The hotel suite was perfect, a huge living room with 2 bathrooms, one with Jacuzzi, two bedrooms, both with oversized beds...rather like the Trump but on a bigger scale and fabulous views of the park through huge picture windows.
Our new "friend" was due to arrive at 8 p.m...we’d talked and fantasized about this for a long time now, it was almost hard to believe that it might actually happen.
You looked stunning in your short black dress, your make-up was slightly overdone, you looked sexy, sultry and wanton...you’d created the most beautiful vision of sexy sluttiness...your eyes said "come to bed, I want to be fucked"...your aura said you needed to be. Your heels accentuated the gorgeous shape of your legs, your bare neck with your hair held high behind your head just begged to have a wet cock (or two) slide over your throat and neck. Your fragrance was deep and musky.
I poured the first champagne at about 7. 15...we toasted and sipped, then we kissed, wet and hot...I couldn’t keep my hands off you but I knew I had to...you knew that you’d have to refresh your lipstick before the doorbell rang.
We’d both shaved in the shower...I’d never been clean shaven like this, you’d taken great care not to miss a spot...you’d dressed me in slacks and an open neck shirt...you’d asked me again if I was sure about this...
I’d told you "yes, if you are"...you’d nodded and grinned silently as you applied a little pressure to my balls in a loving squeeze and had leaned in to kiss me, sucking my tongue into your mouth.
The first bottle of champagne was gone in about thirty minutes, maybe we were both a little nervous, maybe it helped take the edge off...we were sipping our first glass from the second bottle and staring out on the park with an arm around each others’ waists when the doorbell rang...we looked at each other, a soft kiss...then I turned to get the door. He was good looking, clean cut, a nice, friendly smile...I extended my hand and introduced myself, he did the same, I stepped away from the door and gestured him into the suite, you introduced yourselves to each other...he opened his bag and offered a bottle of wine for which we thanked him...he asked for the bathroom and we both pointed him in the right direction. While he was gone we looked at each other again, realizing how real this situation now was...we agreed he seemed nice and he was certainly good looking...you lowered your hand to my crotch and asked "are you ready?"
"uhuh" I replied as you squoze me there...you put on some soft music as I poured a glass of champagne for him...he opened the door...we toasted each other and sat down together on an oversized sofa, you in the middle.