It had been a long tiring day when I arrived back at my seafront hotel. The meeting had started at nine thirty and just kept going until six, with no break for lunch, just sandwiches at the table. This is the part of my job that I hate, but it's what they pay me very well for.
I work as a regional manager for a national chain and every three months I'm away from home for
about a week.
Normally, I would go to my room to freshen up before eating, but I was so hungry I went straight to the dining room. The food in this hotel is excellent and I enjoyed a good meal with a glass of wine.
As I went up to my room, I looked into the bar and saw it was mainly men in there. It's a hazard for a lone woman in a bar. I've lost count of the number of times I've heard corny or even creepy chat up lines. Tonight I wasn't in the mood to put up with any of it, so I headed straight to my room.
After a long shower, I put on a robe and switched on the TV. I found nothing I wanted to watch. I was still wound up and stressed about today's meeting which hadn't gone very well and with nothing I wanted to watch, I decided to take a walk on the beach.
It was a warm night, so I dropped the robe, put on a pair of panties and a knee length button front dress. I can get away without wearing a bra and only wear one when I'm at work or some other professional occasion. Most of the time I do without.
I grabbed a bath sheet from the bathroom, slipped on a pair of sandals and walked out of the hotel and across the road to the beach.
There wasn't much light. The moon was up but a thin covering of cloud softened its brightness. It was enough to see by.
The sea was some way out and took a while to get there. I slipped off my sandals and walked through the cool water. Apart from the sound of the sea, it was so quiet and I began to feel a bit more relaxed.
My feet were starting to feel cold so I came out of the sea and spread the towel on the ground. I sat down with my knees drawn up, rested my arms on my knees and rested my head on my arms. Try as I might I couldn't figure out why today's meeting had been so bad.
Still pondering, I noticed a light coming towards me. The last thing I really wanted was to be interrupted and I hoped I wouldn't be seen.
My hopes were dashed when the person arrived out of the darkness and a quiet male voice said.
"Are you OK?"
Without looking up I replied.
"I'm just chilling out after a tough day"
"Do you want to talk about your tough day? A trouble shared and all that."
"I don't think you'd be able to help."
"You won't know unless you try. May I sit down?"
I thought about that for a short while and thought what have I got to lose. He sounds like a nice guy and it could be good to talk to somebody with no axe to grind.
"OK." I said, moving over on the towel. "Sit yourself down."
As he lowered himself I got a fairly good look at him. He was young, probably only about twenty years old, quite good looking and wearing a T shirt and baggy shorts. I also noticed what the light was coming from.
"Is that a video camera?"
"Yes it is."
I didn't like the sound of that. Being on film wasn't on my wish list.
"I don't really want to be on film."
"I'd like to keep it running to record our conversation. It helps me with my studies. I'll make sure I don't get your face in any shot."
"What are you studying?"
"I'm training to be a therapist."
Reluctantly, I agreed.
Once settled, he said.
"So, you've had a rough day and it's playing on your mind. You are right that I probably can't help with that, but I have a technique that will help you forget about it and relieve your tension."
His voice was so soft and calm that I was slightly worried.
"I'm not going to be hypnotised." I said.
"It's nothing like that. Will you give me your hand?"
I offered my hand and he turned it palm up. He took it in his and just held it for a while. Then he began gently rubbing his thumb around my palm and paying particular attention to the mound at the base of my thumb.
"I don't want you to tell me about your day." He said. "I want you to think of something else, somewhere special to you. Somewhere that you love. I want you to describe it to me in the greatest detail you can remember."
His voice was so calming I began to relax a bit. I closed my eyes and thought hard about the place I was going to describe.
"OK." I said. "This place is very special to me. It's close to my home town and my husband and I discovered it while we were courting. We enjoyed walking in the country and had parked the car and walked up this lane. It was probably about half a mile into our walk that we spotted a track. Well it wasn't really a track, just a grassy path winding between the bushes. It didn't look as though it was used much and there was little sign of any foot traffic on it."
