Today's adventure begins when meet at a local hotel. You have texted me to tell me where and in what room, where you are waiting.
When I get to your door, you take me into your arms and kiss me gently. I love the way your eyes light up when we kiss. It always makes me wonder what is in store after the kisses.
Instead of jumping right into bed, which we both want to do very badly, we instead head to the hot tub downstairs. It's a shame to have to be clothed, but since it is very public there are rules! Sitting close inside the bubbling water we start kissing again and I feel your hands gently caress my breasts, with your fingers rubbing circles around the hard nipple. I move to straddle you and take your face into my hands and kiss you deeply. You feel the heat between my legs even warmer than the water. With the gentle motion of the whirlpool, my body moves against yours, stroking you between my thighs. When you suggest we go upstairs, I put my finger to your lips.
Looking around to see if anyone is watching, I quickly slip your hard cock out of your trunks. You smile thinking we're not going to wait until we get upstairs, but then I shock you by quickly diving under the water and taking you into my mouth. You are so shocked you almost cum, and when I surface, I laugh at your startled expression. Quickly, I take another breath and go under again, this time to tease you with my tongue. You are rock hard and aching to release. But I don't let you.
I climb out of the hot tub and throw a towel around me. Grabbing our key card I rush to the room, leaving you stunned and trying to get back into your pants. By the time you can get out of the water I am gone. You wait impatiently, still hard and wet from the spa water, for the next elevator.
By the time you get to our room you're a little frustrated and a bit angry. The door is propped open for you, and you come in and see I am not there. Instead, I come out from the washroom with fresh red lipstick and tell you to go lay on the bed for your massage. When you lay back, I smile and tell you no, that you must lay on your stomach. This doesn't make you happy, as you had planned to take me onto you and have me ride. You are anxious to cum. You ache for it. But you do as I ask and roll over to your stomach. My hands touch your shoulders and gently massage their way down your back, more feeling than massaging. The heat from my touch makes laying on your stomach uncomfortable and you fidget, hoping I will take the hint. Instead, I grab your ass and dig my nails in just a little to give you a contrast to the gentleness. I want to let you know I mean business. My fingernail traces down the back of your leg to your balls, just barely visible against the bedspread. After drawing some little circles on your tight skin, I tell you, finally, to roll over.