She couldn’t believe that the weekend was finally here. It had seemed to take forever. She had been waiting for this weekend for 10 months, 10 long months. She had talked with him online on a near daily basis, being completely sexually inappropriate, drawing out his primal side. There had even been one wonderfully erotic phone call.
Now, finally, they would actually be in the same room together again. They had met online while playing a computer game and had liked each other’s personalities immediately. They had met in person for the first time at a weekend barbeque some of their gaming friends held each year. They had been instantly drawn towards each other and each would later say that there was some kind of magnetism between them; however, prior to the last barbeque, there had been no sexual talk between them.
It was after they had met in person that she had a very sexual dream about him. Being the kind of person that she was, she couldn’t help but to tell him about it. That had been the beginning. Since then, there had been countless conversations between them about the things they would like to do to each other.
And one of the best things about the whole thing was that their spouses both knew about their conversations and allowed them to continue. In fact, they encouraged them as they reaped the rewards in the form of very sexually charged spouses.
There had even been much discussion about the four of them going on vacation together. That was supposed to happen in 2 months, but for now, she was looking forward to seeing just him. Her husband had been unable to come to the gathering due to work obligations and his wife had not been feeling well. That left just the two of them, a dangerous combination. The two couples had reserved rooms at the same hotel back when all four had planned on going, so she knew she would see him before the barbeque tomorrow.
And she was right. As she was waiting in the check-in line, he came up behind her. She felt his arms come around her waist and she instinctively leaned back into him.
“Hello dear,” he said, his voice warm in her ear.
“Hi handsome,” she replied without turning around.
“Finish checking in and then meet me in the hot tub,” he whispered into her ear, causing her to shiver, and then he was gone.
She couldn’t check in fast enough. All she could think about was getting to the hot tub. Luckily her room was only a short distance from the lobby. She opened the door to her room and saw a suitcase open on the bed. She checked the room number again. It was the right room. A thought crossed her mind and she smiled as she leaned down to read the tag on the luggage. Sure enough, it belonged to him. Now she understood why she had not been asked for her credit card when she had checked in.
“This is going to be one hell of a weekend,” she thought as she changed into her swimsuit. She wrapped a towel around her waist, grabbed the room key card and headed down the elevator to the pool area.
He was waiting for her in the hot tub, just as he had said he would be. She smiled and he knew immediately what she was thinking.
“Yes, I did take some liberties with your room reservation,” he said.
“Some?!!?” she asked.
“Well, it just seemed like such a waste to have two rooms with two big beds. We can only use one of them at a time, you know.” He said.
“Who says I want you in my bed?” she asked, slowly getting into the hot tub. She sat across from him so that there were several feet between them.
“I say you want me in your bed.” He replied.
“And what proof do you have to support your statement?” she asked.
There was an amazing amount of sexual tension between the two of them. She knew that once he touched her, there would be no going back.
He quickly moved across the hot tub until he was kneeling in front of her. And then he kissed her. She didn’t even have time to think. The kiss started softly but quickly became more insistent. He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her tight against his body. She gasped out loud. He took this as a good sign and moved to kiss and nibble on her neck. She responded by wrapping her arms around his neck and tangling her fingers in his hair, urging him to continue. He moved up to nibble on her ear and whispered, “This is what tells me you want me in your bed.”
She pulled her head back so that she could look into his eyes.
“And what does this tell you?” she asked as she wrapped her legs around his waist, pressing them even closer together. Now it was his turn to moan as she rubbed against him. The fabric of their swimsuits was very thin and he could feel her heat. He could also feel every curve of her body, just as she could feel how hard he was.
For a moment, they both forgot that it was broad daylight and that they were in a public place. All they knew at that moment was that they wanted each other badly. Had a child not come running by, yelling something about the pool to his mother, they likely would have been out of their swimsuits in a minute or two.
As it was, the child provided a necessary interruption. They pulled apart, both looking dazed. She reached her hand up to touch her lips, which were still tingling.
