Lusting for Each Other

A brooding intensity had underpinned Lily and Trent's relationship ever since they first met. Initially it was subdued by a lack of exposure to one-another, there was no reason for them to speak and the distance between them was such that they would barely see each other. Despite this, there was always a curiosity and rumour of their splendid being that drew them to one another.

Their careers progressed, with Trent in particular fast-tracked to the top, and over time their circumstances changed. They suddenly found themselves thrust upon each other, talking regularly and sharing evenings out, although usually in the company of other colleagues at events or at work do's.

This new-found dynamic started to flame small flickers of thought in both Lily and Trent's minds', feelings that maybe shouldn't have been there but that had begun to appear, causing confusion to reality. Being the individuals that they were, they both chose to ignore them and as a result remained oblivious to multiple opportunities to move their relationship on -- missed signals, suggestive texts and hotel room misunderstandings that resulted in them both feeling that they'd just mis-read the situation.

Instead, they invested all their time in getting closer -- speaking more regularly and even organising drinks between the two of them. Those drunken nights would always result in games to determine who they'd sleep with, and each would list the other. Still nothing moved on until the kiss...

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ALONE AT LAST

"It was the driver that killed JFK" insisted Trent

"No, you're being a knobhead, people would have seen it if it was him" said Lily

The argument continued as they zipped through the bustling streets of London in a cycle driven rickshaw. Neither of them knew why they'd chosen this form of transport rather than a taxi as it had taken lots longer and cost twice as much. Anyway, it was too late to change vehicle now, so they sat and debated the conspiracy.

"Remind me where we are staying Trent?"

"The Hilton, Park Lane. I've booked a lovely room over-looking the doggers in Hyde Park" joked Trent

"Amazing" Lily giggled, "although I'd be just as happy in a Premier Inn"

Trent knew Lily was serious, but that was one of the things that he really liked about her, she didn't need a lavish lifestyle to be with him. She was just happy to be in his company.

Trent was a 44-year-old key-cutter and store manager at a shoe repairers. He'd worked his way through roles within the organisation since he left school and through hard work and dedication was now starting to realise his dream of being in middle-management.

Trent was 5ft 10 and of athletic build, he'd always looked after himself and so was regularly mistaken for a man of much younger years. It was only flashes of silver in both his hair and beard that gave his age away.

"I think we're here" Trent exclaimed as the cycle driven rickshaw pulled up, next to a Bentley outside The Hilton

"Shall we grab a drink at Trader Vics before checking in?" asked Lily

"Nah, lets head up to the room first"

Trent ushered Lily out of the carriage and they were both greeted by a door man who carried their over-night bag to reception. Trent had just finished attending a regional managers workshop, and so was dressed in a well fitted three-piece navy suit with off-red tie and black brogues.

Lily, 40, had also just finished work. Having left her role at the shoe repairers a few years prior, she was now the CEO of an inventions business that she had set up, developing and marketing household favourites such as the upstairs-downstairs toilet and the Woody Jay 3000. Lily, was strikingly beautiful, with mid/long length blond hair, a wonderful figure and 34f breasts.

She walked in, hand-in-hand with Trent wearing a tight white-low cut top that tantalisingly revealed a lacy black bra underneath. Her black pencil skirt hugged her peachy arse and sat just above the knee and was accompanied with off-black stockings and 6-inch black Christian Louboutin heals.

Lily carried an air of authority that instantly stood the reception staff to attention. Not wanting to disappoint, they quickly completed the check-in process and offered the key to room 1009, an upgraded room on the 10th floor of the impressive building.

"Let's grab the lift" said Lily.

They walked through some double doors that led to a short set of steps that in turn lead to the lift bay. Lily walked slightly ahead of Trent, teasingly revealing the tops of her stockings as she climbed the steps. Trent felt a growing pressure in his trousers at the sight, and quickened his pace so that he was soon behind her and close enough to run his hand up the inside of her thighs and on to her knickers. Moving his finger along her lips he could feel the lacy texture of her panties and her wet pussy beneath. As they approached the lift, the doors sprung open and they entered.

