It's been one week since Emily had met up with her mysterious, old friend for a hot night in the back of her SUV, but it felt like it happened yesterday. The memory of being used in such a vulnerable spot still gave her goosebumps.
After an unexpected promotion at work, her employer sent her five long hours away from home to Nashville, Tennessee for a business conference. However, the trip was worth it once she opened the door to her room in the Four Seasons Hotel. The bed was massive and covered in satin sheets, a massive 98" tv was showing basketball highlights and there was even vodka on ice on the island that sat in the middle of the massive kitchen. That amenities weren't the best part of the night to her, though.
Her phone buzzed in her purse.
"im here. wya?"
- Leon 20:41
"Room 429. CU soon. XXX"
- Emily 20:42
Of course, her employer had mentioned that she was more than welcome to bring her significant other with her.
Of course, her husband said he'd rather, "Go on a trip with the boys this weekend to Florida."
...Of course...Emily lied to her employer and booked a room for her and her...husband. The business conference wasn't until tomorrow evening, but she already knew of a way to pass the time.
Knock, knock, knock.
Her entertainment had arrived.
***
It was a little after midnight and Emily and her friend were having a great time. After an amazing meal and glasses of alcohol, they had made their way to the oversized satin covered bed. They both laid nude, with Leon propped up against the headrest and Emily laying on his chest. She rubbed his toned arms, feeling his muscles and admiring his texture. She loved the sight of her fair colored skin against his light brown body. Something about it just drove her wild. It always had.
"Can I ask you something?" Leon questioned.
"Go ahead, baby." Emily said. She turned to her side and face him, rubbing her hand on his chest and neck.
"Why are we doing this?"
"What? Fucking?" She felt a little nervous.
"Yeah." He replied. "I don't mind it, but I know you're still married. Are you good?"
"He doesn't have time for me anymore." She said bluntly. "The bastard never had time for me and just ignores me. He has since our honeymoon. There's only so much a woman can handle, Leon. At some point, she's gonna get what she wants."
Leon looked at her as she laid her head on his chest, drawing circles on his pecs.
"So, you want sex?" He asked. "You want to be touched? That's it?"
Emily knew from his tone and the questions that he was well aware of what was actually happening. The sex was fantastic. If they filmed it, they'd probably become pornstars. But, she wanted a lot more than just touch.
"Leon." She answered. "When I first met you in college, you were the sweetest person that I had ever met. You held me like you were trying to protect me, you kissed me with so much love and warmth. Fuck, that made me melt. And, I knew you liked my ass!"
They both laughed.
"Honey, I knew." She continued. "But, the entire month we spent together, you never even bothered to make a move or anything. Such a gentleman. So, I made the first move for you. I was a country girl from Mississippi, so I didn't know much about black guys, but I heard rumors. You taught me they were true."
She was making him laugh.
"You're fucking crazy." He said.
"When we went home for the holidays, I told my mom about you and even showed her a picture of you. She loved you and thought you were handsome. My dad was racist, though. He wanted nothing to do with me, and even said some shit about disowning me or something. I cried about it because I didn't know what to do. When classes started back, you were gone."
"Yeah, I started working more." Leon said.
"I tried to stay in touch, though." She said. "Then, I got married to that nitwit, and that was the biggest mistake I've ever made. Until...I did something I shouldn't have and texted you. I didn't think you'd message back. Now here we are."
Leon wrapped his arms tighter around Emily's waist as he pulled her up and started kissing the sides of her neck. The woman started moaning and goosebumps formed on her arms. Her legs spread wider as she started teasing his cock. It was already firm, part of the tip was stabbing out of his briefs. She stopped herself short, though.
