Chapter 4

The turn down service provided for my room had dimmed the lights and set a restful ambiance. We were quiet as we entered, there being no real need for conversation. Her emotional demands and needs were going to be at an all time high, and I fully intended to do my best to fulfill those needs.

As she slipped off her shoes, she asked me to undress. As soon as my pants hit the floor, she pushed me gently into a chair, while I worked on my shirt and tie. Very slowly in front of me, she began to undress. a music-less striptease performed from the heart. She removed the top strap from her dress, allowing it to slide down over her chest, but bunching it at her hips, until she allowed it to slowly slither down her legs. Then, reaching up, she removed the pinnings of her hair, allowing that to cascade down to her shoulders, and shaking it suggestively in front of me. Next came her camisole, off one shoulder and then the next, quickly over her head and tossed away. She spun twice and hooked her fingers into her panties. They were shear enough to see her pubic hair clearly through them. She pulled them tight against her body, and into her lips. Immediately I could see a wet spot form on the front of them. She knew it as well, and gave me a seductive grin. Finally, she slid her panties down her hips, across her knees, to the floor. As she stepped out of them, she stood before me briefly, giving me the opportunity to admire the beauty of her charms, and then dropped to her knees in front of me.

She had my cock in her mouth in seconds, all the way, so that her lips were touching the hair on my crotch. As she pulled back, the suction of her lips was incredible.

"Close your eyes and dream," she said, and then continued swallowing my cock loosely and the sucking it firmly as she pulled off of it. Each time she pulled off, her lips were tighter than the previous stroke. She pushed my legs apart further, and without a hint of warning, pushed a finger into my ass. That did it! I blew my load instantly and explosively. No warning! No build up! Just finger in, cum out, BLAM!!!! She swallowed every drop, looking up at me the entire time.

She climbed up onto the bed and I finished undressing. "It's your turn now," I said. "Lie back, close your eyes and just enjoy the evening."

She looked absolutely beautiful. Her hair was down and surrounded her face. Her eyes sparkled, even in the dimmed light in the room, and her body had a radiance that I had not previously recognized. Perhaps it was the wine at dinner, perhaps the mood and the atmosphere, perhaps the knowledge of her unhappy marriage; whatever, I was intrigued and entranced with her. For the first time in my life, having sex had more meaning than just fucking. My desire to please her went beyond stroking my ego. As we embraced, I began lightly caressing her neck, slowly dropping my hand to her tiny breasts and then moving circular to tease her nipples. I brushed across them from side to side, tickled them with a single finger and tweaked them between my finger and thumb until I heard her moans increase in intensity and sound level. I dropped my head to her breast and sucked a nipple into my mouth, almost as a child would suckle his mother's breast. She came within seconds. It was a gentle orgasm, not violent or heaving as some had been, but it was sensual satisfaction, just the same. I stopped suckling but continued tonguing her nipples while she came down to earth, and then began a downward quest with my hand to her crotch. Brushing my fingers across her pubic mound lightly, I could feel the heat of her excitement. There was a noticeable different in her body temperature from her abdomen to the mound of her crotch. Dusting my fingers through her hair was exciting her more, and her labia, already swollen, began to open wider, beckoning me to enter.

Very gently, I moved south, putting my head between her legs and kissing the inside of her thighs. As I neared the junction, she placed her hands behind my head and tried to pull me in, but I would have no part of that yet. I resisted, holding my head about two inches from her, and began to blow lightly, up and down the length of her lips, through her hair, and even downwards towards her ass. By staying away, I was not committing to anything that she could anticipate, and it conveniently gave me a close up view of a very exciting pussy. Her moisture was already seeping from her vaginal opening. Her clit was swollen, as before, to be nearing the size of a small green grape, and it was standing outwards from its normal hiding place, begging for attention. Her aroma was enhanced by a bottled fragrance that she had purchased in the salon, and between them, she was compelling. She was also beginning to moan quite loudly again, and I knew that she would need some relief soon. I pushed my tongue out slightly and began to flick it against her labia, slowly moving upwards, crisscrossing from left to right and returning until I was nearing her clit. Almost mercifully, by that time, she was ready and I pushed my tongue into her clit, sucking it back, pulling it into my mouth and holding it firmly between my lips while I tormented it with my tongue. She came immediately, for her second orgasm of the early evening.