We chatted twice through e-mail and then I called her cell. She confirmed my intentions and got to hear my voice. We agreed to meet for a drink at a midway point and if all checked out, we'd go to a nearby hotel. She arrived at the bar wearing a low scooped top advertising her ample breasts and a form fitting skirt, showing off a delicious full ass. I was very interested and our small talk was punctuated with soft touches and progressively hungry glances.
We left and drove the quarter mile down to the Executive Microsuites, bordering the busy 101. By luck of the draw we had a room all the way at the end, facing the freeway, on the third floor. On entering the room, the first thing I noticed was the settee under the picture window. I wandered over and pressed down on the cushion, glancing back with a wicked smile and a laugh. We proceeded to kiss, standing beside the bed, first tentatively then with more ardor. I pulled away to take a quick shower to get all clean and fresh. She broke down the bed and waited for me.
Slipping up next to her as she lay on her tummy, I caressed, kissed and massaged her. I poured a little oil on my hands and kneaded her muscles to the sound of her submissive sighs. Her legs parted to my gentle urging and my pinkie glanced up and around her lips. she shifted back, exposing more of her to my ministrations. My fingers circled and rolled her puffy engorged outer lips as her hips shifted back more. I positioned myself behind and penetrated her now wet hole, while kissing her soft thighs and full tush. I began a slow steady rhythm, twisting my fingers, my thumb grazing her hardening clitty. She moaned loudly, nearly startling me, as my tongue slipped down her ass crack to tease and swirl around her puckered rosebud. My fingers went faster and faster, until I felt her pussy gush and spasm. Her aching shuddering O was a wonderful reward and a presage of things to come.
