Months had passed. I tried to forget about him. I even went as far as sending him an email. I was hoping he would write back, assuring me that he still wanted me, he just needed time.
Unfortunately, I didn't hear back from him. After months of talking and emailing and describing in great detail what each of us wanted from the other, it was over.
Our one time together had been just a taste of how good things could have been between us. We were only in it for the sex. Each of us wanted that one person who could fulfill our baser needs. That one person who would do what our spouses wouldn't.
I searched Literotica and wondered if he still posted. I hadn't seen anything from him in quite a while. So, I decided to take a chance and I emailed him. Within minutes I received an email back. We were both cautious at first. He had been busy over the past couple of months. His company was growing and he had spent more time out of state than in.
We emailed daily, learning what the other had been doing, careful not to say anything sexual. I waited for the slightest hint that he wanted to see me again. Finally, I gave up and just came right out and said something.
"Mark, I'm heading to Westport on Friday. Can you meet for lunch?" I hesitated a moment then sent it. I was disappointed when I didn't get an immediate response back.
I was shutting down my computer for the day when my cell phone rang.
"Hello." I said, not recognizing the number.
"Rachel."
I felt my pussy suddenly quiver at the sound of his deep voice.
"Yes Mark."
"Were you serious?"
"Yes."
"I don't want to meet for lunch."
"Oh." I said, hoping to hide my disappointment.
"I want to meet and do what I wanted from the start."
"And that is?" I asked, my pulse starting to quicken.
"I want to fuck you."
"Oh" I said a bit breathlessly.
"Friday. The Marriot in Wesport. Ten o'clock. I'll call you with the room number."
And then he hung up.
****
Friday couldn't come soon enough. I took special care getting ready. I packed a few toys in my purse and headed down I-95 to meet Mark. I checked my phone constantly, hoping he wouldn't cancel at the last moment. I finally reached the hotel. My phone started to ring just as I pulled into the parking lot.
"Hello."
"Room 532."
****
My body was a mass of tingling nerves as I stood outside his door ten minutes later. This is what I had wanted from Mark from the start. I knocked on the door and smiled as Mark stood there.
"I really wasn't sure this was ever going to happen." He said, taking my hand and leading me into the room.
"Neither did I." I agreed, letting him take my purse.
The room was large and sported a King size against one wall. The sheets had pulled off and lay in a pile on the floor.
"Undress me." Mark said, pulling my thoughts from the bed and the fun to come.
I slowly unbuttoned his white shirt baring his hair covered chest. I slipped it from his shoulders and turned to place it over a nearby chair. I ran my hands over the crisp hairs, enjoying the tickling feeling on my palm. Then I dropped to my knees before him and undid his belt. I took my time unbuttoning and unzipping his slacks. I looked up at Mark as I did this. His eyes stared down intently into mine.
I slowly pulled his slacks and boxers down his legs. I removed his shoes and his socks. I turned and placed the rest of his clothes on the chair. I sat back on my heels and looked up at him.
"Since November I have not been able to stop thinking about your wicked mouth."
I smiled up at him. I leaned forward, stuck out my tongue and licked just the large, purple tip of him. I heard him groan and then his fingers slid into my hair. I opened my mouth wider and swallowed him to the base.
"Fuck baby" I heard him hiss as he flexed his hips, forcing himself deeper into my mouth.
I placed my hands on his thighs and started to move my head. This is what I wanted. I wanted his thick dick down my throat. I pulled back, letting him slide from my mouth. I looked up at him. His head was back and his eyes were closed. His chest rose and fell with his unsteady breathing.
I took him back into my mouth, my tongue swirling around his head. I held it at the base while my tongue flicked in and out of his tiny hole, around the ridge and the little "v" at the bottom. I held it as I licked my way down his dick to his balls and took them into my mouth, gently sucking on them, swirling them with my tongue. I spent several minutes just sucking on them, enjoying Mark's groans. Then I licked my way back up and took him deep into my throat again, until my nose was buried in his coarse pubic hair.
I felt Mark's fingers tighten in my hair and then he was holding my head still, fucking my mouth with his cock. I braced my hands on his thighs again and gave up control to him. Another thing I had wanted to do since we had started talking.
"Fuck Rachel...here it cums baby....swallow my cum" Mark growled, his hands holding my head down on him.
I felt him thicken and then convulse in my mouth as he shot his load of cum deep down my throat. I reached my hands around and grabbed his ass, pulling him deeper in my mouth. I sucked and swallowed until I felt him start to soften and then let him slide from my lips.
Mark grabbed my shoulders and urged me to my feet. He ran his thumb over my glistening lips then brought it to his mouth and licked it. Then he pulled me close and kissed me, tasting his cum in my mouth. I felt his hands on my body, removing my blouse and bra, unfastening my skirt and letting my clothes fall to the floor. I stood before him now in nothing but my panties and sandals.
"I'm glad you emailed Rachel."
"I really wasn't going too." I answered honestly, staring in those intent hazel eyes.
"Are you sorry you did?" He asked, his hands went around my waist and pulled me closer.
"Not yet." I said with a smile.
