Authors Note: By special request, the following is written from his point of view. You can let me know how you think I did.
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I haven't been feeling the best, but nothing was going to stop me from showing up today. This day, planned for weeks, is something I've been thinking about for some time. Knowing that she would be there, waiting for me with every detail followed, as per my instructions, including a strict no-sex (not even masturbation) agreement that has now lasted eleven days. Even harder for her, there has been no communication between us for the last seven days. After months of texting every day, I am quite sure she has missed this, and truth be told, I have missed her dirty mouth and arousing chatter. The tension leading up to today, however, has made it all worthwhile.
At the office, I glance at my watch and attempt to concentrate on the work before me. At any moment she should be texting the hotel information and her arrival time. As I turn back to the file my phone buzzes and I reach for it. The simple text says "Courtyard Estates Motel. Room 148. I am here." I contemplate my response, but to keep with the lack of communication I simply type "15".
As I walk towards the car, my cock strains against my fly. Eleven days without any attention has been ridiculously difficult. She better be ready for me to explode. She better be ready.
Walking towards the hotel, I pictured in my mind what I would find there. I have already seen the black lingerie I have requested she be wearing, along with the knee high black boots. She should be clad in them now, sprawled across the bed, with the door propped open, as I have requested. She better be.
As I arrived at the hotel room, I pushed the door open and saw her. Long red hair falling around her shoulders as her hands held up her chin, bitch boot clad legs crossed and in the air. I stop to lock the door behind me and walk towards the bed. Her legs crossed, the heels of her boots almost touching her ass, clad only in a black silk and lace thong. Quite the vision.
"Mmmm." Was all I could say.
"Hey baby......" she smiled up at me from the bed, as I approached. Reaching out to touch her hair, I ran my fingers through the soft length of it, pulling her head towards me as I stood before her.
She leaned forward and her mouth met my cock through layers of clothes. With a moan she nuzzled her lips against it for a moment before I stepped back. Moving to the side, out of her reach, I ran a finger down her back. Her body trembled under my touch. Oh, she was ready. This encounter has been discussed, fantasized about and anticipated for months. Yes, we have had a few casual encounters (including a moment stolen in my office where she sucked my cock like a champ and took my load with a smile and moan) but this, this was different.
Taking out my phone, I snapped a couple quick pictures before setting it aside. Moving to the other side of the bed, standing at her feet as they now stretched out on the bed, I ran my hands along her boots and up her legs, pausing just before her ass.
"Very nice. Now flip over."
She turned over on the bed, allowing me my first view of her black lacy bra straining against her big tits. But they would have to wait. I wanted to see her pussy. Touch it. Taste it. Abuse it. Running my hands up her thighs slowly, my fingers making small circles on her smooth skin, she thrust her hips up and shivered. From our previous encounters, I knew she was responsive, but this was an overwhelming reaction. Perhaps the built up sexual energy coming to a head for her, perhaps the anticipation of our first real meet. I had seen her cum for me via pics and video, and three incredible times when I pounded her cunt with a dildo in her car, but to see her body react like this was unbelievable. She kept telling my during our texting conversations how much she wanted me, how much her body reacted to my voice, my touch, my words, but a part of me thought she was just feeding me a line.