The excitement at finally being alone, away from the prying eyes of the world became too much as Trent pinned Lily to the mirrored rear of the carriage and placed his mouth firmly on hers. Their lips parted as Lily toyed with Trents tongue, using hers, and as if by instinct slowly pulled away and bit his lower lip in sexual frustration. Trent, still fixing Lily's arms to the wall, began to kiss across Lily's face, towards her ear and down the side of her neck with Lily letting out small groans of satisfaction. In a sudden movement, Trent twisted Lily around, placing her hands against the mirrored screen and lent her body slightly forward with legs apart. Whilst kissing the back of her neck, Trent began to raise Lily's skirt high above her beautifully round arse to reveal a sexy little thong perfectly placed between her cheeks.

Running his hands back up her body he cupped her large breasts, pulling slightly at her nipples before lowering himself to a crouch position behind Lily. He started by kissing her arse and then on to her inner thigh, going from below the knee to just under Lily's pussy. Moving her lacy black knickers to one-side, Trent began to lick and flick Lily's pussy using his tongue, starting slow to begin with and increasing speed and pressure. Lily's pussy was so wet and tasted amazing.

Trent slid between Lily's legs so he was now looking up at her face and started to tease her clit with his mouth and had now entered 2 fingers in to her dripping wet pussy, finger fucking her in a vigorous rhythmic fashion. Lily, couldn't contain the ecstasy and let out a loud scream of "fuck me Trent", which Trent knew would have been heard across all floors of the hotel, but he didn't care.

Caught up entirely in the sexually charged moment, neither had noticed that the lift had arrived at the 10th floor. As Lily opened her eyes she noticed, in the mirrors reflection, a well-dressed elderly couple waiting to enter the carriage, presumably on their way to the Grosvenor House for a gala night. Lily began tapping Trent on the head to get him to stop playing with her pussy but Trent was now lost in her vagina. She pulled at his hair but this only further encouraged him until finally he looked up to see Lily's facial expression being one of shock! Peering between her legs, he quickly realised what had happened.

Lily quickly dismounted Trent's face and pulled her skirt down. Taking a further look in the mirror, to adjust herself, she nonchalantly walked past the motionless couple quipping "lovely evening". Trent awkwardly stood up, Lily's pussy juices covering his face and followed her out of the lift and towards room 1009.

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LILY'S TAKE

​Lily felt butterflies in her stomach as the rickshaw pulled up outside the Hilton, Park Lane, mostly through the thought of what lay ahead of them but also from the giggles on the way over. Trent always had that affect on her, he'd make her laugh about stupid stuff that no-one else would understand but that they could spend hours discussing. The fact that a Google search had shown that there were others who thought JFKs' driver could have shot Kennedy, thus validating Trent's ridiculous theorem, made the two of them laugh hard. Lily was positive that the smile wrinkles which had started to appear on her face would be all the more deeper for the time she spent in his company, but it was worth it, and she'd send him the bill for the botox at a later date anyway.

Walking into the hotel lobby Lily smiled at the hotel reception staff as Trent went through the booking details and handed her a second key. She hadn't been able to concentrate at work that day, and had suggested a drink in the hotel bar before going to the room, if only for Dutch courage if nothing else. Trent hadn't been keen, at least there was the mini bar upstairs', she consoled herself.

After checking in, Trent using his usual charm to secure an upgrade, they walked to the lift. Lily could feel Trent's eyes on her. She'd purposely warn clothes that day that she knew he'd like - pencil skirt, stockings and a black bra under a white top, a bit 1990's but she didn't really care. Walking the few short steps to the lift she felt Trent's hand reach beneath her skirt. Her breath shortened, his hand didn't move even when the lift doors opened and they walked inside.

Trent started kissing her intently. Lily could feel her pulse start to race, she knew her pussy was getting wetter. She bit Trent's lip as only he made her do, 10 floors felt like a long way at that moment so Lily pulled back to slow things down. Taking control Trent pinned her arms against the mirrored wall, Lily felt a ripple run through her body as she couldn't resist anymore and let out a gasp as Trent flipped her to face the mirror, slowly pulling her panties to the side as he knelt down.

She knew that this was madness, they'd be in the privacy of their own room in 5 minutes but she couldn't stop, she wanted Trent to be touching her, feeling how wet he made her. Eyes closed, she could feel his tongue now slowly moving between her thighs before being in her pussy. God he was good at this, slowly adjusting her leg to rest on his shoulder, Lily had forgotten that they were in a lift and as Trent's tongue worked rhythmically away, she wasn't sure she cared.

