I had just gotten to my hotel room. Of course the first thing I did when I got settled in to the hotel was to call you and tell you where I was staying and in what room. You tell me you'll be there in about half an hour. Just enough time for me to take a shower since the flight was like 15 hours and I needed one.
I take a quick hot shower, washing the grime and travel from my skin. The soap covers my naked form as I wash. As I lather up, I begin to think about you and how much I can't wait for you to get here. Just thinking about you being with me makes me hard. I reach down and start to stroke my hardening cock. The soap lathering profusely around my long shaft as my hand moved from the base to the head. I moan thinking about what you and I will do all the night when you finally get here. I let the hot water rinse the soap from my body, not wanting to waste any of my energy my masturbating before you get here. So I let the soap wash off my hard cock and hope that is goes down just a little before you get here. I step out of the shower. Towel myself off and stand there and think about what I should wear for you.
I step naked out into the room and open my suitcase finding my black silk shirt and a pair of tight blue jeans. I slip into the jeans and slide my warm body into the silk. I tuck my shirt in and button my jeans. I have to concentrate to get my erection down a little to fit my cock into my jeans just so I can zip them. Sighing I zip up my jeans and proceed to brush my long curly blonde hair. As soon as I'm done getting ready I start to pace the room. A little bit nervous as I wait for you, wondering if you decided not to come as the time get closer to the end of the half hour. Wondering what I'm going to say to you. What you might say to me. Wondering if you might just decide if you don't want to stay once you actually meet me. I sit upon the bed and breathe several deep breaths, hoping that I live up to your standards.
As I sit there I hear three soft taps on the door. They're so soft that I can barely hear them. I sit for just a moment wondering if I really did hear a knock on the door. I stand and walk to the door. I open it but there is no one there. Shocked, I lean out the door looking one way then another. I see a wisp of black skirt disappear around a corner. I jump out of my room and hurry down the hall after what I think was you. As I turn the corner I see your gorgeous form disappear into the elevator. I reach the elevator just in time to stop the doors, I actually get my fingers pinched stopping them. You just stand there staring at me as I hold the doors open. My eyes connect with yours and you blush.
I stare at you for a few moments then I step into the elevator. I let the doors close behind me and lean against them. As it starts to move I reach over and press the stop button so that the elevator stops between floors. I can see you blush even more as I step closer to you. My hand reaches up and cups your chin, raising your face to mine so I look into your dark eyes. I smile at you as our eyes meet, my fingers softly caressing your cheek. My lips part and words float from my throat, "My dear what was that all about?"
Your pale skin deepens to a bright pink as you answer, "I'm sorry... I. I. I was just a little afraid."
I grin and lean forward my eyes locked with yours. You can see the sparkle in my eyes as my other hand reaches slides around your side and presses against the small of your back. My voice sends chills down your back as I whisper to you, "To tell you the truth my sweet, I was a little bit anxious about our meeting. But I didn't expect you to up and run away after you got here. Are you going to come back to my room or should I just let you go home now?"
My eyes reflect my amusement as I gently pull you to me. Your neck tingles as my hand slips around to the back. Your lips part as I get closer, you can feel my warm breath washing over your face as you look into my eyes. You wet your lips by flicking your tongue out. Your soft voice brushes against my ear, "MMmm. I'm sorry my sweet I just got a little afraid. I'm fine now. I'm ready to go back up. I just got really nervous."
You reach out with a hand and run one of your nails down my cheek and then over my neck. I cannot stand our closeness anymore and lean forward and kiss you. My lips press against yours. I breathe in your scent as our lips devour each other, our hands dancing over each others backs and bums. My tongue snakes into your mouth as yours massages it. A low growl grumbles up from my lower being as I start to kiss you more roughly.
Your nails drag down my silk shirt as you yearn for more of my kiss. I grab your ass and pull you tighter to me our bodies pressing tight to each other. Moans issue from both our throats as our bodies move against each other. My leg presses between your thighs as one of your hands slithers down and starts to rub my chest and make its way down towards my crotch. My mouth breaks with yours and makes its way down to your neck, my lips nibbling as your soft flesh.
You breathe hot into my ear, little whimpers escaping your mouth as I suck on your pulse. My teeth scrape across your neck, your nails digging into my back as I bite. One of my hands glides to the front of your black dress and seizes your right breast. Abruptly, we hear the phone of the elevator buzz, breaking us out of our lustful kiss. I separate from you, my hands reaching up and cupping your face as I kiss you one last deep kiss before reaching over and pressing the floor below and pulling the stop button. The elevator jerks to movement and then stops as the doors open. I laugh as I grab your hand and run to the stairwell. We run up the stairs and down the hall to my room. I open the door and shut it behind us.