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Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- At Last (MF, rom, affair) by Sabre (april_dawn_7@yahoo.com) *** A man planning to surprise his wife is distracted. *** She'd been waiting for this for what seemed like forever. "Life just keeps getting in the way. Well, no more!" she thought to herself. Her resolve was firm. Today is the day. He arrived home from work a few minutes early. He planned to surprise her. As he walked through the door, he called for her. No answer. Wondering where she might be, he walked from room to room absently looking for any clues. Not finding her, he headed back to their bedroom. He stepped in the door and her scent filled his nose. A vision of her lying on the bed in a satin gown invaded his mind. He grins, thinking of all the pleasures to give and to be taken. He rubs the growing hardness in his blue jeans. The telephone rings jolting him back to the present. "Hello?" he says. In his ear a soft voice says, "I'm waiting for you, service inns and suites, room 604 - don't tell anyone you're coming." Then a quiet click and the line went dead. Well, he had hoped to surprise his wife, but something else came up. Something he couldn't ignore. He had to go. A million questions flash in his mind. Pushing all of them aside, he jumps into the shower hoping he can get out of the house before the phone rings. He can't risk getting ties up with meaningless phone calls. Not now. Using that soap she loves, he washes with reckless abandon. Attempting to disguise himself, he shaves his moustache off. Wouldn't want anyone to catch him! Cologne and some clothes. Briefly he wonders what he should wear - what would she like? He shakes his head - it doesn't matter what is worn, it will all end up on the floor. Quickly dressed, grabbed the keys and raced off in his car. It was only a short drive to the hotel. "What the hell was she thinking, getting a room so close to where I live? What if someone saw me? How on earth would I explain going into a hotel in the afternoon only a few minutes from home? Like anyone would believe that it was for a sleep - alone!" Pulling into the parking lot, he pushes all thoughts out of his head. Except her. She fills his mind all day and all night. He can hardly be satisfied with stolen moments of time with her, can he? He thinks of her soft beautiful searching eyes - she wants to know if he loves her. Letting out a bit of a laugh, he says softly, "Do I love her??" It is so much more than that. He thinks of her every waking hour of the day, he dreams of her when he sleeps, he schemes and plans for any excuse to do this - just what he is doing now - meeting her in a hotel room to take her and to be consumed by her. Their sex is more than he's ever known. So complete. So uninhibited. His package swells just thinking about their coupling. He walks in the front door behind a couple holding hands and laughing. He hopes no one recognizes him. Darting past the front desk, and to the elevators. He waits. Finally an elevator opens. It is empty. Relieved for the isolation, he steps inside and presses 6. The door closes. God the bulge in his pants is so uncomfortable! He can't wait to get out of the constricting clothing! He waits. Finally he's there. Sixth floor. His breath catches in his throat, he can't believe this is happening again, and he is still as nervous and excited as a teenage boy on his first 'promising' date. Cautiously, he walks down the narrow hall and around the corner. There it is. Room 604. She's in there. He wonders what she is doing, what she's wearing, what she wants. His engorged cock strains the zipper as he thinks of the possibilities through that door. * He knocks softly. He listened. Silence. Then the door opens just a crack. It is so dark in there. He steps inside. As his eyes adjust to the darkness, he sees that there is one candle burning. It is on the nightstand beside the bed. He looks around, but doesn't see her. Briefly, he wonders where she might be. He takes a moment to experience all of what was being offered to his senses. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Images race through his mind. A rain shower, the rainbow. He listens to the soft hum. The air is cool on his skin. She is watching him. She can't help but notice the incredible bulge in his jeans. She thinks of all the pleasures that bulge brings her. She quickly wonders what he is thinking, standing there with his eyes closed and his cock growing so hard. Silently she crosses the room and slips into the warm water in the Jacuzzi. She dripped some sweet smelling bubbles into the water. He opens his eyes. There she is. In the Jacuzzi. He strains to see what she is wearing. The room is too dark. Her body is hidden in the water and the bubbles that are swirling around her. "Take off your clothes." "But I have nothing to wear in there." He motions towards the tub. "Perfect." He shrugged off his shirt. Then he turned around to unzip his jeans. He slid them down his muscled thighs. She watched intently as he removed the last of his clothing. There he stood, naked, his back toward her. "Oh my" she thought. "There is a perfect picture of beauty." Hearing her soft whimper, he turned to her. "you like?" "Oh..." is