Taking Lexi back to my room after an outdoor quickie, we explore new possibilities
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Lexi was breathlessly happy when we got back in the elevator.
"That..." she said, "was so fucking erotic!"
"I do love a good quickie," I said with a satisfied smile.
"And being outside..." she began.
"Makes it better, doesn't it?"
"Totally!"
As we walked down the 12th floor hallway to my room-our room-Lexi clung to my arm. I quickly let us in and opened the minibar. After dinner, drinks, and some frenzied outdoor sex, I needed a cold drink desperately!
"Coke, Diet Coke, or water?" I asked.
"Water, please" came the response.
I tossed her a bottle and cracked my own. I didn't want to flop down on the bed, so I sat in one of the armchairs by the window. Lexi came along and sat in the other one and we looked out over the river in silence.
"This," she said after a long pause, "is what I was talking about earlier. You take me out, you treat me like an adult, other people treat me like an adult, and I FEEL like an adult all of a sudden."
"Lexi-I don't think being an adult has anything to do with how old you are. Maybe it does to some people, but when I'm with you, I don't see a college student or a former high school student-I see a beautiful woman that I'm lucky enough to spend time with."
"There you go again, being all nice!" she laughed.
"Can't help it. But I do mean it."
She smiled and set her water down. Then she kicked off her shoes, threw off her jacket, and came across to sit on my lap. Her petite frame nestled against mine comfortably and she rested her head on my shoulder. One hand played idly with my sweater, stroking the soft cashmere nap back and forth.
"Do you really think I'm beautiful?" she asked quietly.
"Oh, my God yes!" I said sincerely, punctuating that statement with a soft kiss. "Ever since I saw you this morning, I haven't been able to take my eyes off you! You looked great in sweats. You looked even better when I picked you up. All day at the Aquarium or in the bar or up in the Pru, I kept thinking how beautiful you were and how lucky I was. And all THAT was before I saw you nekkid!"
She giggled happily at my pronunciation, but carried on with her questions. "Did that change your mind?" she asked innocently.
"Quit fishing for compliments-you know you have an amazing body! Although..." I trailed off.
"What?" she asked urgently, thinking I would reveal some flaw.
"It's been a while, Lexi...I think I'm starting to forget some of the details!"
That drew a snort and a smack on the arm.
"We can't have that, can we?" she asked playfully. "I want you to remember everything!"
"Well, my generation doesn't take selfies, especially at moments like this. Can you think of anything else that might help refresh my memory?"
"Hmm...let me think!" she said, standing up once more. "I guess I could remind you"
Her hands slowly lifted the long sweater over her head and dropped it on her chair. Then she unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans, turned her back to me, and slowly pushed them down her slender, toned legs, bending effortless. She kept her back to me when she stood up and stepped out of them, but looked over her shoulder coquettishly.
"Is it coming back to you now?" she said in her most seductive voice.
"Slowly...very slowly!" I replied.
Her hands crossed behind her back and unsnapped her bra. This time, I couldn't see her breasts as they came into view, but watching the straps slide down her shoulders and arms was erotic enough for any man. That, too, went onto the chair. When she turned toward me, she kept her breasts covered, watching me closely and savoring my enjoyment.
"Do you remember my boobs?" she asked teasingly. "You seemed to enjoy them earlier!"
"I really don't recall...maybe you could move your hands a little and I might."
Smiling happily, she uncovered herself and put her hands on her hips. In this challenging pose, she looked young and powerful and provocative and beautiful all at the same time. There was no sag to her breasts, and they rose with each breath, the nipples crinkled tight with enjoyment.
"Mmmm...yes. Now I remember!" I assured her. "I never forget perfect boobs!"
Her grin widened and she gave her torso a little shake, setting off a tantalizing reaction.
"You're doing very well!" she said in a voice full of sarcastic praise. "I think there's hope for you!"
"I'm so glad...I just wish I could remember your ass better, and whatever's under those panties."
"Why stop now?" she asked in her innocent voice again. Her thumbs hooked each side of her waistband, and once again she turned her back to me. This time as her supple body bent all the way down, her perfect little ass framed her glistening pussy perfectly. I wanted to lunge forward and taste her some more, but I didn't want to disrupt the game. She held that pose for a long moment, then rose slowly upright again. Turning back to face me, she clutched her panties to her chest for a second, drawing my eyes away from her pussy, and then slowly slid them down the valley of her cleavage. I watched their progress intently as they slipped over the smooth muscles of her stomach and down to the light brown curls gracing her mound. She let them travel over her pussy and then tossed them aside, standing expectantly nude in front of me, still enjoying my rapt attention.
"That's everything," she said simply. "I can't do anything else if you can't remember me now!"
"Don't worry-I won't forget again!" I told her with a smile.
"Good," she said, turning abruptly away from me. "I'm going to take a shower, and I want you thinking about how amazing my body is the whole time I'm gone!"
With that, she grabbed her backpack and the bathroom door clicked shut.
I collapsed back in my chair, let down from the excitement that had built throughout her tastefully wonderful striptease but content to wait. I sipped my water for a minute and then stood up. I didn't want her to come out and find me unready, so I hung up our coats, piled her clothing more neatly on the dresser, and shucked off my own. I dimmed the lights, and after another quick pass with the cold washcloth, I grabbed a pair of silky running shorts from my overnight bag and slipped them on. I heard the hair dryer running briefly, and then a long silence. I twitched the sheets and blankets back into place and reclined on the window side of the bed. My mind raced with anticipation, but I tried to stay calm and distracted myself reading headlines on my phone.
Finally, after an endless time, the bathroom door opened, letting a ray of light into the room. Soft footsteps padded across the carpet, and Lexi came around the corner. My eyes went wide.
Illuminated by the light behind her, she looked radiant. Her hair fell in soft waves to her shoulders. Her lips curled in an ageless feminine smile and her eyes glimmered in the shadows. Then I noticed what she was wearing! Thin straps supported a pale, simple chemise that floated across her skin, seeming to touch only the curve of her breasts and her hips. It ended an inch or two down her thighs, and with the light behind her, I could see the gap between them in silhouette. My gaze followed her legs down appreciatively, then traveled back up to her face. She was smiling still.
"What do you think?" she asked.
"God, Lexi...I've never seen anyone so beautiful!" I croaked.