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.