The sky was plenty dark outside. Nikki stepped out onto the balcony of her hotel room. The chill spring air quickly wrapped itself around her frame. Her nipples hardened. A shiver started to surface. But she would have none of it and fought it off. She was on another level. Finally. Below her were familiar streets and alleys. In her less experienced days, she might be seeing some action down there tonight. Instead, maturity has brought her here. Above the din, she soaked in the prospect of what was to unfold.
Nikki took in the spectacle before her. She lucked out with the room she was given. A decent scene of the city from a few floors up, but at the same time a nice view of the river as it flowed. Both the bustle of life and the tranquility of nature in one sight. She appreciated being able to delight in both.
She was looking forward to her indulgent stay. If only for one night. But she would be able to take advantage of the spa in the morning. A prospect of a good massage and being pampered sounded amazing. It basically gave her reason to make it through the week. She needn't concern herself with making the beds before she left, or keeping things prim and proper. Tonight and tomorrow morning were all about her.
Especially tonight.
She had set the board with Ryan. Volleys of texts and the occasional phone call. Hearing his voice made her heart skip. Nikki found herself speaking softly and seductively without even trying. She impressed herself. Yet she understood the importance of pulling him along. The walls of his defense and the sensitive nature of who he was. A married man, now engaging with a woman not even half his age. She understood the taboo nature of it all. It made her squirm between her legs if she dwelt on it for long. Now their relationship was going to the next level.
Tonight, she was going to fuck him.
Nikki played out various scenarios in her head. What she would wear to the door to greet him. Answering the door in street clothes wouldn't attract any attention from others in the hallway. But she wanted to see his eyes pop if she answered in a skimpy little number. Better yet - nothing at all. She ultimately decided on what she was now wearing - a simple camisole and sweatpants. Braless. Plenty covered, yet with easy access and all quickly discarded.
She also wondered what to do if he chickened out. What if his conscious got the better of him? It didn't seem like him to not text or let her know. But as the turn of the hour came and went, her mind began to wonder. Being a few minutes off is simply the way of things. Still, Nikki very much had been looking forward to consummating their relationship tonight. If nothing else, at least, she could drown her disappointment at a bar and unstress at the spa tomorrow.
Plopping down on the bed, she turned on the television. She was mindlessly flipping through the channels when there came a rap at her door.
She smiled, that same smile that made her feel alive. Hitting the power button on her remote, Nikki sprang from the bed and skipped up to the door. Through the peephole, she saw Ryan. Opening the door, she gestured him inside.
"Welcome to my parlour!"
"Thank you," he replied. He quickly entered her room, a bit of a nervous air about him. She followed behind him as he took off his coat, hearing the shut of the door behind them. He made for the window once he was more comfortable. Nikki lightly steeped towards the bed. She watched as Ryan acquainted himself. He complimented her on finding a decent room. Nikki returned a smile in thanks and patted the space next to her.
As he sat down, Nikki placed an hand on his thighs. She kept her eyes on his, although his nervously darted about. Instinctively she began caressing his leg. "It really has been a long time since you've done anything like this, hasn't it?"
"A long time since what?" he asked, focusing his attention on her.
She cocked her head, while still offering a warm glow towards him. "Since you've been intimate with a woman."
"Well," he stammered. "I am married. It's not like we don't have sex."
"Oh, I know. But there's no surprises, are there?"
"Surprises?"
"Like ... you both settle in, warm each other up with a little foreplay and then get each other off, right? So it's predictable. Nothing really happens. Whereas, say, with someone you've never met... even if you do the same things, the game is so much more different? Like, think back to your college days. Every conquest brought its own memorable flair with it, right?"
Nikki stopped there. She had half a thought to continue with how she was going to blow his mind tonight. Something in the way she said 'conquest' threw her off. Now Nikki wondered if she herself would prove to be another notch on Ryan's board. Just an opportunity for him to sow his wild oats once more. Seeds she dug up in her own conquest to play the game.
