Even though Julie and I had only had two cocktails and a half bottle of wine between us all evening we were intoxicated. We were not intoxicated by alcohol, but rather by our feelings for one another, and our lovemaking. For the first time we had the luxury of plenty of time without a deadline to keep us apart.
We drove back to the hotel and walked hand in hand to the elevator. To anyone observing us crossing the lobby on the way to the elevator we were obviously in love. Further they could easily deduce that we were on our way to lovemaking. In the Elevator we stood hand in hand, and Julie rested her head on my shoulder. We noted some amused and envious glances on the way up by the other occupants, but didnβt care.We entered our suite where awaiting us as I had ordered was a chilled bottle of Champagne. The bed was turned down, and the windows were open to a balmy night sky.
βWait for meβ breathed Julie, and she disappeared into the bedroom. I took off my jacket and shoes, and lay down on the bed. Almost immediately she reappeared. This time wearing an almost transparent black peignoir. Underneath she still wore stockings and garters. She also refreshed her perfume. As usual my expectations stimulated my imagination, and my body responded. My Cock was as hard as a rock even after the workout it had earlier that day. Viagra of course is invaluable, but an active imagination and confrontation of the reality is a much more potent stimulus!