Kay
A while back, Steve and I were able to get out of town on a Friday night, something that doesn't happen very often due to our marital situations. Steve was traveling on business and was already in the city where we were to meet. I left after work and made the hour and a half drive to meet him. We enjoy being away from our home town because we can relax and not worry about other people seeing us together. I was looking forward to meeting Steve at the hotel and having a glass of wine to help me unwind.
As I approached the freeway exit for the hotel, I called Steve on my cell phone and he directed me right to the parking lot. It was warm out and I was wearing a skirt and a short sleeved top. Steve came out to meet me as I pulled in and greeted me with a deep french kiss. It seemed both strange and wonderfully pleasant to have Steve kiss me in the open like that. Steve was wearing one of his dark blue dress shirts that I love so much. It brings out the blue in his mostly hazel eyes.
Steve
I arrived at the hotel about the same time Kay would be leaving for work. I had about an hour and a half to relax and wait for her call. Kay has trouble with directions and she always calls me as she gets close so I can direct her while she drives. I hoped that she was looking forward to the weekend as much as I was.
I had stopped to get a bottle of wine. After taking my tie and suit off and changing into blue jeans, I went to get some ice from the ice machine so the wine would be chilled. I was wearing a blue dress shirt that I knew Kay liked. Little did she know that before the evening was over, she would be wearing it. My plan was to spend a little time "out and about" after Kay had a couple of glasses of wine. My encouraging her to be a little risque in public places was a little game we played. The wine lowered her inhibitions and she usually responded well to my suggestions.
I greeted Kay in the parking lot with a french kiss. She is always a little nervous when I do this. Even though we were away from our home town, she still gets nervous that someone we know might spot us. I helped carry her bag and hanging clothes into the hotel. We were on the third floor and once we were in the elevator, I kissed her more passionately and cupped her breast in my hand after setting her bag down. We were still embracing as the elevator doors opened onto our floor.
Kay
As we entered the elevator, Steve dropped my bag on the floor and pulled me to him. His tongue penetrated my mouth and his now free hand gently squeezed one of my breasts. It felt wonderful. We were still kissing when the elevator door opened. Fortunately, no one was there. As I commented on that fact, Steve said, "Who cares if someone was there? We don't know anyone here and for someone to see us behaving like honymooners might brighten their day." Steve was always reminding me that "no one knows us here" so we can be more open about our feelings for one another.
When we got in the room, I could see that Steve had chilled a bottle of wine. The drive on the interstate on a Friday afternoon had been a little hectic and I was ready to relax. I kicked my shoes off, sat down on the sofa and Steve handed me a glass of Chardonay. He asked me how my drive was and I filled him in on the heavy traffic and my desire to get to the hotel. He leaned over and kissed me again with a long, lingering kiss that warmed me all the way through.
"So what did you have in mind for tonight?" I asked Steve. "Oh, you'll find out soon enough," he replied with a twinkle in his eye. "That makes me nervous," I said, knowing that he likes to push the envelope at times to heighten our eroticism. A part of me was nervous, but another part of me was excited. I had learned so much about my sexuality from Steve and he has never done or asked me to do anything harmful or dangerous.
Steve
Kay sat on the sofa while I got her a glass of wine. She was wearing a denim skirt and I was curious about whether she had removed her panties like I had asked her. I decided not to ask. I would find out shortly once we began some of our intimate activity.
I asked Kay how her drive was and she filled me in. When she asked about my plans for the evening, I put off my response. It was important that she have a couple of glasses of wine and get aroused before I suggested some fun activities. Kay is a little self conscious about her body although I find her to be very sensuous and sexy. She would need encouragement and some inhibition lowering alcohol to do what I planned to ask her to do.
Kay also has a strong desire to make sure she is clean "down there," so I suggested that we quickly hop in the shower to freshen up.
Kay
Steve asked if I wanted to take a shower to clean up a bit and I said that I did. I have this thing about wanting to be super clean. We also find that our showers together can be fun. Steve turned the water on and got the shower the right temperature. We then helped each other out of our clothes. Before we even got in the shower, Steve was gently squeezing one of my breasts and flicking his tongue across my nipple. I could feel my juices begin to flow just from that little bit of intimate contact.
I stepped into the shower and Steve followed. Steve unwrapped the hotel soap and began lathering my body. He loves to use the "washing" as an excuse for the most intimate contact. After concentraing on my breasts for several seconds, he placed the little bar of soap at my pussy and began to rub. I instantly felt the rush of warmth spread through my body as he caressed my pussy lips and clit.
Steve
As I caressed Kay's wet body, I began to get very excited and my cock stiffened. Kay took a hold of it while I washed her pubic hair, pussy lips and her clit. She flinched when the little bar of soap slid across her clit.
I then turned her around and began to wash her back and ass. As I massaged her butt cheeks, I began running my soapy hand up and down her butt crack. Making sure that her anal opening was well lubricated with soap, I gently inserted a finger in Kay's back side. As long as I take my time and am sure to be gentle, Kay quite likes it when I probe her asshole.
I very carefully replaced my finger with my thumb and reaching my fingers underneath her, was able to finger her clit while burying my thumb in her asshole. I continued to rub her clit until her body shook violently while an orgasm overtook her.
Kay
When Steve is gentle, I really do like the feeling of having his finger or thumb in my back side. Because of our desire for cleanliness, the shower is a perfect place for this kind of play because we can clean up immediately.
When Steve put his thumb in my asshole and his finger on my clit, I had to really concentrate so that I wouldn't come too quickly. The warm feeling leading up to an orgasm consumed me. The more intense sensation on my clit was almost more than I could bear. With just a few short strokes of Steve's finger across my clit, a powerful orgasm cascaded through my body and I shook all over. My hips moved back and forth as wave after wave of pleasure overtook me. My natural moisture added significantly to the water cascading over my pussy.
I turned and faced Steve and started playing with his very stiff cock, but he said, "It's not my turn yet. Let's get dressed and go on an adventure." I somewhat nervously said, "Okay. I'll be interested to see what you have in mind." I wanted to have another glass of wine before we left.
Steve
As we got out of the shower, I handed Kay a towel and we took our time drying off, interrupting ourselves with intimate kisses. As we moved out of the bathroom into the hotel room, Kay said she wanted another glass of wine. I poured the wine into her glass and we just sat for a few moments in all our naked glory.