I decided to take a trip back home, to my old stomping ground. This is where I was born, grew up, went to college, and spent my 20’s. A few days into my trip, I went out with my friend, Gail. We were sipping apple martinis and catching up when I saw him. Steve was a man from my past. I had an affair with Steve through almost all of my 20’s. He was truly the best sex I’d ever had. We had a sexual chemistry that always seemed to take us to new heights together.
Immediately I felt nervous and turned on at his mere appearance. I couldn’t take my eyes off him when he noticed me. He joined my and Gail’s conversation, sitting next to me. He was always a forward type of guy, so I expected some kind of advance towards me.
As expected, he put his hand on my leg under the table. His touch caused me to tense up. I hadn’t been touched in almost a year. I felt tinges through my body as I tried to relax. He knew me well enough, sexually, to know if he was doing something to me. I didn’t stop him. I had a jean skirt on and his hand on my skin was amazing.
Gail’s phone rang and it was her daughter. She excused herself from the table and walked away. Steve turned to me, keeping his hand on my leg and started to tell me how good I looked. Now rubbing my leg, I could feel myself getting wet.
Gail came back to say goodbye. She left to pick up her daughter. Steve and I sat there for a while, flirting and talking about old times.
I’m not sure what possessed me or how I got there, but the next thing I knew, we were using a key card into a hotel room. I wanted him and I needed the escape… no one would ever know and I could have some much needed pleasure. The door opened and we walked in. Steve put the card down on the table and turned back to me. He came right up to me, took my face in his hands and started kissing me.
All I could do was stand there, kissing him back. I could feel the swelling in my pussy getting worse, the need was getting stronger. I wrapped my arms around him and allowed him to take control. He untied the strings that held my top on my body. The top fell to the floor as he cupped my large breasts into his hands and began to massage them.
Lowering his head, he began to lick around my nipples. I gasped as he began to suck my nipples. I held on to his neck and let my head fall back and just enjoyed it. After paying sweet attention to both nipples, he brought his mouth back to mine. He lifted my jean skirt and began to feel the smoothness of my pussy. I moved my legs to allow him better access.
He parted my pussy lips and started to rub my clit. It felt so good, I allowed my moans to show how good I felt. He continued on, but it didn’t take much more to make me cum. He slipped his finger inside me and played in my wet cum. He took his finger to his mouth and watched my eyes as I watched him lick it off his fingers.
“You taste as good as I remember.” He kept sucking my juices from his fingers and then kissed me.