"We could meet once a year...would that work for you???" Those words turned over and over in my mind. It was the last thing she said before we parted a year ago, and now it was coming true. All year we had met on line, played our games and made love to each other over the net. Mad, passionate love. Living out our most outrageous fantasies from afar. How could we surpass the passion, the lust or the adventure of last year. Would I want to? The party with Monica and Marc was totally unplanned. Would something like that happen again? Would I want it to?
When I saw her in the hotel restaurant, It was like a high school kid meeting with the prom queen. I hadn't felt like that in years. Even though I had seen her on cam nearly every day for the past year, I couldn't believe how hot she really is in person. She was dressed to the hilt. Tight, sexy blouse unbuttoned to show plenty of cleavage. Short, tight skirt showing off her thighs. "What the hell does she see in an old fart like me?" I thought. "Don't question it, just go with it."
My name is Jamie and I was meeting Catherine once again. We met on line a couple of years ago and seemed to hit it off from the start. Catherine is a beautiful, sexy, passionate woman who for various reasons was not being satisfied at home. So, she turned to the Internet to help fill the void. We met on the "Happily Married, Sexually Unfulfilled" thread in Literotica's Playground. We began talking, then started playing and finally met in person for the first time a year ago. That meeting turned out to be a sex filled weekend of lust and debauchery. Both of us did things that we had never done before. We met a couple named Marc and Monica and ended up at an orgy in their apartment. I didn't know if this weekend would bring the same experiences, but here we were, meeting for a second time.
Catherine rose from the table and ran over to me. We embraced. The kiss. So passionate. God, she's a great kisser. It's been years since anyone has kissed me like that. Well, a year at least.
After our very public and passionate hello, I said "We could go right to the cabin and get down and dirty....Or we could sit down and be naughty. See how many eyebrows we raise."
"You devil" she said. "I need to eat something anyway."
Sitting next to her, I couldn't help but look down her blouse. I still marvel at her breasts. I kissed her and discreetly undid one more button. I kept thinking, "eat your heart out guys. They're all mine. At least for now." Who knows about later. I kissed her and let one finger find its way to her breast. Nothing blatant. Just a little tease. Very gently, I stroked her breast, just brushing her sensitive nipple. She jumped and looked around to see if anybody was looking.
She grinned, "You bastard. You're determined to get me wet right here aren't you? God, I love it."
That's exactly what I wanted to do. Get her wet, dripping wet. I wanted, no needed, to feel her juices, to rub them all over her thighs, to smell her sex. I kept circling her nipple. First one finger, then two. Very gently, slowly. Just light enough to feel her smooth and sensual breasts. Just enough to make her want more.
We kissed. I whispered in her ear, "God, you feel so good baby. It's been too long. I need you."
"Ahem." I turned to see the young waitress standing at the table, her eyes glued to my hand inside Catherine's blouse. "I really hate to interrupt, but could I bring something to start with? Not that you haven't started already. My name is Trish, and I'll be your server tonight." My first thought was to remove my hand from Catherine's blouse. Since she seemed to be enjoying the show, I decided to leave it. Still stroking lightly, I asked for a bottle of their best local Riesling. Still looking at my hand, she grinned, turned and said "yes sir, cumming right up." Emphasis on the "cumming" and "up."
I whispered in Catherine's ear, "God, baby. I missed you. A year is too damn long." I moved my hand down to her thigh and began stroking. Slowly, softly. I moved to her wet pussy. On my way to our liaison, I wondered if you would be wearing panties. To my great delight, she wasn't. "God, you're wet baby. Really, really wet.
I started rubbing her lips lightly. Just enough to make her jump. She sighed. "Keep that up baby, and I'll cum right here." I couldn't keep from sticking one, then two fingers inside her. Her pussy felt so hot. So eager.
While we were kissing, Trish came back with the wine. She looked disappointed when she saw that my hand was no longer in Catherine's blouse. That is until I took it out from under the table and sucked on one of my fingers. Keeping my eyes glued to Trish, I gave the other finger to Catherine. She looked at Trish, took it in her mouth and sucked. I looked at Catherine and whispered, "I wonder if she's wet yet." Trish blushed, not knowing if she should stay and let me taste the wine or to leave.
I winked and nodded for her to open the bottle. Trish poured a dab into my glass. I swirled my juice covered fingers around the rim, licked it and tasted the wine. "Excellent, Trish. Couldn't be better. Thank you."
Visibly shaken, she turned to leave. After a few steps she turned, smiled and said "I'll give you some time to decide on your order. Enjoy."
My hand immediately returned to Catherine's thigh. I love to feel her thighs. So smooth. So soft. So sensual. With my other hand, I gently pulled her face to mine. We kissed. Tenderly. Passionately. I pulled my hand from her thigh so I could wrap my arms around her. Our tongues found each other. God, I was getting hard.
"Easy tiger. Keep this up and I'll fuck you right here, right now. We should either cool it for a while or go to our room now."
I looked into her eyes, "I want you right now, baby. But let's drink our wine and eat a little. I just want to look at you for a while. Marvel at how beautiful you are. God, I missed you babe. You have no idea how hard I am right now."
