by Ella Hilton
Bill dropped his brown paper Safeway bag on the floor. "Guess that was a wasted five minutes he thought to himself, then again… Hmmm, maybe not" as he looked at the champagne bottle and pulled his own bottle out of the bag. "well save my bottle for later, just incase I spill a little of this one" he thought to himself as an evil grin crept over his face.
"Jesus Karen, I've been chasing you for two months on the computer and calling you on the phone every day. Now I'm in the same hotel room and I can't find you!" Bill said as he stuck his head into the bathroom and then around the corner looking into the bedroom.
"Oh man, what the fuck have I gotten myself into now" thought Bill as he seriously wondered what was happening. "Karen, cut it out, where are you?"
As Bill turned back toward the sitting area of the suite, he felt a pair of arms wrap around him. With a bottle of champagne in one hand and a pair of glasses in the other, Bill was sort of caught defenseless. "Hey sexy, nice tie" Karen said as she slipped it off his neck. "Hey, cut it out, let me look at you!" Bill said trying to turn one way then the next. Karen just laughed at him, hiding behind one shoulder, then the next. "Just relax" Karen said stripping the tie from around his neck. As Karen pulled the last of the tie off Bills neck and unbuttoned his shirt, she had an evil idea come over her. With a quick flip of the wrist, Karen had Bills glasses off and the tie over hi eyes as a blindfold.
"No, No, No, No … that's not fair!" Bill protested.
"Come on honnneyyyy, I'm just having fun with yoooou." She said in that cute southern tone. "Now don't take it off!" she said as she slipped away.
"Ohhh Bill … come here!" Karen squealed as she kept an arm length away.
"I can see your feet and I'm gonna…" Bill said as he tried to jump forward the grab her, but unfortunately, the champagne and glasses made it futile.
Karen hit the light switch as she ran out of the room. "I'm in heeeere" she cooed. Bill fumbled his way across the room bumping into the side of the bed and following Karen's voice. By the time Bill made it to the bathroom, Karen was behind the door ready for another attack. This time she grabbed the bottle away from him and set it and the glasses on a ledge next to the Jacuzzi tub. "You are a BADDDD girl" Bill said as he felt Karens hands unbuttoning his shirt and belt.
If I didn't know you had to wear this same suit tomorrow to work, I would have pulled you straight into the tub" Karen said as she ran her hands under Bill's T-shirt.
"Oh my God Karen," Bill said as he felt Karen's bare breasts against his back when she pulled his undershirt off.
"Mmmmm, you are as excited as I am." she said, slipping a hand down her lover's pants and letting Bill turn toward her for their first kiss. Bill was out of his mind, this woman he felt he knew so well, was in his arms, their tongues were intertwined and both of them were moaning and sighing as if neither had ever been kissed before. He wanted to look into her eyes, but his senses were already overloaded taking in everything that was happening between them.
"If I had known you kissed like that I would have met you a month ago" said Karen as she came up for air.
She kissed her way down Bills chest and slid his pants down. "Mmmmmm" Karen said as caressed him through his boxers. "God I love the feel of a man when he is hard like this" she said as Bill kicked his shoes pants the rest of the way off.
Karen stood up and took Bills hand, stepping into the tub. "better loose these" she said as she Bill pulled the elastic band out and over Bills erect cock. "Hmmmm, here is a good way to lead you around" she said pulling on his member as Karen slid into the water bringing Bill in with her.
"Come on, can't I take this off now" Bill said pointing to the blindfold who's end was now in the water.
"Hee, hee, guess we'll have to find you a new tie for the morning" she said slipping her wet body across bills legs and letting her chest hang down to brush his cock. Karen lifted her head up to meet Bill's lips and they kissed again. Bill slid down the side of the tub into the water and wrapped his arms around Karen's back. Karen lifted her leg over Bills erect cock and settled in next to him in the big tub one leg across his body and one hip on the tub's floor.
Bill and Karen never wanted the kiss to end. Karen fumbled for the champagne and finally gave up and broke their second kiss. Karen scooted up to pour some champagne and Bill took the opportunity to kiss her breasts now inches from his face. "Ohhhhhh, Bill" Karen said she put down the bottle and ran her fingers through his hair.
Karen finally decided to end Bill's misery as she slipped the tie off his head. " I thought about making you wait until after you had made love to me, but I wanted to look into your eyes too much" Karen said as she leaned down for another kiss.
"God, you are more beautiful in real life than I ever imagined in my fantasies" said Bill. As they both stared into each others eyes between kisses.
Bill ran his hands across Karen's face, combed his fingers through her hair and just smiled. Another Kiss, and more caresses. Karen grabbed the champagne off the ledge and took a sip, then offered the glass to Bill.
Taking some soap and a lathering his hands, Bill ran his palms across Karen's Breasts and Belly, her body sitting between his legs by then. Bill was nibbling at her neck and ears as Karen moaned in enjoyment. "I can't wait to be inside you" Bill said as he ran his hand over her mound. "I've been dreaming about you night and day ever since I found you on that damn computer"
"I want to taste you. I want to make love to you and cum inside you but never stop. I want to feel your orgasm all around me. I want to wake you up in the middle of the night to make love to you. I want to fall asleep in each others arms with my cock still hard inside you. I want to take you like you have never been taken before"
"Take me Bill. Take me, please"
The End.
