Dear John,
After our meeting today I had to write you about the dramatic change in our relationship. Please don't misunderstand me, it was great and intense seeing you today, but something happened that has changed me.
I waited patiently for you this morning knowing you are never late for our meetings. You were right on time. I opened the door to your smile. Once inside you hugged me with all your strength and passion. Our lips met briefly in a kiss as your hands slipped inside my opened robe to find my nakedness. They caressed, than grabbed the cheeks of my ass, pulling me into your body. The robe slipped from my shoulders and fell to the floor. I was naked in your embrace. This is what I was waiting for, this is what I longed for. Again our lips met softly, then I sank slowly to my knees, your hands on my shoulders gently guiding me down.
I fumbled with your belt buckle and soon found your soft cock. I would please you today, like I had on other days. I would again be your slut allowing you to take me in whatever way you desired. And I began, as before, by taking you in my mouth.
I know what you want. I know what your wife won't give you. Starting with the bulbous head of your penis, slowly I ran my tongue down its growing shaft. Then a quick lick of your balls before I started back up your hardening pole. That's when I engulfed the head. Your cock grew hard in my mouth.
I had been divorced a few years before we hooked up. Both of us had discovered our "bi" side. You, of course, have remained married. But you know what I can do for you. You know I'm ready and willing to service you. We had started slow with mutual oral, than progressed. I was always ready for when you could find time in your schedule or when your wife was out of town. I began to long for your hard cock and our time together as I became more submissive to you. I still remember the first time you entered me. The feeling of you inside me, thrusting and pumping your cock into my ass. And, of course, today.
This morning you were hard in my mouth and I was working you cock like never before. I was naked on my knees, you were dressed with your pants around your ankles, sitting on the couch. How many of our meetings have started this way before ending in the bedroom? And then the doorbell rang.
You smiled as I looked into your eyes. I'm sure you could read the uneasiness in my eyes, or perhaps it was fear. Fear of the unknown. Of course I knew this was coming. You had told me what you wanted and I had agreed, always willing to put out for you, to be your slut. I sat back on my ankles in front of you and you stood. As you moved to the door you pulled up your pants and fastened your belt. I remained naked, kneeling in front of the couch.