I am always looking for a chance to surprise you, I love the look on your face when the penny drops and you realise what I'm up to. your eyes going wide and the little boy grin spreading across your face under your beard. On this occasion I decided on another night in a hotel, I chose one of the older ones in the historic city of Canterbury which offered a gorgeous room with wood panelled walls and a massive four poster bed.
You were going to get there in the late afternoon, so I made sure I got there as soon as I could check in at lunchtime, leaving me with plenty of time to get ready. A nice long hot shower had me imagining it was your hands slowly soaping me up, the thought of your lips slowly kissing their way down my neck and along my shoulder, your beard tickling my wet skin while your big soapy hands moved all over my small tits squeezing and teasing my already stiff pierced pink nipples. I unconsciously let out a low moan and pushed my arse back to feel you against me before I remembered you weren't there yet.
Disappointed I finished my washing, shaved what needed shaving and tried to ignore the aching that was slowly starting to build between my legs in my moistening pussy. I took my time slowly rubbing lotion into my body, taking extra care to massage it over my arse cheeks and tits knowing these were the places you would be paying the most attention to. I took the towel off my long dark hair and decided I simply couldn't be bothered with the hassle of drying and straightening it. I knew after an hour in bed with you it would be all over the place anyway so I just used a bit of leave in conditioner and left it to dry curly on its own.
I took my time getting dressed in the lingerie that I had picked out. A black lace suspender belt around my waist sat just below the black and grey tattoo that decorated my toned stomach. I attached the sheer black stockings after pulling them up slowly making sure the seam was straight. Finally I added the matching lacy half cup bra admiring the way it pushed my tits up leaving my stiff nipples exposed, the silver of the bars glinting in the light. I turned in front of the mirror and liked the way the stockings and suspenders framed my bare arse. I seldom bothered with knickers as I knew they wouldn't stay on for more than a few seconds and it always excited the hell out you finding me exposed. I left my face make up free apart from some eyeliner and a bit of mascara, a quick squirt of perfume and I was almost ready to go.
I had a while to wait until you were due to arrive so I killed some time lounging on the four poster bed and started scrolling through some of the filthy stories on lit' to try to take my mind of my frustration. Needless to say it didn't work and I soon found myself slowly stroking my bare pussy and losing track of time. My phone beeped telling me you'd arrived and asking for the room number. I quickly tied my curly hair back in a messy pony tail and slipped a white dress shirt that I'd stolen from you over the lingerie leaving the shirt undone. Finally I pulled on your favourite thigh high stiletto boots. I just had time for a quick glance in the mirror before you knocked on the door.
I opened the door taking care to stay hidden from view until I could close it behind you. You turned and stopped staring at me, your mouth slightly open in surprise and a bulge rapidly growing in the front of your jeans. I strutted towards you with my hips swaying with every step. As I closed the distance I reached up and grabbed your thick brown beard roughly pulling your face down to meet mine. As soon as our lips met you slipped your hands under the loose white shirt, I could feel your big, warm, work roughened hands running up and down across the curves between my hips and ribs making me shiver and gasp into your mouth. You pulled my body up against yours so I could feel the heat from your big body and your firm cock up against my belly.