He awoke a few hours later to nature's call, and when he returned, he took a moment to admire the beautiful woman stirring in the hotel bed. He could scarcely believe it: he was finally together with the woman he had fallen in love with over a decade ago. But it wasn't without its costs. Both married to other people, he didn't want this to be just a short-lived tryst but the obstacles were significant.
She opened her eyes and looked up at the man silhouetted against the light of the bathroom. She could feel his juices mingled with hers pooled in between and on the insides of her legs. While her heart was overjoyed and she was genuinely turned on by the physical reminder of what happened just a few hours ago, it was making her skin very sticky.
"How about a shower, big fella?" she suggested as she rolled off the bed. She walked over to him, raised herself on her toes and pulled him down for a kiss. As their lips met, her tongue thrust into his mouth and she put an arm around him and squeezed his buttock, finishing with a resounding slap. She smiled as she broke the kiss, walked past him and into the bathroom. "Give me five minutes, then join me in there," she told him. "Don't be late."
He stood there smiling to himself as his cock started to harden again. The memory of the previous night's adventure flashed through his mind. They met in the bar of his hotel. He sat at the far end of the bar, choosing a spot where he could keep an eye on the entry while nursing his beer, his stomach churning with anticipation. When he caught a glimpse of her opening the door and walking in, he couldn't breathe and his heart skipped a beat.
Now 39, she stood about 5-foot-4 and was still slim from her good habits that including regular five-mile runs. She was wearing a black, knee-length dress that flared out from her hips and black boots that came up to just below her knees. Her hair was shorter than it was when they met, now straight and tucked behind her ears, ending halfway down her delicate neck. Her hazel eyes flashed, lighting up as she spotted him and she smiled. That smile. His heart soared when she smiled at him. He had seen that smile on their video chats but seeing it in real life rather than on a screen, with her approaching him, left him speechless.
He stood up from his stool as she reached him and she put her arms around his neck and they kissed deeply. His hands went to her waist, stroking her sides through her thin dress. Their tongues danced and he pulled her closer to him so she could feel the effect that she was having on his rapidly swelling cock. She lingered a moment, inwardly reveling in their closeness but then pulled away, knowing that the patrons in the hotel wouldn't approve of seeing this couple dry hump each other in full view of the whole room.
She sat down on the stool next to him and he ordered her a glass of wine. He clasped her hand in his, and they leaned their shoulders and heads into each other, both relishing the joy of finally being with each other. The breathed in each others' scents. When her wine arrived, he picked up his beer as she picked up her glass. "Cheers," he said, with his eyes glued on hers.
"Cheers," she replied, looking him straight in the eye as they both took a sip of their drinks.
"I'm glad you looked me in the eye," he said. She gave him a quizzical look. "It's a German thing," he continued. "When you make a toast with someone, you always look them in the eye."
"Really? That's a thing?" she asked.