“Wow.” She said as she stared at him, desire clouding her thoughts.
“That,” he said, “is an understatement.” He leaned against the side of the hot tub, staring back at her. “I knew this was going to be good,” he said, “but that was amazing. We need to get back to our room because if we stay here any longer, I’m gonna get us arrested for indecent exposure and lewd behavior in public. My ability to restrain myself from tearing your swimsuit off and taking you right here in this hot tub is quickly leaving me.”
For a minute she didn’t respond. She just continued to stare at him with a dazed expression. The she blinked a couple of times and shook her head. She looked at him and broke out into a wide grin.
“Why do you look like the cat who ate the canary?” he asked.
“Because,” she said as she stood up and wrapped the towel around her waist, “I just had a wonderfully vivid image of what the rest of this evening will be like.” She giggled as he got out of the hot tub. It was quite clear for anyone to see how aroused he was. She threw his towel at him and started walking towards the elevator.
They stepped into the small elevator. The walls were mirrored. They stood on opposite sides, leaning back against the walls and looking at each other. She waited for the doors to close and the elevator to start moving. She then motioned for him to come closer. Three short steps and he was standing right in front of her. She grabbed him around the waist and pulled him against her as she leaned against the wall.
“You know,” she said, “I thought this might be weird. That I would be shy and unable to follow through on all those things we’ve talked about. But I’m not.” She ran her nails lightly over his chest. “In truth, I want you more right now than I ever have.”
That was all he needed to hear. He moved in closer, pressing her against the elevator wall. She cried out in surprise and he silenced her with his lips. His tongue explored her mouth as he ground his body against hers. Despite the fact that they were in an elevator, he could not resist the urge to kiss his way slowly down her body until he reached the top of her swimsuit. He pulled the strap of the suit off of one shoulder, down her arm and past her hand, allowing that side of her suit to fall. He slowly moved his hand back up until he was cupping her breast. The nipple had already hardened and he could not fight his desire to suck on it. Knowing her as he did, he began gently biting her nipple. She started to squirm so he released her breast and pulled the strap back up. He had just gotten the strap back in place when the elevator arrived at their floor and the doors opened. He stepped out and glanced behind at her as she had yet to move. She appeared to be dazed again. He smiled.
“Hey beautiful, wake up!” he said. Again it took a moment for her head to clear.
“Good grief,” she said, slowly stepping out of the elevator. “Stop doing that to me! I can’t even think clearly.”
He inserted his key card into the door and turned to grin at her. “I’m just getting started,” he said and he walked into their room.
“Holy cow.” She said as she followed him into the room and the door shut behind them.
She felt lost and had no idea what to do next. She didn’t have to worry though, as he quickly took charge. “The first thing we have to do is get you out of that wet swimsuit and warm you up, and I am, by far, the best person to help you with that.” He said.
Her first instinct was to make a smart assed comment. The words died on her lips as she realized that all she really wanted was for him to touch her.
He came and stood in front of her. She was shivering and he noticed. “Are you cold?” he asked.
“No,” she replied.
“Then why are you shivering?” he asked.
“I have no idea,” she said, “but I know that I need you to hold me.”
“I can definitely do that,” and he pulled her into his arms. They stood like that for a while until she had stopped shivering.
“Better?” he asked.
“Definitely,” she said. “Now you were saying something about getting out of these wet suits?”
He smiled at her. “You don’t have to worry about that. I’ll take care of it for you.” He took a step back from her and began pulling the straps off of her shoulders. Before she even knew what was happening, she was nude with her swimsuit in a wet pool at her feet.
For a moment she felt embarrassed, but then she noticed the way he was looking at her. It was the look of an animal stalking its prey. She began to shiver again, but this time she realized that she was shivering with anticipation.
