Barb and Bill - 1

Hi,

The moist heat of the shower triggered that wonderful memory of our first night together. It's a secret I hold close, but often delight in recalling the details of how it came to pass...

As I lather myself in the shower, my fingers begin to circle my erect nipples and gently maneuver around my breasts, then down to my now-aching mound. I'm thinking of how I popped in his office that day unannounced just to say hello. I happened to be in his town and hadn't seen his new office since he'd relocated - and I had some time before my next appointment to quench my thirst for him...

He was on the phone when I poked my head in and lightly knocked to gain his attention. He immediately noticed and quickly ended his call with a grin to seize the moment. It had been months since we'd seen eachother - he's the true tall, dark and handsome fantasy every girl has - with the personality to match, and an inviting smile that makes me absolutely tingle. He quickly stood and approached me for a long overdue hug... I fit perfectly in his large frame, and found myself holding on a few moments extra to take in the sensation of his body against mine and the slight hint of his deoderant. I was acutely aware of my breasts pressing into him - we were stomach to stomach, and I swore I could feel a hardening in his groin against me. What a turn on...

He cupped my lower back lightly and escorted me to his new leather couch to chat. I caught his glance down at my body - he was taking in the details how I filled out my suit - my skirt showing off my long, bare legs and heels, the snug lace cami under my buttoned jacket that revealed a hint of cleavage. I unbuttoned my jacket to sit back on his couch, and angled myself to face him. He noticed my full breasts when my jacket opened, and quickly tried to refocus on my eyes. When I shifted to face him, my skirt hung slightly on the leather couch, and slid further up my thigh - I made no attempt to correct it, and wondered if he could see that I was going completely naked down there - full brazillian and commando - I'm not sure, but I noticed the air seemed to get thick in his office suddenly, and he got hung up when trying to speak... I loved every moment of his attempt to regain control, and noticed his sizeable erection as he sat facing me... Insanely sexy...

We chatted for a bit, then I heard my blackberry buzz. I leaned down to retrieve it from my purse, and realized I had given him the perfect view up my skirt and down my shirt...wonder if he noticed?? I had to go or I'd be late for my next appointment. As we stood, I mentioned that I was in town overnight for meetings early the next day too. I asked him if he'd like to meet me for drinks and dinner later? He offered no hesitation at accepting the invite, so with a wink and a smile, I said I'd text him later when my meetings concluded so he could meet me at the hotel bar.

I freshened up in my room before I texted him - he replied quickly with a 'be there in 30 minutes'... Time for me to turn it up! Down comes my hair from the updo earlier today, and I slid into a slinky black coctail dress - low cut and silky. I had to drop my bra because it showed too much, so the only thing between me and the night air was a thin silky fabric...the coolness of the material kept my nipples erect - and were completely obvious. I took care to dot perfume here and there, my makeup looked flawless, and my long hair framed my face and breasts perfectly. When I approached the bar, he had already arrived and ordered a drink for both of us. I love a man that takes charge... He had a nervous excitement about him, and was obviously affected by my changed appearance. We sat close to eachother at the bar, facing eachother, with my crossed legs between his spread legs. I let my foot graze his calf several times, and frequently reached over to touch his arm and hand. The tension was growing, and I could tell he was focused on me completely.

Dinner was just as intense. He escorted me close with his hand on the small of my back, feeling the heat of his body only inches away. He had made a reservation for us at an upscale restaurant known for it's trendy style and fantastic menu. The atmosphere was romantic - low lights with candles at each table, white linen tableclothes - we were seated at a quaint table in - get this - a secluded old elevator! PERFECT - because I was dying to get my hands on him. We sat across from eachother and ordered, though not dismissing the tension building between us. I went with the lamb, he went with the duck, and the drinks came as the order was prepared. Our conversation continued easily and the eye contact grew deeper. I slipped my bare foot out of my high heel and ran it up his calf... without a word, he reached down and took my foot and started to massage it gently. He then gave me a look of need, and proceeded to move my foot to his raging erection. It certainly matched the wetness I was sitting in.

I couldn't hold back any longer - I told him point blank that I was dying to have him, and that I was about to crawl over the table to plant one on him. To my surprise he told me to 'Bring it!' - so I did... I moved the candle to the side and maneuvered across the small table and proceeded to plant a deep, wet kiss on him. I can imagine the view he had - me crawling across a table with my long hair framing my practically-naked breasts in that low-cut dress...It's like we were sexual soulmates and no one else existed...that kiss was perfect - lips parted slightly at first, then the light tease of the tongues, then the perfect rhythym of our tongues together... I don't even remember eating dinner after that.

What I do recall is asking him back to my room - well, actually I told him he was coming back to my room with me. There was no argument from him - the tension had been building for years between us, and this explosion of passion was the icing on the cake. As soon as the door shut upon our entry to the room, he immediately pressed me against the wall with his large frame. I could feel his intensity as he tasted my lips and neck, while his hands ran up my leg I'd wrapped around him and up my dress. He moved to my breasts, while breaking for a moment to watch intently as he removed the straps off my shoulders, allowing my dress to fall to the floor. He stepped back to soak in the site of my naked body - my swollen breasts and hard nipples, the curve of my torso down to my slick nethers...I let him enjoy the gaze for only a moment before I moved to unbutton his dress shirt. He worked on his cufflinks, I while I moved to his belt - each staring into eachother's eyes with an intensity and desire that felt as though we'd combust any moment.

As his pants and shirt dropped to the floor, I dropped to my knees to free his raging erection. I looked up at him with an impressed glance, then took it gently in my hands - stroking it softy at the base at first with my nails, running my hand under his balls and back up his shaft again. My tongue teased his head with circling glances as my hands gently stroked the hard shaft, then I tasted it, wrapping my lips around the head and circling my tongue around it...he groaned from the intesity of the heat from my mouth, and as I bob deeper on it, I started humming with my throat to magnify the intensity...I take it deep, but he is so large I cannot sink it all the way into my throat down to his balls, so I continue to use my hands and massage his balls with my fingers and rub firmly deep on the base with my fingertips and nails...

The tension was too much for him - he took charge and bent me over the bed. He placed his hands on my hips ran them up my back, around to my breasts, and pulled me in close to kiss my back and shoulders as he gripped my breasts and pinched my nipples. He dropped a hand down to my throbbing mound - the sound he made when he felt my dripping juices intensified my desire. With a hand on my hip, he pushed me to bend over. I placed a knee on the edge of the bed and he proceeded to enter my swollen, soaking pussy, filling it up so tight and deep that I came hard at just his entrance. He quickly worked his whole shaft in, admiring the way my wet, pink lips wrapped tightly around his thick cock. My cream was everywhere - I came so hard so many times that I almost blacked out - he was hitting my spot perfectly, which was intensified only by him reaching around to squeeze my breasts... the grip on his cock was so tight that he finally gave in and filled me up deep with his cum.

It was so intense - we were red and breathless from the exertion, but it was so insanely satisfying. I must attest that it was the best sex I've ever had, and that was just the first round... We had all night, and he was a generous lover. He returned the oral with such a fervor he had me writhing and squeeling with pleasure... I came so hard later that I actually squirted on his face...he was so turned on that he had to stuff his hard shaft into my dripping, swollen pussy over and over again...I was so tender that each time later - he came 5 times that night with me - it took less and less time for me to cover him with cream. Intense...

The memory of his intesity causes me to catch my breath - and I realize I'm still in the shower lathering myself in the hot water. I snap out of my daydream, and make a mental note to text Bill today to say hello. It's been a while, and it's time to drop by again...

Bill, I miss you...are you ready for me??

Barb - hotred12 @ gmail.com