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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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Days became weeks, weeks turned into years, nothing more had happened and no conversations were initiated.
Then about two years later I got asked to travel to Paris for a convention with work. One whole week being wined and dined by night and by day getting the companies name out there for new customers.
I was to travel alone so I sent a short note. Living in London the flight wouldn't be too long so I said it was worth the risk.
The risk paid off as I got an email returned to me with just two words on it
"I'm in".
So with that the details of my hotel were sent, the dates of stay and packing and planning could begin.
I could not believe my eyes that day when I reached the hotel in Paris. The Four Seasons Hotel George V Paris. It was sensational. Like a palace with marble and opulent fabrics, high ceilings and welcoming staff. The bedroom had a kind size bed, a balcony overlooking the Champs-Elysées and you could see the Eiffel tower in the distance. Bathroom of marble with walk in shower and a very large bath tub. Just heavenly. This work trip would be very much a relaxing vacation from family life.
At about 7pm that evening a familiar ping came from my phone. "I'm where I always am". A flush of excitement came over me. Arrival imminent, I had already gotten ready. Black figure hugging dress, knee high boots and a delicate necklace to complete the look. I felt sick to my stomach with excitement . It had been two years since our last encounter, would it be the same, would we still care, my head spinning with all scenarios. I took a deep breath and headed downstairs.
As I walked into the bar my nerves left my body as pure passion took over. I could see her silhouette the moment I walked in. Still as beautiful as ever. A flowing skirt and a beautiful pink top to complement her beautiful figure. I placed my hand gently on her shoulder. I heard her gasp and she spun around , her face lit up with excitement. I felt at home once again. We embraced so hard and began to kiss each other right there at the bar. We didn't care who saw us. Gentle kisses, tongues grazing and hard embraces. It felt like my whole body had been awoken from a long slumber.
We chatted for a few moments and decided to hit the town. Explore what Paris had to offer , walking hand in hand and kissing up against a wall whenever the need took us.
We happened upon a club called the Crazy Horse, not that far from the hotel. A classy place with lots of semi circle red velvet booths facing a stage. We seated at the table pulled each other close and sipped on the complimentary champagne.
What followed was an absolute feast for the senses. A show like nothing I'd ever seen. Sexy, classy burlesque, where the nudity was apparent but the movement and sensuality of the women took over. There were swings and marches, singers and acrobats, beauty of all shapes and sizes, eroticism at its finest, a delicious feast for the senses and between the sexy kisses and the gentle caresses between us we were two highly charged, primal women by the time the show had ended.
The crowd spilled out onto the street after the show and we left hand in hand fixated on each other. The electricity between us as we rushed back to the hotel was intense. Up the elevator and into the room.
I peeled my dress and boots off in a moment to reveal a naked body to which she gasped having not realised I had no underwear on all evening. I helped her out of her clothes to reveal a beautiful green bra and thong that she had on. I kneeled down and kissed up her thighs and peeled off the thong. Grazing passed her pussy with the tip of my tongue, kissing her stomach and raising up to my feet to take her bra off, too reveal her round breasts and hard nipples. I stopped to massage her breasts while kissing her neck for a moment then I took her hand in mine and led her into the walk in shower.
The water came from above us from one of those fancy big showerheads, it was like being under a waterfall. Pulling her close, our bodies touching, water running over every soft curve. I reached for some shower gel and lathered my hands up. I got her to sit on the bench in the shower and started to massage her slowly from her feet. Slowly caressing her shapely calves, rubbing over her smooth thighs and pulling her closer to my face by her hips. My face was just between her legs and my tongue caressing slowly her clit. I could hear her moans growing as she pushed my head in closer guiding me to go harder on her to bring her to orgasm. I could feel her cumming as her body shook in orgasm, she looked so beautiful and vulnerable. We both stood back up and kissed passionately as the water washed away the bubbles of soap from her skin. We stepped out of the shower and wrapped ourselves in the bath robes.
Grabbing a bottle of wine from the fridge we sat on the bed all cosy. Having a drink and giggling like the old college roommates we had once been.Remembering the times we had gotten together before , comparing life stories and sexy stories.
After a few glasses of wine and some sexy stories and heavy kissing she reached over to her bag and took out a massive strap on dildo. I gasped with excitement and nerves as I’d never done this before but I felt so safe in her company I was ready. She strapped it on and she looked so so sexy. Like this beautiful goddess who was gifted something no man could ever possess. I laid on my back, she went between my legs and to this day I have never experienced missionary orgasms and intensity like it. She knew how to pleasure me with this giant organ. The ripples and moisture just kept cumming and cumming. It was animalistic in passion and tender in care. Hours passed and positions were experienced. She made love to my body like I had never experienced before.
As the sun came up we realised we were yet to sleep. We put on our gowns and got the sunrise from the balcony. I went to the convention that day fuelled with sexy secrets no one could ever know.
When I got back to the hotel she had a solemn look on her face. A call from her husband would mean she had too leave a day earlier than we had hoped. We decided to order room service too avoid losing any time together. As she packed I couldn't help but feel a lump in my throat and tears pooling in my eyes. I could see she was just as disappointed.
We ate dinner almost in silence. The impending moment getting closer and closer . A call to the room saying her taxi to the airport had arrived. She asked me not to come down with her. She would find it too hard so before she left we embraced and kissed such a tender kiss. Filled with love and lust and longing.
The door closed and I folded too the floor. Tears and longing all mixed together. The time apart was getting harder to experience as the love I felt grew stronger and stronger.
Perhaps this would be our last time together but we'd always have Paris.
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