other. His breath smelled of fruit chewing gum and his lips were full and soft. I was already loving it but then he slid his tongue deep into my mouth, held it there, our tongues began dancing, I moaned deeply and instinctively. I know we were only supposed to kiss and I don't know how, or why, but my hand left his waist and grabbed his bulge. It felt full, hard."
I won't lie, I was getting harder with a tinge of jealousy. I wanted to interrupt and fuck her brains out, but I thought I would have ruined her moment, so I left her to explain...
"His hand left my cheek and aggressively rushed up my top, he undid my bra strap and then reached toward my breast and squeezed it hard! The whole time our mouths kept kissing and from time to time his tongue fucked my mouth, deep. He had a long tongue."
I looked at her in amazement.