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Reunion
Date: 8/18/2015, Categories: Seduction, Author: samuelle, Rating: 3, Source: LushStories
we stood waiting for the elevators, I was pleasantly surprised when he said how much he enjoyed the evening and asked if I would have breakfast with him in the morning. I accepted without hesitation. In the elevator, I reached to push the button for my floor just as he did. For the first time all evening, we touched. We looked at each other and grinned as the doors closed and we rode in silence until the doors opened on eight. I stepped out, feeling his presence right behind me. I turned a quizzical look on my face; “826,” was all he said. I stopped at 824; he walked past me, stopping in front of the room next door. I stole a look his way as I slid my card into key slot our eyes meeting as he did the same. “Good night” was all he said before he disappeared from the hall. I pushed my door open and walked into the room on emotional overload. He was a perfect gentleman; the kind of man I always hoped for and one you want to take to meet your parents. While it was unexpected, refreshing, and noble it was not what I needed or wanted tonight. He didn’t even try to kiss me goodnight. What was wrong with me? Was I not pretty enough? Was I to overt? Although I couldn’t exactly read his feelings surely he wouldn’t have spent the whole night with me if he wasn’t at least somewhat interested. I had hoped his suggestion that he was tired was a masked invitation to get me back to the hotel where things would escalate physically, but it didn’t! I threw the key card on the table in ... frustration and plopped down on the bed. I sat in silence reviewing the evening’s events and conversations, thinking about what I could have done differently to make myself more desirable to him. I second-guessed my appearance, dress and every innuendo filled conversation where I tried to make it clear I wanted him. After twenty minutes I stood, mumbled “fuck” and stripped. I pulled back the bedding and laid face up staring at the ceiling. Despite my effort to re-invent myself as an available, sexually desirable woman, I was alone with no one to love again tonight. I hated my life! Suddenly possessed by some primal human hormone driven urge, I rose and moved to the connecting room door, which was illuminated by the lights of the city, like a summer bug drawn to a light. Without thinking I pulled the door open and knocked. On the 3 rd rap I panicked… what in the hell was I doing? I was standing naked knocking on the door of a man I had really only known for last six hours. He could be married for all I knew since most of the night’s conversation was about me. Just as I reached to grab the edge of the door to close it I heard the crack of his door before it swung wide. Sam stood there clad only in his boxers while I stood there naked and frozen with a gut wrenching silence hanging in the air, feeling more vulnerable, exposed, and slutty than at any time in my life. I was just about to slam the door and break into tears when he said, “My God you are the most beautiful woman I have ever ...