He entered the room before her, switching on the light just inside the door. The room was small but nicely furnished and cosy, a double bed, dressing table and tea/coffee making facilities on a side table, a bathroom off to the right 'Excuse me' she smiled as she made her way towards it. Once inside she let out a deep breath , and leaned on the sink looking at herself in the mirror, 'it will be fine', she told herself, 'he wouldn't be here if he didn't like you, he's not that shallow'. She used the toilet, wiped herself carefully, washed her hands, tidied her hair, then taking a deep breath went out into the room.
He was standing by the window watching the world go by through a gap he had made in the curtains. He looked up and smiled at her, 'come here' he said with a small laugh. She walked towards him, removing her jacket and dropping it along with her bag on a chair. He put his arms around her, 'Look we don't have to do anything you don't want to, it doesn't matter I've had a great evening'. He obviously sensed her nervousness. 'Well the same applies to you ' she laughed. She bent and took off her boots then stood before him feeling like a small child. He held out his arms and once more she went into them willingly. They stood there for some moments just hugging, enjoying the closeness, there was no rush they had a few hours left to be with one another.
She broke away and went to switch off the light, leaving the bathroom door open so there was enough light to see each other by, she knew he knew she was a little shy and wouldn't be surprised by this. She went back to him , put her arms around his neck and kissed him, stroking the back of his neck she felt a small shiver run through him. With one hand he held her between her shoulder blades, pressing her hard against his body, the other ran up and down her arm before coming up and cupping the side of her face in his palm. Her stomach lurched, not unpleasantly. 'Yes' she thought, this is how it should be.
She broke off the kiss and stepped back a little..... she wanted to feel his skin. Looking into his eyes she began to slowly unbutton his shirt, her fingers brushing against his chest , down down, until she reached his firm stomach. His hands came under the back of her shirt and he began to caress the bare skin of her waist and back, his thumbs trailed down her sides brushing the edges of her breasts encased in lace. The last button undone she pulled his shirt aside and out of his trousers, a hand of her own went round him to feel the smoothness of his back the other feeling the hair and muscles of his chest, her thumbs brushing his nipples as she went. He took the hem of her shirt and pulled it over her head, in reply she removed his shirt and dropped it next to his on the floor.
She undid her belt then unfastened her trouser button and lowered the zip, then reached out and did the same to his before placing her hands on his hips, he mirrored her actions and as she slipped his trousers over his hips he did the same with hers. She stepped out of them and stood before him trembling slightly. He looked at her for a few long moments, eyes roaming up and down her body before they rose up to meet her eyes, he stepped out of his own trousers before once again pulling her towards him. He kissed her fiercely, his hands running down her body from shoulders to buttocks, she felt him in the same way he was feeling her, she could feel his hardness against her stomach which was fluttering madly with excitement and anticipation. His hands paused to undo the clasp of her bra, she stiffened slightly, she was conscious of her breasts left soft and drooping by years of pregnancy and breast feeding, but he knew all of this so she determined to stand before him proudly.