I walk in the room with my kids and direct them to stay in the pool for at least ten minutes. "Mommy needs some kid-free time," I say. I see you out of the corner of my eye, sitting in the hot tub, eyes transfixed on my body. I turn my back and remove the shear sarong that engulfs my torso, leaving just my wedding ring and a small two-piece bikini that covers my intimate parts. Feeling exposed, I walk to the edge of the hot tub. A small smile escapes the corner of my mouth. "Mind if I join you?" I ask.
You respond, "please do."
As I enter the hot tub and make my way closer to you, I tell you that you are just as cute as I thought you'd be. I notice you are still wearing your ring too. You make a quiet remark about what you think of me. We are barely close enough to touch each other. Closer than two strangers should be yet not so close to expose our intentions.
You place your hand on my thigh and my hand on yours. Whispering things that we want to do to each other, our hands' inch closer and closer toward each other's sex. I can feel your erection starting to form. We are both feeling the heat of the moment. I let you sample what is to come beneath my swimsuit. We are trying so hard not to get carried away, knowing that we could get caught. Both anticipating a better opportunity to explore each other's bodies more. Soon, very soon, the time will come...
Standing outside your hotel room, shaking, I fumble the words into my phone. "I'm here, let me in." There's rustling on the other side of the door, then clink as the knob turns. The door is barely open enough when you reach through and pull me in. Unmoving, your body is close to mine. The door shuts.
Without a thought, my chin tilts up slightly and your lips are on mine. The passion from the sampling in the hot tub is running rampant through our veins. The room is getting hot, even hotter than before, as you pin me against the wall and kiss me. Your lips, your breath, your hands on my body, the swell of your manhood pressing against me, ignite fires deep within. Walking, nearly tripping over each other, while still kissing, we make our way across the room, articles of clothing dropping along the way. By the time we reach the bed, I am in nothing but my lacey bra and underwear and you in your pants. You take half a step back and look at me from head to toe. The desire in your eyes makes me wet with anticipation.