Sodium
I had just begun a relationship with a man. Everyone at work calls him Sodium, the nickname I had given him. Just like the element, Sodium is a shiny white metal that is extremely reactive and explosive when mixed with water, yet when mixed with chlorine gas, that same metal reacts to form the most essential spice of life: Salt. And acting very much like the element, which is a good conductor of both heat and electricity, his touch can send millions of pulses through my nerve endings. His presence is so strong that I can sense his entrance into a room without ever seeing him. When I look into his blue eyes, they sparkle with a devilish danger. He has a smile that's warm enough to melt the polar ice caps, and each time I see him, my heart skips a beat. At 6'2", he appears to intimidate most others, yet I feel comfortable in his shadow. One cannot help but notice how sensual his forearms are, and how the veins on the backs of his hands roll whenever he talks about anything with a passionate tone. He looks good dressed up, dressed down and maybe even undressed.
Which is why I planned this special weekend to the last detail, beginning with a quiet dinner Friday evening, and ending up in my aunt's little beachhouse at the lake Sunday morning. I planned to have him dressed up for dinner by 7, dressed down for the short trip to the beach by 10, and then completely undressed for me by midnight. We had reservations at a quaint little place on the bay where privacy was as much a part of the service as the exquisite food. I had arranged for the maitre d' to seat us at a cozy table in the corner. A vintage bottle of Merlot would be chilling on ice. I spent the afternoon shopping, so that I would be able to look my finest. The new skirt I picked out showed just enough hosiery to be tantalizing but tasteful. And I sized it a bit smaller to show off my firm, yet rounded butt.
And just as the moment my plan was going to be set in motion and become reality, I received an emergency call to return to the environmental lab where I worked. There had been an accident on the highway, where a truck transporting contaminated oil overturned on the road. The spill was contained, but the Department of Environmental Resources needed immediate confirmation that the environmental damage was minimal in order to reopen the highway to traffic. I was the only chemist they could depe
nd on to analyze the samples. My boss declared over and over that he owed me one. Boy, did he ever! I was extremely disappointed that my well-made plans were unraveling before my eyes, but a little part of me deep inside was thrilled to have Sodium see how valuable I was to my company and what an asset I was to my community. He not only understood my frustration at this untimely event, but he even offered to keep me company while I ran the tests.
"Dinner can wait," he said.
"But I'm not sure how long I can," I replied.
I set off to work as quickly as a horny girl could, while still in a skirt and heels, moving on a slippery linoleum floor. Test tubes, pipettes and solvent were a blur. One way or another, we were still getting to that beachhouse on time. Naturally the samples would not be so sympathetic to my desires. Nothing was going right. I didn't know whether to burst out crying, or slam the whole sample batch against the wall, when I felt the warm breath of Sodium on the back of my neck.
He smelled wonderful. A curious blend of Old Spice and mentholated shaving cream? I couldn't tell for certain. As he kissed the back of my neck and ears ever so softly, he told me that I looked so hot and exciting to him in my navy blue lab coat, safety glasses and latex exam gloves. He wanted me to analyze him. He was just the distraction I needed to clear my head. The back of his hand stroked my cheek as he kissed my forehead, then my eyelids, my nose and my mouth. His tongue licked at my lips, circling them, while he occasionally gently sucked on first my upper and then lower lip.
Knowing that this was delaying my plans further, I sent him to my desk and gave him the computer to fool around with. It's amazing what a little motivation can do to help a person finish a difficult task. As I was standing at the bench working up the samples, Sodium approached me from behind, silently getting on all fours. He began to lick my legs right through the hose, starting at my ankles, working up to the backside of each knee, and then down again. "My God," I thought. Once reaching my knees, he continued to lick me all the way up to my butt. Up and down. Then he licked across to the other side and back down that leg to my knees again. He slid his head up under my skirt, pressing and sliding the sides of his face against my inner thighs, rubbing with his nose and occasionally nibbling on my butt cheeks. He licked until his tongue was dry and began to feel like sandpaper.
Noticing the change in my breathing and the scent of my wetness beginning to seep through my lace panties, he began to run both of his strong hands up and down, inside and outside my thighs. Just when I got into the rhythm of his touch, he would reach from behind and rub my mound, running his palm all the way up to my stomach and then back down again, sometimes just stopping his fingers on my clit and pressing hard against it right through the hose and panties.
I could barely stand. My knees were about to buckle. It was then that he stood up, fully erect, behind me. His arms cradled me as he whispered, "My little buddy and I want you right now."
All I could do was nod my head in agreement. His legs spread mine further apart and as he gripped and tugged at the crotch of my pantyhose, he said, "Jesus, are these things your chastity belt?"
"The last thing I want to be is chaste with you," I panted as I handed him a pair of scissors from my labcoat pocket. "Cut them."
