She was nervous. For the last year, she had been talking with him, exchanging erotic e-mails and intimate instant messages. Time and distance kept them from meeting; he being on the other side of the state. Also, it doesn't help that he is in law enforcement, his time to play is very limited. And now, now that he finally has a night and day to play, they are going to meet.
She felt like a school girl all over again, nervous and yet very excited. The butterflies appeared five days ago, never leaving her stomach. She loved that nervous anticipation feeling, like she did when she was 16 or so. She smiled greatly as she thought of him.
Patricia Allison was a divorced mother of two girls. She has a very nice job - a manager in a retail store - and never thought she could have found a man that shared the same interests as hers. Hell, when she first went online, she never knew anyone that could have the same drive for sex, but she did find one.
They first met in a big and beautiful woman chat room, he loving women of size, she being such. Their online relationship began innocently as they traded pictures and began to chat about the state of Florida and their children. It took them two weeks of daily conversations before they began to talk sexually. And from then on, their relationship turned intense.
Now here she stood, outside the hotel, her heart pounding. Her palms were sweaty, she could feel her suitcases begin to slip. She didn't know if it was the hot Florida sun or the thought of what lay away was making her sweat. But as she finally began to take the last few steps into the hotel, she was not thinking of her sweating, she was thinking of what was inside.
She knew the room number, she needed not check into the hotel. Straight to the elevators she went, passing by the front desk and concierge she walked. She put down her suitcases and pushed the bottom of the fifth floor.
It felt as if her heart was in her throat as the elevator doors opened. She quickly grabbed her luggage and stepped out. She turned to face the direction where he was, and breathed heavily. She was ready, ready to meet him, finally.
The walk was short, only a few moments. But as she put down the suitcases, the sweats came back. Her breathing was short and labored. She was feeling like a little girl again, about to meet her first boyfriend at his house. She raised her hand to knock when the door flew open.
"Darling," he said as she stood in front of her, his naked body glistening. "I knew it was you," he added as he reached out to bring in her bags. Her eyes looked at him, up and down his body. A pool of drool collected at the corner of her mouth as she watched him bend over then turn around. She was aroused, to say the least. She followed him in and closed the door. He smiled at her as she stood, her eyes aglow with passion.
"God, hello baby," she whispered as she felt herself getting weak in the knees. She still walked to him so she could give him a proper hello. She reached up to him, took her arm and placed it around his neck. She pulled him to her lips and kissed, passionately.
For five minutes, they stood there, their lips intertwined, their tongues dancing. For five minutes, all the days and months of e-mails and instant messages came out. For five minutes, they were as one.
"My God, baby," he said as their lips parted.
"There's more where that came from," she whispered. She giggled with an evil intention as she pushed him towards the bed. She placed him softly onto the bed, letting his legs drape over the side of the bed. She smiled and slowly dropped to her knees. He moaned in anticipation.
"I've waited for this," she said as she slowly, teasingly slowly, kissed her way down his thigh. She placed her soft hand onto his hardening manhood, causing him to lean his head back. He moaned heavily as she approached his cock, her hot breath rushing over his flesh.
"Oh god," he said as he anticipated her actions. She slipped her soft hand on his hot, hard cock and stroked it ever so slowly, teasing him. She let out a small giggle as she watched him squirm under her touch.
She wanted to put his cock into her mouth, she wanted to taste his flesh, his body. But she also wanted to tease him, to show him who actually was the dominant one. She knew he loved oral, she knew it would make him crazier for her. She just had to show him who was the boss.
"Don't get too far ahead of yourself, Steven," she said in her domme voice. Although she was wearing a spaghetti string top as he requested that barely held in beautiful and large breasts, although she wore the short leather mini skirt without panties as he requested, she was still in charge. "You might be in charge out on the streets. But in here, I rule." She took his cock and squeezed. He received the message.
Patricia stood back for a moment and let him take in her beautiful. She smiled as she slowly unbuttoned her blouse, taking pleasure in the torment she was inflicting. She knew he wanted that blouse off, she was not going to let him see her so quickly.
"Like what you see, baby?" she asked as she left a button fastened, keeping him from seeing her breasts. She did not wait for his answer, she turned around and lifted her skirt, showing him her nice, round ass. "I bet you want this, don't you?"
He could not answer, he could only moan as he looked at her body. She was teasing him, he knew that. But he knew she would give him pleasure. He knew it was worth the wait.
"What's my big boy want?" she teasingly asked as she let her blouse come undone, and let her breasts fall out. She grabbed them, held them tight, and pull them up toward her face. She so loved her body, she so loved to tease her man.
