She opened the door quietly and entered the room. She knew he wasn't really expecting her. Even though they had made arrangements to meet at the hotel while he was in town for business, at the last minute she had told him she felt strange meeting him when they had only ever talked online. He said he'd leave her name at the desk so she could pick up the spare card key, just in case she changed her mind. But she didn't think she would.
Talked online? She thought. What they did online might have started as talk, but it had grown into something more....love?? Maybe. Some might call it obsession. But whatever it was, their meetings online had became hot and sexy. The photos they exchanged and the words they typed to each other became as real to her as any other relationship she had been in. They knew each other so well. She knew just what to say to him to make him moan, and he knew the right words to make her wet and wanting.
In the end she couldn't resist coming. The thought of meeting him, of really touching him, was too tempting to resist. She had seen his photos....his dark hair and skin and his cheeky smile attracted her, as did the photos he had sent her of his beautiful cock. She knew he wanted her, and she wanted him as well. She was already wet at the thought of being close to him, of feeling his chest hair brush against her nipples, his cock inside her.
As she walked in to the room, she saw that he was at his laptop. She expected that. He was probably looking for her. She could see his reflection in the screen and he looked sad.
He hadn't heard her come in, hadn't seen her yet. She felt no awkwardness or hesitation. Once she decided to come, there was no turning back. This was him after all, so there was no reason to be nervous, because he already knew everything about her.
Quietly, she removed her blouse and skirt, leaving just the matching hot pink thong panties and low-cut bra, with her thigh-high stockings and suspender belt. The fabric was so transparent you could see her nipples and the stain of her pussy juices. She walked up softly behind him, wrapping her arms around his chest, one hand finding a nipple through his shirt.
"Hi babe," she whispered. "Sorry I'm late."
He didn't say anything, he looked over his shoulder, smiling when he saw her and reached to pull her toward him for a kiss. Standing, he deepened the kiss, his tongue mating with hers as they simply stood and held each other. Their kiss was just as she had imagined. She felt like she had come home.
He lifted his head, still smiling. " I'm glad you changed your mind" he said.