"We decided to explore and followed the way as best we could. Some parts of it were difficult to follow. After a short while it went downhill quite steeply and as we got further down we could hear water, quite loud water. Through the trees we could see a waterfall. When we got to the bottom we found a grassy area and the waterfall which fell into a large pool, probably about twenty feet wide."
"The waterfall wasn't the greatest in the world, maybe only ten feet high but it had a wide spread over flat rocks. The grass gave way to gravel near the water's edge. It was real sun trap but there was shade under the trees."
"It was totally enchanting, a whole different world. We saw dragon flies over the water and fish making rings as they came up for flies. I'm pretty sure we saw a kingfisher too but I didn't know much about birds, so I could be wrong."
While I was saying this I was also thinking about what we did when we were there, but I wasn't going to talk about that. The memories got me damp.
I changed position while I thought about what I was going to say next. I was now laid on my back but my knees were still raised.
"We went there quite a lot before we moved away. We've been back a couple of times since and it's still magical. In the springtime there were swathes of snowdrops and crocuses, and the air was dense with the smell of wild garlic. In the summer the trees were in full leaf and the different shades of green were amazing. The autumn had all the glory of the changing of the colours in the leaves and the winter was totally different. We only went a couple of times as it was difficult to get down if there was snow or frost. By the waterfall most of the trees were bare and there was the musky smell of leaves on the ground. Sometimes the water was frozen around the edges. I loved that place."
I'd been so engrossed in this memory and trying to remember all the details that I hadn't noticed that my hand was by my side and he wasn't rubbing it any longer. With my knees bent the hem of my dress was up at the top of my thighs and I realised that a total stranger could see my panties which disturbed me.
I was so relaxed that I didn't bother about it. It was only my panties he could see. I lifted my head to look at him and I noticed that the light from the camera was lighting up my thighs and panties.
His hand was on my inner thigh rubbing gently towards my panties.
I thought that this was going a bit too far so I moved to stop him but I was too late. His fingers brushed across my panty clad pussy.
"Oh." I gasped.
"Damn girl, You're so wet." he said. As he confidently rubbed me.
Girl? I haven't been called girl for over twenty years. As for wet, if he thought I was wet, he'd find out what wet was if he kept on going.
His fingers were magic and I was really getting on the boil. The fact that I was in public with a guy I'd only just met was so wrong but it heightened my sensations. He was only fingering me. I wasn't going to let it get any further. I knew I was in control.
He stopped rubbing and the camera moved to himself. One leg of his shorts was lit up. He pulled the leg up his thigh and the head of his meaty cock appeared. He kept raising the leg until more was revealed.
"Oh! My." I sighed, just before he covered it again.
His fingers returned to my panties, and he pulled them to one side and slid his fingers into me. I'm still I control. It's only foreplay. It felt so good. He was finger fucking me hard and fast and I was coming hard. My hips were thrusting against his hand. The spring inside me was tightening and my pussy was gripping his fingers. Him rubbing my G spot was really doing the job. With a scream, I squirted, soaking his hand and arm along with my legs. That's shown him what wet is I thought.
He stopped with his fingers buried deep inside me and I started to come down from one of the best orgasms I can remember.
"Undo your dress." was the command.
Hmm. Was this too much? I suppose not. He's had his fingers in me and I've seen his cock. What harm can it do to show him my tits?
With trembling fingers I undid all all the buttons and let the dress fall to the side.
"My God!. Your tits are beautiful, girl." He said as the camera light moved up my body.
I put my arm across my face so it wouldn't appear in the video.
His warm breath told me what was coming. A warm wet mouth enveloped a nipple, his tongue swirling round the hardening nub. I arched my back to push up against him and wrapped one arm round his head to hold him there as an orgasm shot through my body. I love having my tits sucked.
He withdrew his fingers from my pussy and I felt empty. His hands were at the waist of my panties and he started to pull them down my body.
I lifted my bottom to help him slide them off. Well, I'd seen his cock. It was only fair he should see my pussy. I was still in control. I knew I could stop at any time, but it was soooooo good.