He took her by the hand and led her to the bed. “Lie down,” he said. She did as she was told, having learned long ago that it was pointless to argue with him about anything. She reclined onto the bed, stretching out and arching her back before she eased down onto the comforter. She caught a movement out of the corner of her eye and saw that he was removing his own swim trunks. She shivered even more as things were getting interesting.
He came to sit by her on the bed. He moved close to her and began running his fingers up and down her chest and stomach. “Can you believe we’re actually here together? After all this time? It seems surreal.” He said.
“I know,” she replied. “I’m not quite sure what to do with myself, it’s overwhelming.”
“You don’t have to do anything,” he said. “Tonight I’m taking care of you. Tomorrow night you can return the favor.” As this sounded good to her, she didn’t argue. He leaned down to kiss her and she had to resist the urge to pull him on top of her right then. She knew him and she knew he already had a plan in his head, so she let him have his way. He continued to probe her mouth with his tongue for quite some time. She had never kissed a man with a tongue ring and was finding the experience to be quite arousing. He moved down to kiss her neck, torturing her by traveling so very slowly southwards. After what seemed like an eternity, she felt his breath, hot and moist, on one of her breasts. He began exploring her breasts, leaving her little time to think and repeatedly taking her breath away by tweaking her nipples or biting her when she didn’t expect it. She was having a difficult time remaining still and ended up with her hand pressed to the back of his head, begging him not to stop.
What she hadn’t realized was that one of his hands was traveling further down her body. She gasped in surprise when she felt him start to push her legs apart. His mouth followed the same route that his hand had taken and she was driven wild with anticipation. He was definitely taking his time, learning every curve of her body. He learned that her stomach was sensitive and that she was ticklish. He learned that she enjoyed being bitten lightly, didn’t really matter where. He got to touch her tattoo for the first time. He knew that she shaved but he really enjoyed running his fingers through the small patch of hair that she had left in that area. She seemed to literally vibrate everywhere that he touched her. He found this to be incredibly arousing. He moved her legs apart and heard her sharp intake of breath when he ran his fingers across her clit. He enjoyed the sound so much that he did it again, and then again.
She was starting to moan now and he loved how responsive her body was to him. He positioned his head between her legs and placed one of her legs over his shoulder. He moved in close and could see that she was as aroused as he was. He could no longer resist the urge to taste her and began to explore the core of her body with his tongue. She felt as if she was on a roller coaster as she was hit with wave after wave of pleasure. When he shoved one of his fingers into her, she thought she might faint. When he added a second finger, she feared she might loose the ability to breathe, but when he added the third finger and began sucking on her clit, she felt as if she had no control over anything and began screaming out his name. This only caused him to increase his rhythm until she lost complete control and experienced a mind-blowing orgasm.
He moved up to hold her as she tried to reclaim control of her body. He didn’t give her much time. He wanted her to have some control back, but not all, before he started pushing her over the edge again. He moved over her and spoke her name. She smiled up at him and pulled him into a kiss. She moved her body against his and he knew that she wanted more. He used his thighs to move her legs apart and positioned himself between them. Slowly he sank down and began to enter her. She gasped again, a sound he was coming to love. Like torture, he moved slowly until he had completely penetrated her. He began to pull back out slowly, but she wrapped her legs around him and pulled him back.
“Wait” she said. “Just please, give me a minute. I’m not sure how much more of this I can take.”
He laughed and rocked back and forth, causing her to moan again. She unclenched her legs and he began to set a rhythm, slowly at first, but when she began to beg him, saying “oh god” and “please, oh please fuck me harder” he couldn’t help but increase his tempo. It took on a life of its own and he could not have slowed down even if he wanted to. Soon he was slamming in and out of her, each of them now moaning, her continuing to beg him not to stop. She clung to him and he loved every moment of it. He felt her begin to shudder again and he knew that she had reached her peak again. With one final thrust, he felt his body respond to her release with one of his own.
They were both gasping for breath and she was still clinging to him. He looked down and smiled.
“Now THAT,” he said, “was worth waiting for.”