The following evening Steve texted me stating he wanted to see me again. He wanted to meet at a local hotel, and I was to wear a black negligee, no panties.
I arrived dressed as ordered, only covered with a light jacket. I got some stares in the lobby, mostly from women, but a few men looking as well.
I was given directions to ask for the key to room 315. I was nervous and excited to meet Steve again. Our last encounter was erotic and satisfying to me, but I felt like I only reached the tip of the iceberg that night with my submissiveness.
I lightly knocked on the door, and he answered after a few taps. He was in a black silk robe, and I could easily catch his amazing scent of cologne as he took me by the waist and kissed my forehead. Soon after he removed my jacket, and tossed it on a chair.
His hands returned on my waist while he pushed his pelvis against my belly that hung down low.
He was semi hard, which for him was still large and thick. He held my arms to my side then opened the front of his robe to expose his greatness fully for me. He got behind me, and rubbed his now totally hardened cock against my cheeks.. moaning as the head was in contact with my bare skin.
Steve pulled a blindfold from his robe pocket and put it on my face to cover my eyes. I was nervous.. But I was eager though, too.
He took my hand and escorted me to the king size bed. I felt my feet getting handled and soon my legs were pulled apart by a spreader bar. Steve had a long feather he began using on my nipples, which tickled but not as much as the feeling of torture when the feather went up and down on the bottom of my bare feet!