"I suppose, there is a certain pedanticness about it, yeah."
"Does she talk dirty to you?" she asked, her mind coming around to where she was.
"In her own way."
"A lady in the streets and a freak in the streets?"
"Uhh," he replied dismissively.
"Does she beg for you to make her yours? Crave your cock?"
Ryan sat there, lost in his thought.
"Will she throw herself at you repeatedly and let you take her?"
He looked over at her. His eyes read that he figured she was just talking up a big game. "And you'll do all of these things? Even after twenty years?"
Nikki wasn't oblivious to the thoughts running through his mind. But she wasn't about to let the past two decades derail what brought him to her tonight. She kept rubbing his leg, drawing closer to his crotch. "It's a shame to let things get old. Get stale. I'm not saying we'd be prefect. But if it were you and me and twenty years - and whatever comes our way - we'd still find a way to keep things fresh and exciting."
He looked at her in with a gaze of disbelief.
"I mean, we're here in a nice hotel room, aren't we? When was the last time you two shacked up for an evening away from it all?"
Ryan kept his stare at Nikki. Then he burst into a chuckle. "I suppose you make some good points. You really are something else, you know?"
"Oh, I know," she said, her voice in a higher tone. She reached back and lifted her camisole over her head. The bounce in her tits greeted Ryan as his eyes darted down towards them. She discarded her top off the side of the bed, posturing her arms overhead for him to drink her in.
"Damn," was all he could muster.
For all his defenses, she had him cornered. Nikki relished knowing she had him where she wanted him. "Don't you think we're overdressed a bit, mister?"
"I, uh, I suppose I am," Ryan said. As he stood up, Nikki could see the bulge in his pants. He was revved up. The sight made her heart leap. Her breathing was becoming heavier. She quickly shimmied off her sweatpants and likewise tossed them aside. Focusing attention on her man, she saw Ryan fumbling with his wedding ring. The sight perplexed her.
"What are you doing?"
Ryan looked over at Nikki, almost as if offended by the question. "I'm removing my wedding band."
"Why?"
"It's a symbol of my love for my wife. I'd feel horrible. I can't wear it while making love to you."
"Love," Nikki repeated with a chuckle. "It's a symbol of your marital vows, yes. I wouldn't deny that. But it's also a symbol of you. Of who you are, and being true to yourself, right?"
Ryan held his position, frozen. As if the idea of questioning the tenets of his marriage were taboo.
Nikki knelt in front of Ryan. "That wedding band is very much a part of who you are. The man I am attracted to and so very willingly sharing myself with tonight. It seems to me disingenuous to suddenly pretend you're someone whom you're not, now."
She undid his belt, her eyes looking up to meet his as the tail end slipped from the loops of his dress slacks. His guttural 'Umm's and 'Uhh's were met without protest as she reached around either end of his waist and pulled. In a moment, she had him pants-less in front of her. His stiff cock swaying about after being released from its confines. She gripped his meat in her right hand. A smile swelled over her face as she gently stroked his member. The hardening sensation in her grasp stoked the fire burning within her.
"Oh God," Ryan finally said. "I mean, I see where you're argument stands. But, I don't know. This sounds like something we should talk about."
"I don't want to talk. I just want to fuck."
Nikki opened her mouth and took in his cock. Feeling his dick in her mouth brought back memories on top of the overlook. Only now she was fully exposed to him. Whereas she was ready to go all the way that evening if he showed the moxie, now she had him primed and ready. Her lips slid further down his shaft. The resultant groan tickled her ears. She had him.
She looked up at Ryan. Nikki always got a thrill drilling him with her gaze. It was easy for her to express her lust through her eyes. Knowing she was boring into him only served to excite and propel her. It was one of the many reasons she was so intent on pursing him. She only wished she had better seen the look on his face when she enveloped him. His captive expression now affirmed her successful play.
