Have you ever been nervous? I have...
My husband had finally given me a weekend where I could do whatever I wanted and he would not ask any questions. The only rule was no men! I knew right away what I wanted to do. I waited anxiously for her handle to show up on my yahoo messenger and nearly jumped out of my seat when it did. As fast as I could type I told of the rule and the plan. We set it up for us to meet in Vegas liked we had talked about before. I knew at the time that the next two weeks would be hell. Already I yearned to touch her. I spent those two weeks day-dreaming, my hands often caressing my body seemingly of their own will. My husband caught me many times staring off into nowhere, biting my lip.
He would then touch me softly and tell me, "You'll have her in your arms soon. Until then let's see what we can do to distract you."
I'd smile and switch my attention to focus fully on him. He did well at keeping my attention, trying new things I had always dreamed of but that's another story.
Finally the time was up and he was dropping me off at the airport. I was jittery with nerves and excitement. I couldn't sit still as I chattered on endlessly with him. Placing his hands on each side of my face he forced my attention on him, "You better come home to me. I don't want to chase you all over the place." He said it with a smile but I saw the worry in his eyes. I gave him a knee-weakening kiss then smiled brightly.
"I love you, and you know it. I'll be home in two days and I'm thinking you will be getting mind shattering sex at that point." Finishing our good-byes I turned and walked away. Already my mind was in another world, focused fully on her....
I got to the hotel early still in a daze and kept thinking "this can't be real." Smiling at the clerk I knew she could see the excitement on my face. My hands shook as I handed her my credit card and wondered if she could even image that I was thinking about another woman's glistening pussy so close to my lips. As I walked away my blush spread over my face.
After getting settled in I took a long hot shower trying to ease some tension, it didn't help. Dressing slowly I took care as I put on the baby blue dress I'd been instructed to wear for our first meeting. I looked at the clock so many times that I had the small crack in the face memorized. As I got ready to step out the door I stopped to look in the mirror, gazing intently at myself making sure she wouldn't be disappointed. The dress stopped just above my knees, was low cut, clingy material, and had thin straps. Underneath I had on a white bra and matching thong, and the strappy "come fuck me" heels. My make-up was light, and hair down curling softly around my face. I stepped out the door knowing I was ready to do this and that there was no turning back.
We'd agreed to meet at the bar. It was a relatively quite place with low lighting and soft music. I looked around, my heart in my throat. At the end of the long counter I spotted her. In that second, my mouth went dry, my breathing shallow and I began to shake. I took a step and it calmed my nerves a little so I took another and another. Each step made it easier to breath and bringing me closer to the object of my obsession for the last two weeks. As if sensing me she turned. I stopped dead in my tracks. Her beauty made it hard to breath let alone move. She'd done everything as I had instructed, the black dress was ankle length, slit on the sides nearly to the top of her thigh with no back. The front was lower cut with thin straps, and underneath she wore no bra or panties. Her outfit was topped off with black 4 inch strappy heels, dark make-up and her long blonde hair was down. I was instantly wet as I drank her in. I knew then that I would want this weekend to last. I took a deep breath and slowly moved towards her, towards mind-altering pleasure.
Her smile nearly made my knees give out. Searching her face as I came with in touching distance I took in the sensual look she was giving me. Her lips were moist, inviting and I resisted kissing her for a moment. With a predatory smile on my face, I caressed her cheek. Heat built in my lower abdomen at the feel of that soft flesh.
Sliding my hand through her silky smooth hair to the back of her head I took that final step. Our bodies nearly touched and the rest of the world vanished. My heart beat went crazy and I had to focus to keep my breathing even. I watched her eyelids droop even as I closed my eyes. Her hand touched my waist softly and a low moan escaped me as our lips finally touched, so soft, so inviting. She leaned into me, pressing her body tight against mine. With her soft moan I pressed my lips harder to hers. My tongue slipped out to taste her strawberry lip gloss and beg entrance to her mouth. My arm wrapping around her waist as hers snaked around my shoulders. I thought I was going to die in those seconds that it took her to open her mouth. Finally her tongue brushed against mine and for the second time in as many minutes I stopped breathing. The "ehem" of the bartender snapped us out of our world. We both looked at him a little shyly but more with irritation.
"As much as I'm enjoying this, I'm going to have to ask you to refrain from continuing." Glancing down we both noticed the bulge in his pants.
Deciding that we both needed to eat a little something we moved into the dinning area and had the bell man take her bag up-stairs (I later learned that she had gotten ready in the bathroom, which I wasn't happy about). We were seated in a half circle booth in a dimmer part of the restaurant. Already wet I tried to keep my mind from straying to the possibilities of the location. I don't remember what either of us had for dinner, nor what we drank. I remember her soft laugher as we talked and the touches we couldn't resist. I remember our waiter stuttering as he walked in on our second soft and sensual kiss, again stopping us before we could go farther. I remember the feel of her leg, hip and shoulder pressed to mine. The feeling of her hand sliding quickly up my thigh only to stop at my dress line had me whimpering. I teased her leg where the dress split, longing to caress more of her soft flesh but not daring yet. Through dinner we chatted about things that were not really of any meaning. Before we stood to leave I leaned in and with a smirk on my face whispered, "I'm very pleased with you my pet. It will be a good night."
With a fire in her eyes and a smirk on her face she touched the tip of her tongue to my ear and whispered in turn, "And I am pleased with you my pet. It will be a very good weekend."
As we walked out of the dinning area hand in hand I noticed more than one person staring at us, many of them in jealousy.
I felt like we would never get to the room! All I could focus on was how badly I wanted taste all of her, to lick her from head to toe. As we walked to the elevator lightly caressing every few seconds I heard one woman start yelling at her husband about staring and saw another man walk into a wall. As we stepped into the elevator both giggling we waved to the poor man. The second the doors were closed I pressed her up against the wall and breathed in her smell. It was intoxicating and I barely registered that she was doing the same to me.
I slid my hands around her waist to pull her close to me as she wrapped her arms around my neck. "I want to devour you," it came out nearly as a growl as I pressed my lips to hers.
She parted her lips instantly and drew me into the delicacy that is her mouth. The elevator stopped and another couple entered as I pulled back slightly. Seeing the outraged look on the woman's face I pressed into her again and turned so that her back faced them. Tilting my head I began licking and nibbling along her neck. Slowly I traced my hands up her outer thigh causing the slits there to widen. Knowing what I was doing she moaned and squirmed under my hands making her dress slide up a little. Shamelessly I moved my hands over her ass, exposing a good portion of it in the process. I groaned as she pressed even closer to me.
Looking back over her shoulder she smiled at that woman and in a sultry voice I have come to crave stated, "She's going to take good care of me. You should try it sometime." As the lady's face turned red I giggled, "You are bad I may have to punish you for that."
The elevator doors opened and the woman had to drag her husband out while muttering something about calling the front desk.
Laughing I let her dress fall but keep her close. "You really are bad and I may have to really punish you."