"But these panties," he growled, "let's leave them on." He bent me forward, resting my upper body on the benchtop. He pulled my panties over to one side exposing my waiting pulsing opening. My wetness, without panties to contain it, was now beginning to flow slightly down my thighs. A wiggle of my butt was the only signal I needed to give him that I was more than ready for him to enter me. It slid right in. My urgent gasp got Sodium even more excited and he pulled out just to the tip of his shaft and thrust himself deep inside me. I wanted to scream with delight.
He told me to: "Go ahead. Scream. I want you to beg me to make you cum." He said he wanted it to be so good that is was going to hurt to sit. His strength and power scared me a bit, but excited me more. As soon as I began to thrust my pelvis forward and back, Sodium dispersed his chemical contents into me, as he couldn't contain himself any longer. It felt as though an ocean were flowing fully up inside my quivering vagina. The thrusting and pumping continued until after both of our orgasms had ended, guaranteeing that both of our fluids were a homogeneous mixture.
He slumped over me on the bench. Neither of us could move. Breathing was laborious, as if there was not enough oxygen in the room.
"Let's go to dinner," he said, "and then I want to eat you for dessert."
The End.
Memories
Waking up was always TreTia's favorite things to do. Starting a new day, a new adventure, and new experiences just beyond her front door. This morning was like every other morning. The sun shone in through her bedroom window, spilling the golden rays across her lavador spread and white eyelet laced canopy. Stretching and mewing like a newborn kitten, TreTia smiled and looked around her. Proud of her ability to make this English flat a home.
Getting up and walking to the mirror TreTia looks at her figure...smoothing down her long silk red nighty she takes stock in her appearance.... Long blonde hair with red highlights that reach below her small waist, small button nose, eyebrows shaped like angels wings, hazel eyes that border on a brown green, small chin and a cute round face.
Smoothing her hands around her lush and perky breast still up and pointy after 2 children, noticing how they weigh in her hands like soft mounds of feathers...closing her eyes she remembers back, when she first knew it would be him, how he used to touch them to bring her to life. Moaning she squeezes her nipples between her fingers and rolls her head from side to side.
Spraying one hand down her still flat tummy, TreTia starts to go back to her past, that day. Oh yes that day.
Getting ready for work TreTia decides to start her new job with a bang. Looking in her closet she looks for something daring and yet presentable. Seeing her thigh length dark blue skirt and a red silk blouse, she takes them out and lays them on the bed. Going to the shower she turns the taps on to a nice steamy hot spray. Stepping into her shower stall and closing the see through curtain, she picks up her lavender scented soap smoothing it across her breast and tummy, she feels her body awakening.
Moving her hand low to the soft mound of light blonde hair, TreTia reaching between her thighs she slips a finger between her sweet lips feeling her clit and coming alive, she rubs it in small circular motions. Moaning she reaches up with her other hand and squeezes her nipple....
Feeling the building of the her quick fire she leans her forehead against the shower stall and enjoys herself, liking the knowledge that she can bring herself to this edge. Building her orgasm to frenzy she shouts out with a soft cry and releases her juices on her fingers and hands.... Slowly bringing her fingers it to her lips, she taste herself and smiles.
Finishing up in the shower she gets dressed. Putting on stockings, red lacy bra and panties, and her blue spiked heels. Being only 5'4" TreTia felt she needed the extra height. She slips into her skirt and blouse. Places her hair up in a round bun on top of her head.... Applying her make up and pearl earrings, TreTia grabs her briefcase and keys and heads out the door.
Stepping out of the taxi, TreTia pays the driver and looks up the tall building. Wondering what wonders await her here in this tall metal building with windows everywhere. Walking boldly to the front entrance, she gives her name to the receptionist... Looking very confident in her out fit. TreTia goes to the elevator and goes to the 15th floor.
Knowing that the person she needs to see is in the office down the long hallway and to the left, TreTia goes to the restroom before she goes to the office.... Looking in the mirror she smiles at herself remembering this morning in the shower and getting that feeling again.
Smiling wickedly at herself, she goes in to a stall and takes off her skirt and blouse... folding them she puts them in her briefcase and puts on her long coat. Feeling the soft suede on her skin... she smiles again.... Walks out of the st
all and the bathroom....
Going down the hall, TreTia opens the big double doors and walks to the secretary's desk. Telling the secretary her name she is motioned to the door. *He is expecting you* the secretary announces.... *If you will excuse me I need to go to the post office, Please tell him I will be back in an hour* Smiling the secretary leaves the office. TreTia looks at the door.... Smiles a wicked smile and slowly walks to the door, excitement raiseing through her.
Slowly opening the door TreTia slips in unnoticed. Leaning against the door, she watches him. So handsome. All that dark hair, broad shoulders. Reaching behind her, TreTia locks the door. Hearing the click, the handsome man at the desk looks up. Looks at the woman leaning against the door, taking in her long legs and coat.... Her hair up in a tight bun, her pouty lips. And the sparkle in her eyes.
Leaning back in his chair, the handsome man throws his pen on the desk.... Give the lady a look that could melt ice cubes... *Hello, may I help you? * His voice goes through her like quick sliver landing all warm and sweet in the juncture of her thighs