Dominic's heart raced. He couldn't believe his eyes, which were trained on the screen of his iPhone. The letters of her instagram handle jumped off the black background, flooding his mind with erotic memories of days past. His mind flashed back to their last dalliance, that rainy spring day three years prior. He spoke her name out loud, "Dana," the "n" lingering on his tongue. Blood started flowing to his groin at the mere vocalization of those two short syllables.
Months had passed since their last conversation. The heat of summer and cooling of fall had slowly trickled by. He had yearned for her but thought she was gone forever, back into the realm of wedded bliss, no longer needing his lustful desire. Now in the cold depths of winter, her heat had returned with one simple notification and the hopes for further contact.
Dominic, rousing from the memories, clicked on the notification and accepted her request, responding with a request to see her latest pictures. He was hopeful that soon a message would appear from Dana. The seconds moved by slowly, feeling like hours, until finally the message icon lit up and his heart leapt. "Hey! How have you been? It's been a long time," he read. Though this message gave no indication of her desires, he remained hopeful that she still needed him. How could she not? He made her cum like no one else could. At least, that's what she had said.
After exchanging formalities for a bit, she finally offered the message he had hoped for, "I've missed you. I've missed the way you can turn me on with one sentence. You make me feel more desired in five minutes than Jim has made me feel in the last five years." She was more desirable than Dominic could say. She was a fantasy for most men - pretty with large breasts and porcelain skin. Playful and adventurous, her libido was on par with most men and some of her fantasies even made Dom blush. Poor Jim was just unable to see the gem that he had laying his bed every night.
Dominic had helped her explore some of her fantasies, but he was still eager to explore more. This eagerness boiled over as Dana explained that Jim was out of town for a few nights. She had rented a room just ten minutes from the furniture store which Dominic managed. There were only thirty minutes until closing time, but he knew it would feel like days before he could lock the door and head over to room 321.
Heart pounding, he drove a little faster than usual, eager to arrive at his destination. He couldn't seem to calm his nerves and could feel the muscles in his strong thighs twitching in anticipation. He didn't look as good as he had in his college hockey days, but he still had extremely muscular legs that Dana loved to rub and squeeze while she teased and pleased him with her oral talents. Years of skating also provided him with the typical hockey player ass, plenty for Dana to grab as she pulled him deeper into her wet warmth.
Finally, he had arrived at the DoubleTree hotel in which he knew his fantasy girl waited. He checked himself in his rearview mirror and stepped out of the car with extra pep in his step. As he walked through the lobby, making a beeline for the silver elevator doors, he fantasized about what Dana might be wearing behind that hotel room door. Would she be in bed, on the couch, or in his favorite place: the shower? It didn't really matter, he would have her in all three before the night was over.
Dom stepped out of the elevator doors onto the third floor, his excitement building. He could feel the engorging of his thick cock as he passed the various rooms. 315...317...319...his manhood was fully erect as he tried to calm his mind. This was not the night for an early curtain call. All calming efforts went out the window as the black numbers practically jumped off the golden plate next to room 321. As he raised his hand to knock, Dominic noticed that Dana had left the door cracked so he could walk right in.
