The Meeting

He had just left the office when his cell phone buzzed. He was expecting a text and there it was. It was from Lynn, telling him she had checked in and she was in room 1112.

He pulled into the hotel parking lot 10 mins later and he replied: "Parking. Be right up :)". He had a slight nervous feeling in his stomach and little did he know she was experiencing the same butterflies upstairs.

He stepped into the elevator, eagerly anticipating the moment he walked into her hotel room. In just a few moments he'd be there, actually in the same room with her. After chatting for almost a year, both of them serving as an exciting distraction from their almost sexless marriages, the opportunity finally came for them to be in the same city and they weren't going to pass it up.

The elevator doors opened and he stepped into the hall. Her room was at the very end. He stood outside her door for a moment, picturing what it was going to be like to actually see her in person, and more so, to touch her. He rapped lightly on the door and she opened it almost immediately. There she stood in a sexy form fitting black skirt and a sharp white blouse. The same outfit she sent him a pic of at her office when they first met online. She looked stunning.

"Wow," he said. "Better than anything I could have imagined."

She smiled, showing her beautiful white smile. "Mmmm, me too," she said. "Come in."

Having come from the office, he was still wearing his suit and tie.

She closed and locked the door behind her. When she turned around she saw him looking at her in somewhat disbelief.

"I can't believe we are here," he said.

"Me neither," she replied, taking two steps toward him.

Their eyes locked and they both knew the moment had arrived. They were going to kiss. Eleven months of chatting, trading pictures and Skyping and here they were about to FEEL each others' soft lips, smell each others' faint cologne and taste each others' skin.

He slipped his hands around her waist and gently pulled her towards him. She looked up into his eyes and smiled, turning her gaze to his lips which were parting slightly. Finally their mouths came together in a soft kiss that slowly grew firmer.

She started to moan softly and he felt the growing arousal between his legs. He could feel her warm skin and the thin strap of her bra through her blouse, as if proof that she was actually standing with him. Their kiss ended briefly, followed by small soft and wet kisses and he ended up burying his face in her neck.

They parted and looked up at each other.

"I can't believe we're here," she said, her voice trembling slightly with excitement.

He took her face gently into his hands, letting his fingers slide through her soft hair, all the way through the frosted highlighted tips. She closed her eyes at his touch and his fingers came to rest on the zipper of her skirt at the small of her back. Her eyes remained closed and she smiled and moaned lightly. She turned her sparkling eyes up to him and nodded slightly, inviting him to undo her skirt.

He played with the zipper pull teasingly and pulled it halfway down. His fingers stroked the soft skin of her lower back through the tail of her blouse as he kissed her forehead.

She ran her hands over his chest and slipped them inside his suit coat. She could feel his erection against her tummy. She pushed his jacket off his shoulders and let it fall to the floor.

He undid his tie and tossed it on his coat as she started to undo the rest of her zipper.

"Ah ah," he said. "I am going to do that in due time missy."

She smiled. "Well hurry up!" she said jokingly. "I want to get naked with you."

He kicked off his shoes and lead her by her hands over to the wingback chair in the corner. He sat down and she straddled him. He pulled her zipper all the way down. The skirt was practically falling off her now and she was aroused even further by that. He undid the buttons on her blouse and slid the shoulders down her arms, exposing her pretty black bra which barely contained her breasts. He toyed with the straps on the front of her shoulders, letting the backs of his fingers graze the top of her breasts.

She put her hands on his and slid them over her breasts. He cupped them and rolled his thumbs over her hard nipples through the lacy bra. She reached behind her and undid the strap. He peeled it off and tossed it across the room to the growing pile of clothes on the floor.

Her ample breasts were soft and warm in his hands. He pinched her nipples lightly and watched her bite her bottom lip and close her eyes, something he saw her do whenever she started to get aroused. He leaned forward and kissed her left breast, rolling his tongue over her nipple before taking it in his mouth.

She was pulling at his shirt, untucking it and quickly undoing the buttons. He shrugged it off his shoulders and tossed it aside with the other clothes. She undid his belt and zipper as he pulled his t-shirt over his head. She stood up, holding her skirt at her waist as he slipped off his pants and shorts. She looked at him playfully as she let her skirt fall to the floor. She was pantie-less.

Naked, she straddled his legs again. The warmth if their naked bodies aroused them further. They kissed again, this time pressing their bodies firmly together.

He slid his big hands down her back and they came to rest on her ass. He slid her towards him until he felt her warm wetness against the base of his cock.

"Mmmph," she gasped, starting to rock her hips instinctively.

He pulled her closer so she could slide herself up and down his shaft. Her wet lips surrounding his very hard cock were making soft slurpy noises as she rocked. He watched her, her eyes closed and head tossed back, hair fallen over her face. Her breath was coming faster and louder. He lifted his ass off the chair to press his cock against her.

"Oh my God," she whispered, surprised.

He slid his fingers lightly over her waist and tummy and moved up to pinch her nipples lightly. She slid up the length of his shaft and urgently pushed his cock inside of her with her hands.

The excitement was too much. She froze on him. "I'm almost ready to cum!" she said.

She paused. Slowly riding the length of him. He ran his fingers over her breasts, circling the erect nipples with his fingers, pinching and pulling them. He watched her arousal grow. She bit her lip again and her eyes closed. She was ready.

"Cum," he said softly.

His hands slid from her breasts to her waist and then to her thighs. He held the back of her knees, tightly. She folded on top of him, enjoying his length buried deep within her. She rocked to and fro for a minute. Then she exploded.

Collapsed on his chest, the heat from his body brought the orgasm on harder. She shuddered as she felt the tingles erupt from deep within her. He felt the hot rush of her orgasm surround his cock as he was now fully buried deep within her. She was riding him slowly, feeling every inch of him and savouring the swollen head as it almost slipped out of her. She lowered herself tightly against him and he grabbed her tightly at the hips, holding her there.

She felt him throb as he shot the first of many streams of cum into her. She laughed, gasped and moaned, her orgasm still going strong.

Moments later, she fell against him, their naked and somewhat sweaty bodies, entwined... This was only the first 20 minutes of their weekend together.