My friend Denise picked me up at the airport . It had been a late flight, something like 11pm local time and I had already been up since 4am Chicago time, been to class, checked out of the hotel, sat in O'Hare for 3 hours and spent another 4 hours on the plane. She had worked that day and was tired too, not to mention she had just got over a cold. Plus her husband, who had been out of town for two months on a job, had just got back a few days before and they had spent a lot of time....um....reuniting.
We hadn't seen each other in about 8 months. As much as we really wanted to do other things, we were both pretty beat. So the plan was that she would take me to the hotel, get me settled in, talk for a little bit and then she would go home and rest. We would have the whole weekend to talk, visit family, shop and anything else.
When we got to the hotel she sat on the bed and turned on the TV while I stashed the luggage and made a quick check of voice mail. I felt filthy and needed a shower, kind of hoped that would wake me up a bit for even a short visit. She was happy watching some reality TV that she never gets to watch at home so I stripped down and took a quick shower.
When I got out there really wasn't any point in getting dressed as I was going right to bed. So I climbed up on the bed behind her, wrapped my arms around her and rested my head on her shoulder to watch TV with her. Talk about a nice way to end the day. And it would have been.
The problem was that I hadn't had sex in over a week. And sitting there behind her, naked, with my cock rubbing up against her butt.....well, suddenly I was getting a second wind. My hands started to wander and I played with her breasts while we watched TV. She has such nice breasts, about a 40D and yet fairly firm. It just felt so good to have her in my arms, and it felt so right to trace her nipples, to tug at them. Her breathing changed, her body totally relaxed, she began to melt into me.
But then she stood up and announced that we would have to wait. She should be getting home, Rick would feel bad if she spent the night since he just got back home and she was pretty tired. I told her that I understood and stood up to give her a hug and kiss goodbye.
Funny thing a kiss like that. I hadn't intended it to be more than a quick kiss. But I love kissing, and so does Denise. So after about 2 minutes of kissing and neither one of us had made a move to pull apart, my hands began to wander. So did hers. Soon my hands were on her ass pulling her tight against my body. After another couple of minutes of that I had to take things elsewhere. She was tired, I was horny, we had to either end this now or get on with it. I took a step back, releasing from the kiss and sliding my hands to her hips.
"I wish I could stay, but I've got to get home"
"I know, it's ok. I'll see you in the morning."
I took another step back and sat on the bed. She started to fix up her hair a bit. I laid back on the bed and began to stroke my cock. She just stood there and stared...like a deer caught in the headlights.
"Denise, it's ok, I just need to cum. You need to get home."
"I know, I need to go home. I can't sleep here tonight, maybe tomorrow."
Next thing I know she's taking off her shirt. I sit up to help take off her pants. Denise never wears panties so I was quickly greeted with a view of what I am convinced is the most beautiful pussy in the world. I know what I want, and now there's no talking me out of it.
I lay back on the bed again, my cock pointing straight up. Her hands are in mine and I gently tug her my way. She slowly climbs/falls on top of me, our lips meet and we're once again kissing but this time there is no clothing between us, just flesh against flesh and she feels so good against me. As we kiss she is slowly grinding her pussy against my cock and I can feel her warm moisture, it feels so good. She starts to arch her back up a bit bringing the head of my cock closer to.....to where I know I want to be....but not yet.
In a quick move I roll us both over so that I am now on top. The sudden change seems to bring her out of the sexual trance she had been in.
"We can't. I've got to get home."
But now I've recognized a scent. Her scent. And it's got me HOT. But there's something else.
"Did you and Rick fuck today?"
She's quite, but the look in her eyes says it all. This has been a fantasy of hers for a long time. She's had sex with three guys in one day, but always cleaned up each time. Not tonight. I know without her saying a word that she's had sex with her husband several times today. I know without her telling me that he fucked her right before sending her to the airport to pick me up.
