Hearing her name being called, Lorna stood up and turned round. "Sorry I'm a bit late," Martin said as he closed the distance between them, "the traffic was absolutely horrendous!" They hugged and exchanged a brief kiss, then stood back, each looking at the other.
"Oh, you're forgiven, I guess," she replied with a smile, "But I was beginning to feel stood up."
"Like I'd ever do that to you," Martin said. "You haven't changed a bit," he added as he cast an appraising eye over Lorna, smiling the same slightly lopsided smile that she had always found so endearing. "And don't bother lying to me by saying I haven't either."
"Don't worry," Lorna replied with a wicked grin, "I wasn't going to." She stuck her tongue out then added, "You are looking well though," as she stepped forward to hug him again.
They ordered their drinks and found a quiet table. As they drank, they reminisced about the times they had had together when they were students, about what mutual friends had done, and how their lives had changed in the years since the had last seen each other. As they talked they moved, imperceptibly closer to each other. Occasionally, Lorna would rest her hand on Martin's thigh, or lift it to brush a stray hair from his face. Every now and then, Martin would brush his foot against hers and lean into her as she talked. Neither of them seemed to notice these little intimacies.
"You know," Lorna said absently, "you still have really lovely eyes. I've always loved those deep brown eyes of yours."
Martin laughed. "I do remember you mentioning that on occasion," he replied. "Any other bits of me you had any particular fondness for?" he added with a mischievous grin.
Lorna actually blushed. "Oh hell yeah," she replied, "there were definitely other bits of you I really liked. Bits that turned me on and made me feel really good."
"Care to elaborate?"
"Oh, I think you know exactly what I'm talking about," she said coyly. "In fact," she continued with a very pointed glance in the direction of his groin, "it would appear that that bit of you seems to remember too."
It was Martin's turn to blush. "Don't worry," Lorna said soothingly, "I'll take it as a compliment, for now..." Without warning, she leant forward and kissed him.
The kiss became passionate. Martin responded to Lorna's touch, pressing his lips firmly against hers. Suddenly he broke away. "Lorna... I can't... I mean I shouldn't... I'm sorry, I..."
"Ssh!" Lorna said soothingly, putting a finger to his lips. "It's all right. I want this," she purred softly, "don't you?"
"Well yes, I mean no, I mean... Oh damn Lorna, yes I want it but...I mean... Well, you're married."
"So? He's not here and you are. I'm not going to tell him," she replied, "and, besides, it won't be the first time you've had me when I've been with someone else, will it?"
"No, true," Martin admitted, "But this is different. We were younger then and you're married now."
"Married, seeing someone, what's the difference? You know me, I've never been very good at monogamy and you've always had an effect on me and you still do. From the moment I first saw you again this evening, I knew where it would end up."
"I... I don't know, Lorna. Somehow it feels different, to me anyway."
"Look," she said soothingly, "Brian's a good man and he knows about my weaknesses and indulges me. Actually, it's a two way thing; we indulge each other. The success of our relationship is that we both know what to turn a blind eye to."
"Well, um..."
Lorna cut off any further protests with another kiss. There was an almost audible snap as the last barriers of his resistance crumbled and he began to respond with increasing passion. Feeling her passion flare, she pushed him away. "Let's get out of here so we can get properly reacquainted," she whispered huskily, her cheeks flushed with arousal.
Rising to her feet, Lorna took Martin's hand and quickly led him out of the bar and through the corridor to her room. Once inside, they tumbled on to the bed, their lips pressed firmly together.
As they kissed Lorna's fingers deftly unbuttoned his shirt, revealing his firmly muscled chest. She let her fingers explore and gently caress his skin as their lips pressed ever more firmly together.
"Oh Lorna," Martin moaned softly then began to nuzzle her neck. Lorna felt him begin to undo her blouse. His hands slipped inside to gently, lovingly cup her breasts, still contained inside the soft, silky material of her bra. Tilting his head forward, Martin began to kiss the swell of her breasts. As he did, Lorna reached behind her back to release the bra clasp. She struggled out of her blouse, still kissing and nibbling his neck as his tongue licked over the exposed area of her breasts, moaning softly as she felt his lips warm against her soft skin.
With her blouse lying crumpled on the bed, Martin pushed the straps of Lorna's bra down over her shoulders. It fell away. "Ooooh," she gasped as he ran the flats of his hands over her nipples, teasing them gently as they stiffened between his fingers.
Martin dipped his head lower and began to lick and suck on Lorna's breasts. A warm feeling began to spread over and through her as she let her hands fall to his lap and began to undo his trousers. "Ohhhh, Martin!!!" she gasped as he cupped her breasts in his hands and began to nibble gently on her nipples.
Lost in a haze of aroused anticipation, Lorna's fingers sought out Martin's cock and released it from its confinement. She stroked it lightly, feeling it stiffen in her hand as Martin's tongue traced a path back and forth across her breasts, making its way from one nipple to the other; her excitement mounting with each timeless second that passed.
