Impatiently I stared into the mirror wondering if I’d be everything he wanted and more. He lied to his wife to be here with me and I just wanted to make it well worth it. As I stared at my body – my breasts peeking out of the sides of silky negligee I bought and was wearing for only him I smiled. I knew my pussy was already wet. I know this because I had been this horny all day waiting for him. If I had half the nerve I would’ve jumped the room attendant when I came into the room. I knew I saw him checking me out but I wanted my man. My married man who loved me so dearly and made me feel like the woman I am. The woman I shouldn’t have to be reminded of that I am.
My hands slid down my tight thighs and I bit my lower lip. Everything was set. Candles were lit around the room and the smell of lavender and amber filled my senses relaxing me for tonight. In the bathroom awaited all the tools he suggested I have for my shaving. He’s always wanted to do it and said it excites him. I’ve always shaved, but I figured since he wanted to so badly – and since I fantasized about it constantly – I’d let him do the honors.
After making sure the curtains were closed I sat on the bed and spread my legs feeling the tingling between them. The wetness growing and it felt like it was creeping out of my pussy. My hand had found it’s way to my sweet soaking pussy and dipped a finger inside. I finger fucked myself for a moment and then took my finger to the lips when I heard a knock on the door. I smiled and fixed myself quickly as I walked to the door.
“Hello?” I asked hesitantly – hoping it wasn’t room service or the room attendant because he will certainly be getting fucked.
“Deb? Is that you?” I smiled. My married Prince Charming is outside the door. Quickly I opened it to see his sexy body in a suit and a smile on his face. His tie had already been undone and I stepped aside letting him in. He walked into the room and nodded. When he turned to look at me I was leaning against the door beaming back at him. He moved his suitcase to the chair and removed his suit jacket throwing it on another chair as he walked back to me.
“I can’t believe I’m here. I feel guilty as hell but I want this so bad.” I bit my lower lip and cleared my throat.
“Everything you asked for is in the bathroom. All the shaving stuff.” I was getting nervous – it being my first time alone face to face with this man as well as being my first time. He smiled down at me and reached for my face running his hand over my cheek and tilting my head to meet his. We kissed and it was so innocently sexy I melted in his arms. Luckily he had his other arm holding me up.
His hand slipped down my back and found my crack. His finger slid between the two cheeks and reached for the hem of my dress. When his hands touched my body. Flesh upon flesh – finally! I nearly came. Moaning into his mouth he pulled away.
“Deb, are you turned on?” “Honestly,” I took his hand and lead it to my pussy so he could feel the wetness. “I was going to masturbate if you didn’t get here when you did.” His index finger found her clit – nice and hard – and he began rubbing her slit nice and slow as my back arched and my knees started to weaken. He noticed her face getting flushed as they stared at one another in the eyes.
“Would you like to masturbate for me? Then we can clean you up and shave you. But it’s your call.” He leaned in and kissed her as his finger slid right up inside of her and she nearly came on the spot. He pulled his finger out and sucked it. “Mmm, you taste too good to pass up. Your thighs are even wet.” I smiled and said,
“I told you I’ve been like this all day.” My hand slid down and felt his hard cock and then asked, “Have you been as well?” He chuckled and said,
