He pressed the key into the Hotel Room door, knowing that the rest of his actions that happened prior to this moment are not important at all. He forgets them completely and focuses all of his energy toward getting inside the room. A truck roared down the highway in the distance but he was listening to his own reassuring words and his own excitement. The handle on the door turned from the pressure of his trembling hand and the door slid open gently. He stepped inside and closed the door behind him, barely noticing that there was no light at all inside the room. Hmmm...She must not be here yet, he thought nervously to himself. Just as he reached for the light switch he felt a hand rest on his chest and a pair of moist lips press against his ear in a soft whisper, "I've been waiting for you..."
Just the sound of her sweet voice, if even only in a whisper, made his cock leap to life. It immediately began pressing against the front of his pants creating a semi-huge bulge in the crotch of his jeans that he though the darkness would conceal. As if reading his mind, the hand on his chest wandered down across his stomach and rested against his bulge, rubbing ever so gently against it. She spoke again, "I am so glad you brought this with you."
He heard a little bit of movement in front of him but could not see what was going on so it was a bit surprising when his jeans were unbuttoned and his zipper pulled down slowly. His silk boxer shorts that he wore especially for this night were feeling almost too small at this point as his raging hard on was screaming for attention. He felt her rub his boxers from his thighs back to his ass, enjoying the feel of the soft material. Then, in one deft motion, she pulled them down as well as his jeans and slid them down past his knees so that he was standing there quite naked and pointing north.
With uncanny accuracy she placed one hand around his cock at the base and he could imagine that she was smiling. Smiling at him, at tonight, at everything. The fact that the lights were off made everything so mysterious and adventurous. They both knew very well what each other looked like but they wanted to test themselves that little bit more. He wasn't sure how long she had been waiting here but obviously he had kept her waiting too long. His mind stopped wandering as he felt a small wet and warm stroke against the bottom of his cock. He knew it was her tongue, she was slowly licking up his pole like a popsicle. Her speed was absolutely perfect, she was bathing it so slowly that her tongue dragged just a bit driving him absolutely wild. He froze, his legs tensed up and his arms would not move at all. She licked back down to where her hand was and then slowly up each side until she came back to the head and decided that she was hungry.