I manage to slip away one Saturday afternoon, Mick is out of town. He is on a trip with some of his buddies riding their motorcycles to a rally. Our daughter is off for a slumber party and I have a whole night all to myself. I drive into the city. I plan to meet my favorite fellow Tad at a hotel. I am turned on by the secretive mission I am on. While the mouse is away the cat will play.
I enjoy the two hour drive through rolling green pastures. The sun is shining without a cloud in the sky. I have music blasting out of the car stereo speakers. I'm high on life and sexual anticipation. My female parts throb with the beat of the music. I can feel my clit hard between my pussy lips. There is an aching need for sexual release inside me. I have no doubts that need will be fulfilled tonight.
I want to be sure I look my best when I arrive and I have to go potty, so I pull over at little bar I've been to before. I park the car near the front door. I grab my keys from the ignition, my purse from the passenger seat, lock up the car and walk in to the bar. It takes some time for my eyes to adjust. I remove my sunglasses and scan the room. Not too many people. My eyes are seeking a bathroom sign and my brain is trying to remember where it was located. I spot it in the back corner and head that direction.
I open the door to the bathroom. The room is nicely lit and very clean which is especially surprising for a bar. I freshen up after relieving my bladder. Reapply my lip gloss, check my makeup and spray a bit more perfume on. I make sure my hair is in place and my boobs get a last minute readjustment in my bra. I'm wearing a pair of black jeans, and a sexy red knit top that plunges down in front and in back exposing my golden tanned skin. I am exposing a lot more cleavage than I am used to. I take a final inspection of my reflection in the mirror. Acceptable, I think to myself, as sexy as you get.
I reach out with my right hand and open the bathroom door. It swings open and I see denim clad legs, brown cowboy boots. My eyes dart upwards scanning a trim torso covered in plaid fabric to find a face I instantly recognize. I step back in shock. Mark steps forward forcing my further retreat back into the bathroom as he swings the bathroom door shut again.
"You look exactly like you did when I first met you." Mark says with that Maine accent of his.
I am in utter amazement. This is the guy I fell for as a 17 year old virgin and stopped being a virgin with. I haven't seen him in twenty years. "What are you doing here?" I ask him with a bewildered expression.
"I'm visiting my son at the base." He answers and steps even closer to me. "You look amazing!" He reaches out and takes my hand and brings it to his lips and kisses the back of my hand. My heart skips a beat as I recall him doing this exact same action when I was first introduced to him. "LeAnn, you were hot and sexy then but my god girl you are amazing now that you are all grown up...simply amazing!"
His bright blue eyes shoot straight into me and I can see his desire for me in them. He lowers his head and kisses me. My eyelids flutter and close as a million memories flood my mind. I remember these lips. My body remembers this body. I find this amazing after all these many years.
My mouth opens under the pressure of his lips and his tongue darts into my mouth and caresses my tongue. His tongue runs itself around mine exactly like it did the first time he kissed me. The chemistry of the past is still between us along with a newer passion from the years of life experience we've had. Heat explodes between us. Waves of intense passion sweep through my body and I lose my head as his lips devour mine and his tongue dances in my mouth. His hands slide down my back to grab my ass and pull my body hard against his. I can feel his erection through all of our clothing. My own hard clit and wetness are known to me. His hand slides around my hip and reaches between my legs and I am certain he can feel my wetness through my jeans.
His hand rubs my crotch and I can't stop myself from rocking against the pressure of his hand. Our mouths are still entangled and I feel myself succumbing to the passion of the moment. I have to decide. Do I go with this and let nature take it's course or, do I remember my husband and stop all of this right now. "Carpe diem!" I whisper and reach down to feel his hardness through his jeans.
I reach for the button of his waistband. I succeed in releasing the button and grope for the zipper. I pull his pants open and find his dick spring forward without the benefit of underwear to hold it in. My hand encircles this treasure from my past. I remember this. And feel myself begin to cum against his hand rubbing me between my legs.
He breaks away from me and reaches down with both of his hands and unbuttons my jeans, he unzips my zipper with his teeth. I feel a new flood of wetness. I am so turned on. He pushes my jeans down my hips and sees I am commando as well as him. His face moves in between my legs and I watch as he takes a deep breath of my scent.
"I remember this." He says, and I watch as his tongue darts out to lick my clit poking out from my pink pussy lips. My eyes close as a shudder runs through my body from clit to head and clit to toes. My nipples tingle and ache from their desire to have attention. I feel him place kisses on each pussy lip and the movement of my jeans further down my legs as he works to expose more of me for his pleasurable re-acquaintance. He slips one of my shoes off and gets one leg freed from its denim encasing.
He grabs my hips and lifts me onto the counter top by the sink. He pushes my knees apart and buries his face between my legs. My head goes back and hits the mirror behind me. Ouch! But my attention is quickly drawn back to the delicious sensations Mark's mouth and tongue are creating between my legs. I am swept away by the building orgasm such wonderful attention is creating. Mark stands up and places the tip of his dick against my opening. His hand touches my chin and he forces my gaze to his. As I look into his passion clouded eyes I see his question in them. I reach out and grab his head with one hand and his butt with the other. I open my legs wider as I draw his mouth to mine and his dick to my pussy. I feel his dick slide into my wetness. The fire ignites between us as our lips meet and he fills me with himself all the way. He pumps his cock in and out of me faster and faster and the heat begins to engulf me. The flames of passion rise quickly as our bodies thrust against each other and our lips and tongues do battle. I can feel my orgasm begin to crest and try as I might I can't help but yell out "Oh fuck me, fuck me, god yes fuck me!" I feel the orgasm release itself and flood through my body in wave after wave of pure mind numbing pleasure. He is cuming as well and I feel his head pulse inside me as his cum pours forth in a torrent. He shudders and shakes as I do from the rippling after effect of such passionate orgasms.