"Meet me at two and wear that red dress with nothing underneath it and put your hair up." I hung up the phone and thought about him. It had been eight months since we were together and there had been nobody else. I took a quick shower and styled my hair into a fast ponytail. Added a coat of Manic Panic's "tramp" to my lips, a spritz of Giorgios's "red",slid into the requested dress,rescued my sandals from the brown dog and I was ready. The hour drive north was beautiful. I smoked half a joint and took the time to pleasure myself to almost orgasm. I saw him sitting on the tailgate of his Ford,waiting for me. I hopped in the white beast and we were off to the hotel with his hand on my thigh. I brought myself to the edge again until he returned with the key. We climbed the stairs,pinching my ass until we entered 232. I was naked in less than ten seconds,undressing him as our tongues battled like seasoned vets. He pulled me to the bed. I pushed him down and took him into my mouth until he took control from behind. I cried out for him to fuck me harder over the weather channel. He obliged and erupted within me. We chit chatted as he recovered and then went another round. Finally it was shower time. He drove me back to my car and made tenative plans for next week. I can't wait.
Current Location: here
Current Mood: horny
Current Music: Marvin Gaye/Sexual Healing