It had been six months since I had seen my lovely wife of six years, Carrie. I was now heading to Bulgaria for some much needed rest, and she was to meet me at a hotel there. She had flown in the day before from the States in order to give her some time to recuperate from the long flight and jet lag.
As the bus pulled up to the hotel, my heart was pounding. The anticipation of seeing her was killing me. Carrie has a knack for surprises and I tried to guess what was going to be waiting for me. One time before she had worn a set of camouflage underwear that she really looked showed off ber beautiful body. I had to put my carry on over my waist area to hide the hard on that I had been sporting for the past hour. I thought my cock was going to rip through my pants.
After a small briefing on the do's and don'ts, I was given the room number, and was told that she had been given the extra key. The elevator seemed to take forever. I couldn't get there quick enough.
I knocked on the door. A sweet sultry voice on the other side asked who it was. She was toying with me but I replied that it was me. She opened the door just enough to let me in, but why was she behind it? As I entered the room I could see why. She was dressed in a two piece candy bikini, and the first words were, "Do you want to eat me?" How could I refuse an offer like that, sol, I shut the door, pushed her up against the wall and we fell into a long passionate kiss. She moaned softly as I pushed my pelvis into hers. I stroked her smooth body and nipped and licked her neck. She reached down to both unbuckle my belt and to feel my hard cock through my pants. She could tell that I was glad to see her.