me see you again.”
She gazed at him uncertainly, her cheeks flushing. She wasn’t one to parade around naked.
“Come on, sweetheart. You’re not going to tell me you’re shy. Not after last night.”
He was right. She was being silly. She had loved parading around naked last night.
She stood up, letting the sheet fall from her body. At the look of darkening need in his eyes, however, she raced into the bathroom squealing in laughter as Ryan leaped up and raced after her, hot on her heels. He caught her and spun her around, kissing her like there was no tomorrow. He eased her into the shower stall and proceeded to soap every inch of her body. Twenty minutes later they emerged, squeaky clean and quite sated. For now.
Jenna gathered up her clothes and pulled on the tiny red thong. Ryan helped her hook her bra, then zipped up her dress once she had it in place.
He had never been quite so attentive and she loved it. She headed for the door.
“Wait a second, Aurora.” He tugged on his pants. “I’ll walk you to your car.”
She smiled at his use of her play name, amazed he still wanted to keep the fantasy alive. She resolved not to ask him anything about the Toronto trip, or to do anything else to shatter the fantasy.
He pulled on his shirt, then his socks and shoes.
“Okay, let’s go.”
She grabbed her evening bag as he opened the door. At this time of the morning, the hotel corridor was empty. When they arrived at the elevator, he pushed the Down arrow button, which lit up. Seconds later, the light went out and the elevator doors whooshed open.
They stepped aboard and the doors closed behind them. She touched the L button for the lobby. His arms circled her waist from behind and he drew her back against his chest. His lips nuzzled her neck.
“It’s too bad you have to go.”
She melted against him and his hands skimmed up to her breasts.
“Mmm. I know.”
As she watched the floor numbers illuminate one by one, she smiled. A quick glance at her watch told her she could afford another few minutes.
“You know, you did such a great job of realizing my fantasy of making love with a handsome stranger, I was thinking maybe you could help me out with another one.” His hands tightened on her breasts.
“Oh? And what might that be?”
“I’ve always wanted to make love with a stranger on an elevator.”
He shifted forward and jammed the red Stop button. She felt his cock stiffen against her buttocks as the elevator came to a halt.
“I’d love to.”
He stroked her thigh, then slid his hand up, pulling her skirt with it. The large volume of fabric swirled around her legs as he drew it upward, gathering it together. The bulk of it draped in front of her as he arranged it around the sides of her waist. She leaned forward, rested her hands against the mirrored side of the elevator, and smiled at her own reflection. He tugged on the elastic of her thong, pulling the fabric tightly into her slit. He teased her by tugging and releasing it. One of his fingers slid under the satin of her panties to her clit and he dabbed at it.
She watched the look of rapture on her own face reflected in the mirror as she lost herself in the pleasure. He slid two fingers inside her as he continued to stroke her clitoris, faster and faster, bringing her to the brink of orgasm, then slowing down. He hooked his fingers under the elastic of her thong and eased it down. She stepped out of it and watched in the mirror as he unzipped his pants and pulled out his long, semi-erect cock.
“Wait.” She turned to face him, then knelt in front of him, tucking the drapes of her skirt between her knees. She wanted that beautiful penis in her mouth. She wrapped her hands around it and drew it to her lips, then ran her tongue around the corona. She drew the large, purple head into her mouth and sucked hard, then circled her lips
She gazed at him uncertainly, her cheeks flushing. She wasn’t one to parade around naked.
“Come on, sweetheart. You’re not going to tell me you’re shy. Not after last night.”
He was right. She was being silly. She had loved parading around naked last night.
She stood up, letting the sheet fall from her body. At the look of darkening need in his eyes, however, she raced into the bathroom squealing in laughter as Ryan leaped up and raced after her, hot on her heels. He caught her and spun her around, kissing her like there was no tomorrow. He eased her into the shower stall and proceeded to soap every inch of her body. Twenty minutes later they emerged, squeaky clean and quite sated. For now.
Jenna gathered up her clothes and pulled on the tiny red thong. Ryan helped her hook her bra, then zipped up her dress once she had it in place.
He had never been quite so attentive and she loved it. She headed for the door.
“Wait a second, Aurora.” He tugged on his pants. “I’ll walk you to your car.”
She smiled at his use of her play name, amazed he still wanted to keep the fantasy alive. She resolved not to ask him anything about the Toronto trip, or to do anything else to shatter the fantasy.
He pulled on his shirt, then his socks and shoes.
“Okay, let’s go.”
She grabbed her evening bag as he opened the door. At this time of the morning, the hotel corridor was empty. When they arrived at the elevator, he pushed the Down arrow button, which lit up. Seconds later, the light went out and the elevator doors whooshed open.
They stepped aboard and the doors closed behind them. She touched the L button for the lobby. His arms circled her waist from behind and he drew her back against his chest. His lips nuzzled her neck.
“It’s too bad you have to go.”
She melted against him and his hands skimmed up to her breasts.
“Mmm. I know.”
As she watched the floor numbers illuminate one by one, she smiled. A quick glance at her watch told her she could afford another few minutes.
“You know, you did such a great job of realizing my fantasy of making love with a handsome stranger, I was thinking maybe you could help me out with another one.” His hands tightened on her breasts.
“Oh? And what might that be?”
“I’ve always wanted to make love with a stranger on an elevator.”
He shifted forward and jammed the red Stop button. She felt his cock stiffen against her buttocks as the elevator came to a halt.
“I’d love to.”
He stroked her thigh, then slid his hand up, pulling her skirt with it. The large volume of fabric swirled around her legs as he drew it upward, gathering it together. The bulk of it draped in front of her as he arranged it around the sides of her waist. She leaned forward, rested her hands against the mirrored side of the elevator, and smiled at her own reflection. He tugged on the elastic of her thong, pulling the fabric tightly into her slit. He teased her by tugging and releasing it. One of his fingers slid under the satin of her panties to her clit and he dabbed at it.
She watched the look of rapture on her own face reflected in the mirror as she lost herself in the pleasure. He slid two fingers inside her as he continued to stroke her clitoris, faster and faster, bringing her to the brink of orgasm, then slowing down. He hooked his fingers under the elastic of her thong and eased it down. She stepped out of it and watched in the mirror as he unzipped his pants and pulled out his long, semi-erect cock.
“Wait.” She turned to face him, then knelt in front of him, tucking the drapes of her skirt between her knees. She wanted that beautiful penis in her mouth. She wrapped her hands around it and drew it to her lips, then ran her tongue around the corona. She drew the large, purple head into her mouth and sucked hard, then circled her lips
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