Gasping out loud the aching inside was becoming stronger. "Fuck me Trent" left her lips as she desperately wanted his cock inside her. Trent eased her longing by placing two fingers inside her. Lily knew it wouldn't be long before she came, it felt too good and she could feel her body start to react for the release she'd been waiting for, for too long.

At that moment she opened her eyes only to see a surprised elderly couple staring at them, faces in shock. The bubble was burst.

Trying to steady her breathing, Lily walked ahead following the signs directing her to rooms 1008 - 1012. She had been so close to cuming that she didn't dare look back at Trent whilst she was trying to re-compose herself, but could sense he was just a few paces behind her, chuckling slightly. Not much ever phased Trent. Arriving outside room 1009, hands slightly trembling from the adrenaline running through her body, she took the key card from the paper wallet.

'For fucks sake Lily', she thought to herself, 'get a grip, you're 40, not 20!'

Trent was behind her now pressing his body against hers so she could feel his distinctive hardness, God she really wanted to fuck him. She turned around to kiss him, tasting herself on his lips, still searching for validation to open the door as this wasn't the first time they had been in this situation. Lily's mind drifted to how they had ended up here after multiple missed opportunities and confused signals, and she thought back to when it all changed with Trent Young.

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THE FIRST KISS

Drunk from the shots and multiple cocktails, Lily turned and saw Trent smiling at her, hand on her hip dancing to the rhythm of the 90's tune. It was late on a Thursday night after 'one-of-those' days for them both and so they had decided to go for a quick drink after work, to let off steam. Although it was never a quick drink with Trent and Lily. Starting in a karaoke bar, as it served beer quick and cold, before they knew it, it was midnight and they'd ended up in a night club called Cheezy Universe. More drinks were consumed, more chat and many more giggles, including Lily being asked to dance by a man no taller than 4ft 11", Lily had no problem with height but at just over a foot taller she felt ridiculous.

"He has the best view though" said Trent, winking at Lily "doesn't have to sneak looks at your tits as he stares straight at them!"

To most people the comment would have meant little, but to Lily it sent an electric charge through her that Trent was even thinking of her tits.

"Haha, yeah but imagine if his cock size matched his stature" joked Lily.

Drinks continued to flow and to this day she can't remember why, but at around 1am, after coming off the dance floor where they'd busted their best moves to 'Cotton eye Joe', Lily learned forward and kissed Trent. 'This is madness' she told herself 'what am I doing?! ' Surprisingly, but yet not to him, Trent kissed her back pushing her against a post at the edge of the dance floor.

Seconds or minutes passed until they separated and looked each other in the eye. No words were spoken. Hazel eyes searching the deep brown of the others for an answer as to what the fuck just happened. Before either knew what was happening they were once again entwined in a passionate embrace.

"Trent" said Lily pulling away and gasping for air.

He didn't answer, he only kissed her again even harder.

They stayed there for a while longer, kissing like it was just the two of them, not caring who saw or what they thought. Then Trent whispered in Lily's ear 'I've wanted to do that with you for so long, we need to be alone' Heart racing like crazy Lily felt the same. Drunk and not thinking clearly, Lily directed Trent towards the unoccupied disabled toilet which was situated under the stairs of the nightclub. Walking in Lily casually turned and locked the door and looked at Trent.

The sexual energy in the cubicle was hard to ignore. Trent stepped forward and pinned Lily against the back of the door, placed his lips on hers whilst roughly slipping his tongue in her mouth. Trent reached his hand beneath Lily's satin top grabbing her breasts and moving her top up. He tipped his head to kiss the curve of each breast before exploring further down on the lace to Lily's hard nipples, biting each in turn through the thin material. Lily wished he'd play harder with them, suck and bite them but right now she had other things on her mind.

Lily reached down slowly to feel between Trent's legs, she wasn't disappointed. She could feel that Trent was hard and it made her smile. She gently stoked the outside of his trousers, tracing the outline of his hard cock with her fingers, while slowly kissing him, flicking her tongue in his mouth. She closed her eyes imagining the feeling of Trent inside her, but before that she wanted to have him in her mouth.

