We've been talking for so long no one should feel any nerves, but sitting at the edge of the bed in this hotel, I do, I'm racked with them.
You can never judge what someone's reaction is going to be, I'm crippled with doubt because the reaction is not usually the one I want, and I'm worried this one will be no different.
I've made an effort, I'm not in my usual jeans and T shirt, I've swapped it for a black dress, tights and shoes, underneath a matching underwear set, although I have not deviated from my usual colour they are still black!
I feel self conscious, uncomfortable and so out of my comfort zone.
I hear the door open and I inwardly cringe, this is crunch time, I look up and catch his eyes and he smiles and he's so gorgeous when he smiles I can't help but smile back, I can feel my grin stretching from ear to ear. He's taller than what I imagined but I love that.
He comes and stands in front of me at the bed and taking my hands pulls me to my feet, twirling me round, raising an eyebrow and saying "No jeans". No I reply blushing. It's at that point he takes my face in his hands and kisses me and I am lost, my body betrays me, I remember all his words on screen and everything zones into that one kiss, my nipples harden, moisture flows to my pussy and I moan, a long low moan that leaves my intentions very clear.
His hands trace the outline of my breasts against the fabric of my dress and again I moan, pushing myself forward into his touch, my hands going to his shirt to undo the buttons, sliding it from his shoulders, my hands moving to his cool skin, tracing his collar bone, running my fingers down his chest to his nipples, tracing the outline with my fingertips, before replacing them with my tongue. Sucking and licking his nipples.
This time it is his turn to moan as his arms go around me, pushing me back towards the bed and laying me down gently, kissing me passionately as his hands slide up my thighs and under my dress. He can smell my sex, how could he not, I'm soaking wet and already on fire, as he slides my tights down my legs caressing me as he goes. Taking one ankle in each hand, he spreads my legs wide and kneels in front of me, my hands go to stop him but he tells me to relax, to let go. When I feel his tongue gently pushing against the fabric of my soaking panties I know I will, I don't want him to stop, his tongue so insistent against me, as he sucks my juice right from the fabric.
My eyes are closed, my head pushed into the pillows, I can feel my orgasm building already I am not going to last long. He slides up the bed towards me, and kisses me, a deep kiss with his tongue probing against mine and I can feel his hands slide down the front of my knickers, his middle finger sliding over my clit, down the line and straight up my cunt. I moan against him, lifting my hips against his finger, unable to kiss, my mouth open mid moan, he just leans back and watches my face as his finger probes my cunt!
I'm soaking wet and I can hear the noise of his finger penetrating me again and again before he adds a second, when his thumb moves to my clit as well, I start to cum, biting my lip to keep from screaming the force of my orgasm taking me by surprise. Again and again I pulse against his fingers and their relentless pressure on my cunt. Breathless I kiss him and pull him up towards me on the bed, taking his cock in my hand and sliding it against my cunt, coating it with my juice before making him lie on his back!
