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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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Once home, she teased be by continuing as if nothing had happened. We poured a glass of wine and sat down. She asked about my trip, talked about what she’d been doing other than that afternoon.
Eventually I said: ‘Well…’
Kath said: ’What do you want to know?’
‘Everything’ I replied, ‘from start to finish.’
Kath gave a sort of shy, almost embarrassed smile and recounted the afternoon’s events. This is her story of that afternoon:
After I’d arranged the meeting I was anxious, but excited at the same time. I was concerned with how I’d get out without suspicion. (Our youngest was home from university. She told him she was meeting one of her girlfriends for shopping and wine).
I picked out a dress that hugs my figure nicely, I think; did my hair and make-up to look as good as I can. I picked a large handbag. I put in a new pair of hold ups, crotchless panties, and a couple of condoms. I wore an ordinary pair of pants and tights to leave the house. I took a shopping bag and put a pair of ‘fuck me shoes’ in there, with a scarf covering them.
As I drove into town I was almost trembling with excitement and very hot in my pants. After parking up, I went to John Lewis and went up to the loos to change. I took off my tights and pants and replaced them with the sexy gear and put on my heels. Then, feeling devilish, I unzipped my dress and removed my bra. I hoped nobody would notice underneath my little jacket as I walked to the hotel. I came out of the cubicle, checked my make-up in the mirror and wrapped the scarf around my neck. I must admit, I thought I looked good.
I walked out of the store a little self-consciously. It was a short walk to the hotel and I was aware of my boobs wobbling under my dress. By the time I got there I was soaking down there! I walked into the hotel bar and was pleased to spot Simon straight away - no awkward wait. I went over to him and sat down. He said; ‘Hi gorgeous, what would you like to drink?’ I asked for a large glass of Pinot. Simon went to the bar. He looked smart in a pair of tight, light coloured chinos, blue shirt and a casual jacket. As he walked back across the bar I looked at his crotch and could clearly see that he was aroused. He is well endowed and in those tight trousers there was nowhere to hide his enthusiam!
We made small talk for a while and I was aware of the tension building. We were both anxious to get to the room. He politely asked if I wanted another drink, when I declined he said: ‘Thank fuck for that - let’s go to the room’
He took my hand and led me to the lift. He pressed the button for the eighth floor. As soon as the doors closed his hand was on my arse, rubbing my buttocks through my dress. He turned and kissed me urgently, we were both breathing heavily. When we arrived at our floor, we composed ourselves and I followed him to the room, my heart almost beating out of my chest. Simon paused, took out the card and opened the door. I followed him inside….. |
