1. Rendezvous


    Date: 9/22/2015, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Male/Female, Author: Mystic47, Rating: 73.3, Source: sexstories.com

    I heard a light ticking at the hotel room door, hesitant fingernails tapping to get my attention. My heart picked up, a slight thrill of anticipation shivered through my chest. I stepped to the spyhole and saw her standing slightly to the side as if she didn't want me to see her. She was lovely, no different than the last time we'd been together more than a year earlier. I felt myself smile while I opened the door. She saw me, glanced almost shyly to the floor then moved to me and put her arms around my neck. I held her around the waist as we hugged, as we renewed the feelings and sensations of holding the other close. We moved our heads back as if on cue then cautiously pressed our lips together, the first soft kiss, one I hoped would be a precursor of more to come. She felt good in my arms, her lips pressed to mine. Quickly the time that had passed without her was becoming irrelevant. What mattered was now. I had been aroused for her even before she arrived, as I held her my desire elevated even more. A static ball of lust bloomed in my chest then drifted down my spine sparking and shocking my nerves then came to rest in my balls. My erection began to rise, firming up and I hoped she could feel it. We stepped apart then I led her into the room, the single king sized bed dominated the space, she dominated my mind. We had been friends first, then became lovers years before. I left the city and I thought I’d seen her for the last time but we kept in touch as friends do, by ...
    phone, by email. I missed her. I missed the days as her friend, the tender nights as her lover. I managed to find work that let me travel across the nation so I was able to visit her city, to visit her while traveling for my company. We met each time and even though the meetings were mere hours sometimes, they were fulfilling and rewarding. She and I enjoyed the brief opportunities to reaffirm our bonds, our relationship. As soon as the door closed we began to relax, to regain the normalcy of our relationship. We hugged again, kissed again with more depth, more feeling, the tips of our tongues flirted. She moved away and sat on the edge of the bed, I stood near. Both of us knew what we wanted, that we wanted to strip our clothing and hurry under the blankets as lovers but we knew there was no rush to bond that way, not yet. We talked, regaining the comfortable relationship, talking away the long span of time that separated our lives. I stroked her cheek, told her how alluring she was, she caressed my chest responding to me, measuring the depth of my eyes with hers. My desire was building greater. We talked about her life, job and family. We talked about my life, job and family. We are married to others but that ceased to be a barrier of our closeness many years before. We had no plans or motivation to abandon our life style or families for each other, there was no need. I felt no doubt, no guilt because of what she and I had become. She also accepted that we could be friends and ...
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