all she can manage. He took a step closer to the tub. She reached for him. "Wait your turn." he instructed her. A second later he was in the tub with her. The sensation of the rushing water on his engorged cock made him take a deep breath. His body was aching for her. She watched as he sat next to her. She could feel his body tense. He reached for her. She wasn't as naked as he thought she was. Now he could see a matching red bra and g- string. He grasped her breasts in his hands. Her nipples were so hard. Pulling her on to his lap, he reached around her and undid her bra. The wet lace stuck to her. He gently pulled the straps down off her shoulders. With one swift move, her chest was bare. He lowered his lips to her, taking her erect nipples into his warm mouth, giving each the attention it was aching for. His strong hands kneading her enormous tits. Her breath caught in her throat as he pulled her onto his lap. She spread her legs and leaned into him. His hot, swollen shaft was pressed against her. She was near orgasm. She loved the way he loved her breasts. The way he squeezed them gently. The way he rolled her erect nipples between his thumb and forefinger. The way he licked and sucked them like they were his lifeline. Gently he laid her on her back on top of the water. He supported her ass with his strong arms. He nipped at the insides of her thighs. He kissed the thin strip of red lace that was barely covering her womanhood. She arched her hips pressing against his lips. With his teeth, he pulled the lace away from her nakedness. For a moment, he just looked at her swollen lips. He kissed her gently. She strained against him. Slowly and deliberately, he slid his hot tongue into her wet pussy. His ears are filled with the sound of her moaning. He licks her soft wetness like it is the only reason he is alive. He is rewarded with her body quivering in his arms. He hears her gasping for breath. His face is soaked in her juices. He pulls her back onto his lap. She wraps her arms around his neck and kisses his wet lips. She kisses him deep and hard. With that, she lowers herself to her knees and brings his hips up to meet her. She can see that he is straining his hips. She runs her tongue along the length of his swollen shaft. She lingers for just a second. She rubs his legs and grabs his ass with both hands. Taking his cock into her mouth, she pulls him into her. They are still. She feels his member throbbing in her throat. She holds him until the throbs subside. Slowly she begins sucking again. She hears his ragged breathing. She knows that he's close. He pulls her up to him. He kisses her neck. He feels her tremble under his lips. He takes his time to kiss her again and again. He lets her go. Once again she takes his full length into her mouth. She moans as she strokes him with her hot mouth. He watches her loving him. Her eyelids flutter as he catches her gaze. She is about to come. He loves how she gets off on sucking his cock. His need for her is urgent. He moves around her and rubs his swollen member against her throbbing clit. She is wet and ready. He slides his cock into her waiting pussy. God, it feels incredible! Her body is tight around him. He is motionless inside her. He's enjoying the sensation. He can feel her muscles contract in ecstasy. He thrusts in and out of her. He's building to his own climax. As he fucks her he feels her come again. It is too much. He grabs her tits and he pounds hard into her. He feels his muscles tense as his seed fills her. After, he pulls her to him and kisses her. A silent thank you. Knowing he must get home, he whispers, "I love you - more than I could ever tell you." She whispers back, "I know. I love you too." He gets out of the tub and towels off. He silently gets dressed. He stops for a few moments and watches her get out of the tub and dry off. He admires her beauty as she dresses. He kisses her softly and turns to go. He reaches the door and asks, "again soon?" She says, "as soon as we can." Both knowing that this doesn't happen near as often as either of them would like. * He takes the long way home. He needs a few minutes to calm his jangling senses. Oh how she affects him. As he walks in the door, he hears his wife's favourite music playing on the stereo. "Hi sweetheart, I'm home" he calls. "I'm in here." She calls back. He walks towards her voice. He finds her in the bathroom fixing her hair. He stands there admiring the matching red bra and g-string she's wearing. She says, "I thought that maybe we could go out to a movie or something." "With you wearing that? How will I ever concentrate on a movie?" "Who says you have to?" She winks and walks into the bedroom. He watches as she puts on a skirt and his favourite shirt. The one that shows off her great tits. His imagination runs wild with the possibilities of that outfit in a dark theatre. "A movie sounds great!" She winks and smiles at him. She finishes dressing and wonders if it will be hotter than it was in the Jacuzzi. END ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Please keep this story, and all erotic stories out of the hands of children. They should be outside playing in the sunshine, not thinking about adult situations. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 25