I pick up the pillow and throw it back on the couch and found another trophy. It is her black lace thong panties. I kneel down and pick them up and bring them up to my nose. I inhale deeply and can still smell her there. Damn did Heather look hot in those, although she was not in them for very long last night. I twist them around my fingers remembering how well they outlined her ass. I sat on the sofa and winced a little from my sore back and looked around this hotel room. While I am holding them I close my eyes and replay her visit.
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I arrived first booked the hotel and then waited for her text saying she was there. I walked around the room, tried to watch TV, read, but nothing could calm me down. God I wanted to see her again! I so wanted to look down at those brown eyes pleading for me to make her cum. I missed seeing those gorgeous breasts wrapped around my cock and covered with my cum. Those dreams still made me hard, but that's all they have been...dreams. But now I get to see her again. My phone started to beep and alerted me to her text telling my she had arrived. I then sent a text back with the room number and started pacing in anticipation; my dick was already hard just waiting to see her again.
The knock on the door was firm and determined. I was there at the door in seconds and then opened the door. And there she was at last. Her brown eyes were looking me over as well, hopefully approvingly. She had on a nice looking skirt and a blouse the showed off plenty of cleavage. I told her hello and stood aside for her to enter the room. She returned my greeting and I somewhere in my mind it still was not registering that she was here. I was still waiting for me to wake up, open my eyes and she would be gone. Before wasting another moment I grabbed her head and kissed her with my eyes open making sure she would not vanish. My tongue slipped into her mouth easily and without meeting any resistance from her lips. I heard a few thumps on the ground as she dropped her bags and pulled me close to her. My hands moved down starting to feel her form. Yes she was here and she was real. More than that she was as sexy and as luscious as that dirty mind of mine always remembered her to be.
I grabbed her ass and pulled it against my crotch and she started to grind against me making a quiet moan. We broke the kiss and she made a little giggle, "My goodness Tom... feels like you are excited to see me." She then took my hand and guided it to her panties. I could feel the wetness through the fabric. "I know that I am excited to see you too. Mmm you hand feels so good there. Do you know how difficult it has been for me not to bring out a toy and play with myself today... to wait for you."
I started to strip her right there. I stood back and took a look at her with just her black panties on. I walked around her, my hands never leaving her skin. I told her how sexy she looked and she just smiled and giggled blushing lightly. I then pulled her panties down and threw them onto the sofa. I stuck my fingers deep inside her and then started to kiss her deeply again. This time I closed my eyes and just reveled in her smell, the feel of her lips, the taste of her tongue as it brushes against mine, the sound of her moans in my mouth, and the pressure of her breasts as her breath quickened against my chest. She removed her lips and I took her to the edge and then with an increase in speed of my hand she came for the first time.
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I bring the panties up to my nose again and inhaled her scent and remembered the way she looked in my arms cumming like that as I fingered her. Sighing, I suddenly got a little depressed that I don't really know when I will see her again. Well it had been quite a night and the memories will remain for quite some time.
I lift myself off of the sofa, put the panties in my bag and looked around for anything else that I might have left behind in the room. While walking I stepped into a wet spot in front of the door. Oh yeah... that was from the surprise I had planned for her.
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Later in the night while taking a break from our passions, I asked for her to go and get some ice from the ice machine around the corner. As soon as she was gone, I turned off the lights, and waited for her to return. When she came back to the darkened room I remember hearing her voice asking if I had gone to bed and then when I did not answer her hand went to the light switch. That is when I grabbed her hand and yanked her forcefully into the room.
There was just a momentary cry before my hand covered her mouth and the ice spilled to the floor. I told her in a rough voice not to scream as I pulled her in and locked the door. She did not scream, but she did squirm and started to offer up a bit of a resistance. I was ready though and I pulled her arm behind her back and forced her face first into the bed. There I took her hand and applied the handcuffs I had brought. I then grabbed the other hand and locked it behind her back. I lifted up her robe she had on and gave her ass a hard slap. She started to cry out and then I forced her to flip over and put my hand to her throat. I grabbed a condom, tore it open, threw the package across the room and put it on. I forced her legs apart and then I positioned my dick right at her pussy and forced my way in. Unlike the last encounter where I my touch was gentle slow and soft, this was hard and harsh. With one hand on her throat keeping her on the bed, my other was mauling her tits and pinched her nipples.
"You like it when I fuck you like this don't you Candy. You are such a slut for liking it rough like this you know. Tell me you like this. Come on Candy tell me!" Her bedroom name was so appropriate for her. Hard, sexy, delicious, and oh so sweet.