"Hey! I have arrived in Philadelphia for the conference! The shuttle just dropped me at the Marriott. I was thinking....that after I check in, um....I kind of would like to see you this afternoon. I mean, if that would work for you. I don't have anything to do until tomorrow anyway." Marissa somewhat nervously blurted into her iphone.
Luke smiled as he felt a spark shoot through his body. "That actually sounds like a fantastic idea. There's a Starbucks near the main lobby. I could meet you there in about an hour. That way, you will have time to check in and get settled in your room. Hey, we could just talk...no expectations."
Marissa breathed a slight sigh of relief. "Okay, I will see you then!" She hung up her phone and walked over to the counter. Her hands shook a little as she handed the clerk her credit card. The mixture of nerves and excitement coursed through her veins. She knew that this was probably a mistake....but at the same time, felt her arousal building in anticipation of meeting the man she had been having the most intense online affair with for the past year or so.
Once in her room, she changed into her favorite red dress and admired herself in the mirror. The front of it flattered her ample cleavage without revealing too much. Feeling a little decadent, Marissa applied a little perfume between her breasts. Luke had said "no expectations," but she figured that it never hurts to be prepared for the unplanned or unexpected. If only Marissa knew what kind of "unexpected" situation they were about to find themselves in.
Glancing around the room, Marissa smiled and fantasized for a moment as her gaze fell upon the king sized bed with the huge mirror above its headboard. Her nipples tightened as she felt her nerves being pushed aside by her feelings of desire. She wondered if real sex with him would be as passionately charged as it had been for them in cyberspace. Marissa sucked in a short breath as she felt her loins begin to burn.
"This is a mistake," she whispered, "Damn!"
She then grabbed her purse and headed out the door and toward the elevator. The Starbucks was relatively empty. After ordering a latte, sat down at a table in the corner to wait for him to arrive. It had not been quite an hour, but she knew that if she stayed in her room any longer she would have begun to concoct a plan to seduce him and get him back up there before he could even say a word.
Marissa's heart raced while she thought about what she was about to do and what it could lead to. She knew it was wrong -- She and Luke were both married to others. Yet, oddly enough it felt so right.
Marissa looked out the window, which faced up the street toward City Hall. She could just barely see the statue of William Penn standing majestically atop the domed tower. She was so distracted by the sights and watching the hustle and bustle in the street, that she did not notice someone had walked up behind her.
She nearly jumped out of her seat when she heard a soft voice whisper "BOO!" into her ear. Her knees suddenly felt weak as she struggled to stand and turn toward the voice.
"Luke!" Marissa smiled as he smiled back and then gave her a friendly hug, which she returned.
Their eyes locked as they sat down across from each other.
Luke stammered, "I can't believe you are actually here! I hope the flight was okay."
"No complaints about it. The cab ride from the airport was a little dicey, but I made it in one piece." Marissa laughed.
Their conversation continued for a while about general things, although each of them could feel an aura of electricity surrounding their small table. Neither knew just how much electricity until Luke's hand rested upon hers. Marissa gasped as Luke inhaled sharply. Her hand immediately turned over and their fingers intertwined.
"Damn!" They both blurted out in a hush. Then they quickly released their hands and silently stared into each other's eyes. It was as if no more conversation was needed and that their communication now was through the deep stares into each other's eyes.
Marissa broke the silence by whispering, "no expectations."
Luke slowly nodded his agreement, not breaking eye contact. "No Expectations."
They silently rose from the table and slowly walked as innocently as possible toward the brass elevator doors. Each of them fought the urge to hold hands while waiting for the doors to open.
Marissa felt her heart sink a little when they stepped into the car followed by a few more people. She had hoped to have the car all to themselves. She pushed number nine and soon the elevator began to ascend. Luke and Marissa tried not to look at each other, fearing that those around them would sense their lust.
Soon, the other guests had departed and they were alone with 5 floors to go. No sooner had the doors shut than Luke and Marissa hurled themselves at each other, releasing some of their pent up heat. Their lips met and tongues began to play deep within their mouths.
Marissa panted and was about press the emergency stop button when Luke grabbed her wrist and stopped her. He pointed at the writing above the button: Alarm Will Sound. Marissa kissed him again and laughed, imagining the awkwardness that would have caused.
The elevator finally stopped on Marissa's floor and she took Luke's hand to quickly lead him to her room. She fumbled with the key card as her hands shook with anticipation. "Damn...I hate these things!" she muttered as she made two attempts and could not get it the door to open.
Luke placed his hand over hers and steadied it as they slowly inserted the card in together and then quickly removed it when the light turned green. Luke pushed down on the handle and the door swung open. Marissa dropped her purse just inside the door as the strap fell into the doorway. In their haste to lock into another embrace, neither one of them noticed that the door snagged on Marissa's purse strap and had not fully closed.
Marissa moaned into Luke's mouth as they kissed so deeply that neither could tell where on person stopped and the other began. She pushed against Luke as he leaned against the wall. He could feel her nipples boring into his chest through their shirts. He could feel her heart pounding against his.
