He goes to the hotel room and slides the card into the door of the room where they had agreed to meet, a click is herd and the light turns green. With a smile he turns the handle and opens the door. The room is dark, save for several candles around the room, and the smell of jasmine penetrates the air. He notices you sitting on the edge of the bed, a devious smile across your face, legs crossed and hands on your lap. He quickly closes the door and starts heading to you. You start to speak, but he holds his finger to his mouth, words are not to be said this night.
As he approaches, he sees you wearing the outfit purchase several months before that he has mentioned numerous times how good you look in; the one with the blue striped top and the light tan skirt ending just above the knees. As he approaches you start to stand but he nods no, and you remain seated just as you are. Just before he gets to you he stops and looks at you for a moment, admiring the view. He then bends down, his lips meet yours. The tongues meet for just a moment, circling each other, and then he slowly backs away.
He stands and backs away a short distance and tells you to stand which you do. He looks upon you; a smile comes to his face admiring you from your face to your bare feet and back to your face once again. He finally tells you to slowly turn around, to which you do, his eyes not leaving you the entire time. You stand there for what seems an eternity but in reality it is but a moment. He takes a sole finger and lightly touches the middle of your back, ever so slowly moving it up your back, caressing along the way. Once he approaches your neck he starts to move to move to the left until he reaches your ear. Ever so slowly he draws himself closer and lightly starts to nibble on your lower ear. After what seems like hours, he draws himself in close until the space between your bodies is no more. You can fell his hard cock pressing into your back with him ever so slowly grinding away in anticipation of what is to come.
He motions you to lower your self down to the bed; he guides you until your bent over with your waist is at the edge of the bed with your chest down and your rear facing out. He backs up just slightly and admires the view from behind. He takes his finger and places it in the middle of your back once again and slowly moves down to your waist and down your skirt until there is no longer flesh under the material. He then goes up to your shirt and with a hand at each side starts to slide it up, along the way taking his tongue and ever so slowing running it up your spine. Once your shirt is removed, he goes back down to your red satin bra, unhooks it and pushes it to the sides, lightly kissing the skin that was trapped under. As he removes it, he momentarily brushes the sides of your breasts, and then lifts you up enough to remove the bra, hands roaming across the naked flesh of your breasts, ever so slightly teasing your nipples as he removes it.
With your bra removed he slowly runs his hands down your side, teasing your flesh along the way, until your skirt is reached. He then moves his hands to your rear, massaging your flesh through the material in your skirt. He works his way down to the bottom of your skirt and starts to lift it, running his fingers along your inner thighs until he can see your red satin panties, ones that perfectly match your bra. He spreads your legs apart, and then with his hands he takes his index
and ring fingers and runs along where the panties meet the flesh, with his middle finger going down the center, moving forward and back ever so slowly, back and forth. He can feel you getting wet and can feel your legs starting to tremble ever so slightly each time he makes a pass over your lips. He finally bends down, and starts teasing the flesh at the edge of your panties with his tongue, he can smell your sweet scent become heavy in the air. He slowly slips his tongue under your panties, teasing the edge of your lips.
