They had known each other for a while but this was to be a special night together. He was due to be away all week and had booked the hotel as a treat for them both. She was looking forward to it but a stressful week at work had to be endured first. They agreed to meet at the hotel for practical reasons but it felt romantic too. They had joked about pretending to be people they weren't to keep other guests and the staff guessing.
He arrived first and was waiting in the lobby/bar, looking his best. He had made the room special and had a bottle of wine ready. He suspected she would arrive tense from the journey and a busy week and would need the wine as well as want it. For her part she had made an effort, leaving work early, skin smooth, hair the way he liked it, dressing in a new hot top and skirt with her favourite jewellery and lingerie that he had bought her. She had never felt sexier. But was surprised to also feel slightly nervous, as if it was a first date but excited too. She breezed into reception, not expecting him to jump up at her arrival, obviously pleased to see her. Their eyes locked. She didn't look away, shy, but had a flirty twinkle in her eye, he rewarded her with a spontaneous 'I've missed you' glance. After all this time, they couldn't resist each other. They enjoyed a kiss, passionate, he could still take her breath away. Plus he was wearing the aftershave that had the effect of turning her on so much her scruples in public started to evaporate. She stroked his cock as their lips separated from the kiss. The impact was immediate, he felt sex ready! He knew they needed to go somewhere private quickly so took the stroking hand in his and headed for the lift. Once inside and on their own, she adeptly unzipped his fly, hooked his cock out and before he could stop her, the lift pinged. Against his sexual urges, he pulled her to her feet as another couple joined them. He flushed as he had to hug her close to cover his modesty. The couple weren't fooled, smiling knowingly but warmly. The lift stopped again, the second couple left. Our couple made to leave also, he tucked himself in, knowing it was barely worthwhile. As she left before him, she playfully bent over adjusting a non existent problem with her shoe so he could see her stocking tops and beyond. She knew he would find it harder to put his cock away now. He continued to handle his trousers while leading the way to the room. Once inside he instructed her to lie on the bed exactly as she was. He wanted the pleasure of undressing her. However, he knew delaying would be excruciating. She was in no mood for obedience, however and tugged at his clothes. Not even the proffered wine made a difference, it was ignored as an overwhelming wave of desire crashed. He knew it was pointless, he felt as desperate as she did. Ok, let's do it, he said and they raced to nakedness, laughing. The normally treasured foreplay could wait til afterwards.
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Mr ddc
this is going to get confusing...