I waited in the hotel room for you to come up in the elevator and when you knocked on the door I stood behind the door and opened it. The lights were out and the room was only lit by one candle. I locked the door and without saying a word pushed you up against the wall and started to kiss you. The feel of your lips on mine finally was indescribable. It was as if I had kissed for the first time.
All that I was wearing was a pink negligee, with a matching sheer ribbon in my hair, a one piece that was lace and sheer and snapped at the crotch. As we kissed I did everything but rip your clothes off of you, my hands exploring your body as your hands caressed and roamed over mine. Your skin was so soft, your muscles firm and your body warm.
If we had stethoscopes on our hearts with amplifiers, the beating and pounding of both our hearts would have woken all the guests in the hotel. I turned on some romantic music and we began to slow dance, your eyes sparkled and glistened in the candlelight. We held each other close and swayed with the sound of the music so slow we were almost standing still. The kissing and exploring continued, your hands combing through my hair, your lips leaving moist kisses on my neck and chest.
I could not stop exploring your mouth with my tongue and lips, biting softly, nibbling and sucking on your tongue. Our bodies were molded together and I could feel your hard cock against me throbbing. I took it in one hand and began to stroke it slowly and with the other hand began to caress each of your balls.