The small boutique hotel was kind of out of the way, but I found it eventually. Faye loved these little "meet me here" games where she led me to a spot where she could seduce me and have her way with me. Not that I was complaining, mind you. Faye was imaginative, eclectic, and always very sexy. I made way to the room, and used the key Faye gave me to get in. The sight that met my gaze was just stunning. Beautiful Faye lay across the king size bed smiling at me. She wore the sexiest lingerie; a beautiful dark red and black chemise set that came down from her full breasts to a little lace skirt, and a tiny black thong. The combination of the dark red and black lingerie, Faye's long thick jet black hair, her pouty red lips, and soft alabaster skin actually matched the room. The large bed was white, the headboard was a white on white ornately embroidered design, and the wall behind the bed was the same dark red as the lingerie she wore. I chuckled to myself thinking they actually designed the room for her. That was Faye though, she took every detail into account; you didn't spend time with Faye, you experienced her.
Faye rose to her knees on the bed as I approached. I wrapped my arms around her, her skin so soft and warm to the touch, and kissed those beautiful lips. I ran my fingers through her hair and cradled her head in my hand, pulling her toward me gently and kissing her more deeply. She smelled sweet, and felt wonderful as I held her. Her hands roamed my chest and around my back, and she settled comfortably into my arms. After a few more moments of tasting her, I had to look at her again. I stepped back and took her in again. Faye looked beautiful. Her makeup was flawless as always with those full red lips, her bright eyes outlined just so and just hint of rosy color on her cheeks. Her curvy, voluptuous body filled out the lingerie perfectly. Her large breasts barely contained as they strained against the silky material threatening to spill over. The lacy, see-through skirt hugged the swell of her hips, and the tiny black thong disappeared between her plump ass cheeks, the "T" at the top framing those cheeks perfectly. The pierced nipples, the small tattoo on her lower back, as well as the script "True" and "Love" on the back of each creamy thigh offered just enough of a glimpse into Faye's naughty, bad-girl side. She smiled and blushed a little as I looked at her lustfully, then she mentioned getting me out of my clothes and moved closer.
I kicked off my shoes as Faye slipped my jacket off of my shoulders. She loosened and untied the knot on my tie. Slowly she pulled it through my collar, using the opportunity to pull me closer for another kiss. She put my tie aside and started on the buttons of my shirt as I unbuttoned the cuffs. Each button that opened exposed a bit of my neck or chest, which Faye would welcome with little kisses. She slid my shirt off over my shoulders and ran her hands over my muscular arms as she did. With my shirt now off she nuzzled her face against my chest, with a long steady inhale she drew in my cologne, and kissed her way up to my neck. She knew full well that having my neck kissed was a big weakness for me, and she exploited it to the fullest. All but one part of me was melting to the feeling of her lips and tongue dancing against my neck and ear lobe, and that one part was getting harder. I grabbed Faye and laid her back on the bed. I stood up and slowly unbuckled my belt as she watched. She could see the bulge straining against my pants, and she grabbed her own breasts as she stared at it. I let my pants fall to the ground, and started sliding my boxer briefs down slowly. My cock sprang up as it cleared my waistband, and Faye bit her lower lip and squeezed her breasts a little harder.