William was back in the country. It wasn't for long and it meant that he wasn't coming home. Just a short stopover for what I assumed was another business meeting and then he was off again. I missed him.
Lots.
We talked every day of course but that didn't mean that I didn't ache for his touch and his lips against mine. I knew the hotel he was staying at and decided to take matters into my own hands.
It was a long drive and some outrageous flirting with the concierge to get into his room but I was there and he was due back at any moment. I knew time was short so I flung my bag onto the bed and unzipped it. I slipped my jeans off and my knickers followed, my t-shirt and bra came off and I jumped into the shower. The warm water sent tingles down my spine as I imagined the look on his face as he opened the door. Damp and warm I rubbed the towel over my naked body; my nipples were so hard they ached and my cunt was wet with anticipation.
The stockings I knew he loved so much slipped over my legs with ease and I clipped them into the suspender belt that I knew would stay on no matter how rough he got with me. I toyed with the red bra for a while but decided upon the black to match the rest. I was ready for him.
I stood at the window and looked out across the car park; not the most romantic of settings but I'd not seen him for 2 weeks now and honestly, I didn't care. Suddenly his car came into view and my heartbeat quickened. I felt like the girl I had been that first time we met not the woman who he claimed six years ago. I lay on the bed to wait for him, then changed my mind and sat on the chair, my heels planted firmly on the carpet, knees apart. No, that wouldn't do. I stood to position myself back on the bed as the door opened.
His eyes met mine immediately; he faltered and almost shut the door before recognition hit in. Within 2 strides he was across the room. His bag dropped and I was in his arms. His eyes said it all as he swept me up and held me. His lips against mine, the stubble on his chin grazing my soft skin as his tongue found its way into my mouth and we kissed. I could feel his cock hard already against my stomach, he pushed me away from him and wordlessly held me at arm's length looking me up and down. I blushed. He always had this effect on me and I was sure no matter how long we were together we always would. "Go on, for me," he whispered as he bent to my ear.
I knew what he wanted. He sat in the chair at the end of the bed relaxed, the stresses of the day's meeting gone from his mind. "On or off?" I asked.
He thought briefly. "On."
I walked backwards from him until the back of my knees bumped against the bed. I sat down and parted my legs, wide. I snaked my hand down my body till it reached the gusset of my knickers, wet already with the excitement of him. I rubbed gently, moulding the silky material between the lips of my cunt. I had shaved this morning, a surprise for him. The material was wet now and sticky; I hooked a finger in and pulled it to one side. I heard him murmur in approval as my naked lips came into view. I lay back on the bed and raised my knees up. I could no longer see him but I knew where his gaze would be focussed. I rubbed my clit gently then slipped my fingers down to find the pool of wet that I could feel was there, bringing it back to cover my clit once more. One finger slipped inside, then another and then I was finger fucking myself for him as I had done so many times. I heard him move and the zip on my bag open. I knew instinctively what he was doing and reached out. He placed it onto my hand, big and cold and hard. Our toy. The huge glass dildo he had bought me.
My fingers came out of my cunt and I instinctively raised them to my lips as my toy went between my legs. It was big almost too big for my tight pussy but William loved watching me fuck myself with it. I rubbed its cold surface up and down my lips, coating it in my juices before nudging it up against the entrance to my cunt. Slowly, ever so slowly I pushed it inside.
It filled me. I had to pause to take a breath before I could move it again; slowly slipping it from me just to push it back inside. I was so horny. I needed fucking and I knew the quicker I gave him what he wanted the quicker he'd be inside me. I sped up my movements. Thrusting my dildo in and out of my cunt, I could hear the sticky squelchy noises I was making and I knew he loved it. My other hand went to my clit and as I fucked myself hard I rubbed it, desperate to cum, desperate for his approval and most of all his cock.
I felt the waves of orgasm rising within me and as they hit I cried out, my knees instinctively going together as I curled into a ball. His hands stopped that this time. They held my legs apart as I came over the glass toy in my cunt. As my orgasm subsided he reached down and slipped it from me. It was smeared with my cum, almost frosted in appearance. He licked its length and then held it for me to suck. I ran my lips over it and tasted myself before pulling him down onto me to kiss.