Lily had always loved giving head, something about the power of having a person in one of the most vulnerable intimate positions, 100% focused on what you were doing and at your mercy.

Trent was now running his hand up the inside of Lily's thigh. 'Fuck' she thought. She'd never thought this was where the night would take them. Lily had a prep routine, admittedly it had been quite a few years since she'd needed to stick to it as rigorously as she did in her 20's, but still in her mind she wasn't prepared for this. She hadn't shaved her legs for the last week and her waxing appointment had been cancelled due to illness. She was also wearing rather large pants, some would describe as "granny pants" as they were big and comfy, and of course her usual Spanx.

Lily obviously didn't know what Trent was thinking but whatever it was it didn't stop him from slowly pulling down her granny pants past her knees and placing two fingers inside her. Lily knew she was wet, she felt so turned on in Trent's company. She also knew there wasn't really time for both of them to cum and she wanted it to be Trent. She wanted to look at him on Monday, in the regular 09.30 all staff meeting, knowing she was the one who had made him reach those levels of pleasure, that she'd had the power over the situation, when at work Trent was really the one in that position.

Pulling at Trent's belt buckle, un-doing the notches and then the button on the top of his blue chino's Lily reached down to feel Trent's cock, which sprang free from his trousers. Lily reached round with both hands and moved his trousers and trunks below his arse, stroking slowly as she did so, squeezing the bottom of Trent's firm cheeks. Lily had always thought Trent had a good physic under his designer clothes and being able to be up close and personal only confirmed this. She let out a shaky breath of excited anticipation, and bit her lower lip.

Pushing Trent against the wall, Lily slowly sunk down to her knees. She heard Trent inhale sharply, with both of them knowing exactly what was about to happen. Lily tried to ignore the wetness in her pussy, at knowing she was turning Trent on. In different circumstances she wished he was bending her over a table, pinning her arms down and taking her hard from behind whilst his other hand worked rhythmically on her clit, until she was begging him to let her cum. Maybe another day...

Imaging this scenario, but right now enjoying being on her knees, Lily started butterfly kissing and nibbling Trent's thighs, teasing him gently as she travelled further and further up until she reached his balls. Lily starting flicking them softly with her tongue whilst using her hands to stroke the back of Trent's thighs. Moving her tongue in a rippling motion Lily began to gently tug and suck, before using her mouth to start pulling on Trent balls, taking each in her mouth and running her tongue around them.

From above her, Lily heard Trent groan in appreciation and affirmation of what was happening. This turned Lily on more. Taking her tongue, Lily traced Trent's cock shaft to the tip before using her lips to envelop the top and slowly sink her mouth down to the base. He tasted good and she loved the feeling of her mouth being full of his cock. Lily started to move her head back and forth up Trent's dick, sucking hard, circling the tip when she reached the top before she delved back down, using her hand where her mouth couldn't reach, ensuring a continuous feeling of fullness.

Whilst doing this Lily's hair fell forward covering her face. Reaching down, Trent moved it back so he could see her in action, this turned him on even more. He was still clouded in awe at how Lily, who he'd admired and fancied from a far for so long, was now on her knees in front of him sucking his cock. He tried to keep his head in the game, remembering he'd been in this situation many times before, and what he didn't want to do was cum too quickly, but fuck it was a trip having his cock in her mouth after all this time. At that moment Lily looked up at Trent's face, their eyes meeting, sending small electric waves through them both.

Trent let out a low groan, Lily closed her eyes and concentrated, quite hard due to the alcohol in her body, making her sway slightly. Working harder she rhythmically moved up and down Trent's shaft. Lily was loving the feel, shape and taste, and started sucking harder and moving faster, wetting her lips and flicking her tongue across Trent's cock tip. She bent forward and whilst continuing to flick his tip with her tongue she rubbed Trent's cock hard between her tits, she hoped she wasn't being too rough.

"Lily" Trent panted "this feels so good, I'm going to..."

BANG, "Whats going on in there" came a loud voice. Shit Lily thought and stopped what she was doing. The surprise had also startled Trent and both scrambled to re-adjust clothes. Trent helped Lily stand up, and the two looked at each other, darn it had been so close.