Worth the drive...

She had left work early and she was driving to see him. He, was a man she knew as a boy twenty years ago when she was in high school. They had reconnected over Facebook a few years back and had chatted on and off about various things. She, with curiosity, always found herself liking his postings and found they’re interests very similar. Until a couple of weeks ago she hadn’t spoken to him in a long time. Out of the blue he had responded to one of her postings with an almost uncanny ability to hear her calling out for a friend. Before long he was playfully flirting with her and she was responding; he made her feel wanted. She focused on the road, she was almost there. He had mentioned to her a few weeks ago that he was going to be within driving distance of her, on a work trip to Washington, D.C. She had made excuses at first but over the weeks had changed her mind and found a way to leave work early and drive down for the night. She really could have anybody she wanted locally, a guy from a club, someone from the gym; but she wanted him. His intelligent sexy mind had sucked her in. She had shared private photos that few people had seen, he had reciprocated. He spoke of what he wanted to do to her body and make her feel. He had made her throb just from his photos and words on plenty of occasions over the last couple of weeks. She pulled into the hotel parking lot. She looked over herself one last time, her make-up looked good still and her hair was in place the way she wanted in. She wore simple jeans that made her ass look good and some black boots. A simple black tank top with a light sweater was on top; even though it was spring there was still a chill in the night air. She grabbed a small overnight bag she had brought with her, locked the car, and walked into the building to find his room. Her heart was beating hard in her chest as she knocked on the door of the room number he had given her. The door opened and with a big smile he was there. It had been 20 years but he was still handsome; an older wiser version of the boy she once knew. His hair was cut short, and his youthful dark complected skin did not give away his age. He greeted her warmly and ushered her into the room, taking her bag and placing it near the closet in the room. He hugged her in the way that old friends do, a strong but comforting embrace bringing him close to her. She smiled as she inhaled the light scent of his cologne. He motioned her to the couch, he had two glasses and wine on the table. A nice smooth syrah, one of her favorites she thought as her poured a glass for her and one for himself. He made a simple toast “to old friends, and new beginnings”, smiled and took a sip nodding her head. She knew why she had come, she had one purpose on her mind but wanted to talk and get comfortable first. They chatted lightly about nothing, not wanting to commit to a topic that might distract them. As they chatted and the bottle began to empty she leaned closer to him resting her head on his shoulder as they talked. He gently caressed her leg. The conversation began to lull and they sat on the couch listening to each other breathe, her feeling very safe in his presence. He took her glass and put his and her own on the table. He turned down the bright lamp. He leaned back and began to kiss her neck and ear softly. She sighed and relaxed and felt herself let go of the past all in one instance. He ran his fingers through her hair touching her neck, she closed her eyes and he kissed her cheek, her chin, her lips softly. She parted her lips and allowed his tongue in, it was a wet slow passionate kiss that stirred her womanly passion like it had not been in quite some time. she felt a tingle run through her whole body, giving her goosebumps, hardening her nipples and sending blood flowing to the area between her thighs. she put her arms around him and pulled him close, kissing him back slow at first then with more vigor. His hand moved from her face to her breast and he began to rub and squeeze it. She had not worn a bra tonight as her tank top gave enough support and his hands felt good through the cotton. She arched her back pushing into his hand and its caresses. He slipped off her sweater and peeled off her tank top; she was now exposed to him. She sat on the couch, he kneeled on the floor. He began to kiss her neck and chest flicking his tongue out tasting her skin, licking her. His warm hands held her breasts and gently squeezed them. He pinched her nipples gently which brought a moan forth from her mouth. He moved his mouth expertly down to her right breast and took the hard pink nipple into his mouth. He licked and sucked it, the nibbled in gently, squeezing it with his hand at the same time. He swirled his tongue around the nipple and then repeated the process on the other side. She began to squirm a little on the couch, her hips moving almost unconsciously indicating her readiness for him. He unzipped her boots and then unbuttoned her jeans and slid them over her hips. He pushed down the legs and pulled them off of her ankles. He put them aside and focused back on her as she lay there in her black lace thong. He was in between her knees and placed his hands on her thighs gently massaging them. He began to kiss them going up on leg and down the other, being sure to purposely miss the warm spot in the middle. As he worked his way back up the other leg his fingers began to touch her lacy panties. At first he teased her by putting his warm fingers under the waistband and rubbing her skin softly. He traced the edge of her panties with his fingers along the inner thigh lightly brushing her warm pussy on purpose through the lace as his fingers moved across and traced up the other edge. He placed his warm palm firmly on her soft mound, she wondered if he could feel the wetness beginning to seep out her through the lace. He slid her panties to the side and gently rubbed her shaved pussy. His index finger slipped into her and instantly found her throbbing clit. He swirled his finger around it in a circular motion. She gasped and moaned loudly and his finger massaged her. He then slid his finger into her, fully engulfing it in her wetness. He moved his finger around slowly inside her, feeling for and locating her g-spot. He began to tickle it firmly causing her to writhe in ecstasy. She saw him smiling in the dim lamp light; he took pleasure in her pleasure. Just as she neared the edge of her first orgasm, he slowed his paced. He slid off her panties, she slid her hips to the edge of the couch in anticipation of what she knew must be coming next. She closed her eyes and felt his warm wet tongue begin to lick her just on the edge of her wet opening. He began to lick and kiss all around her warm pussy; then his fingers parted her lips and he kissed her right on her hard clit. He opened his lips and his talented tongue began to lick her. He moved his tongue first in a circular motion, then side to side, and then left to right. Her orgasm began to build again. He licked her inner folds and then plunged his tongue into her sweet pussy tasting her most feminine nectar. She began to moan louder and with purpose. He moved his tongue back to her clit and slid his finger back inside her rubbing her g-spot once again. The dual sensation pushed her over the edge and her orgasm flooded over her and she came from his mouth. She was breathing hard and he slowed down working her down from her climax. He came up and kissed her, she tasted her sweetness on his lips. He got up to his feet and began to pull her over to the bed. She stopped him, consumed by passion and from the couch undid his belt and jeans. She reached inside his black boxer briefs and found what she was looking for. She felt his hardness and slid down his pants. He knew what was coming next as she took him into her warm wet mouth. She slowly began to work her tongue around the tip of his penis. He moaned with pleasure as she used her hand to move back and forth along his shaft as she was sucking him. She licked up and down his penis and took his warm scrotum into her mouth gently so as not to injure him. He let himself be vulnerable to her mouth, sucking in a breath as she sucked on him. She returned to his penis and began to work in earnest, she felt him swelling in her mouth but just as her did he stopped her. He pulled her to her feet whispering in her ear “I don’t want to waste it on that”. He took her hand and led her to the bed. As she lay down he undressed quickly. He lay down on the bed next to her spooning her and holding her in his warm arms. He kissed the back of her neck and massaged her breast with his hand. She felt his hardness in her back and she pushed back toward him. He angled back slightly and his hand gently lifted her thigh. As they lay on their sides he entered her from behind; she pushed back against him with every stroke. He continued slowly at first then picked up his pace; she felt his warm breath on her neck. The sensation gave her goosebumps. He slowed and out and rose to his knees behind her. She drew her legs up and he entered her again this time on his knees. His strokes were more powerful on his knees, pushing deep into her with each back and forth motion. She felt her pussy take him in gripping him with each wonderful stroke. He took her top leg and open her leg and placed the leg on his shoulder to form an “L” shape with her legs with her still on her side. This position offered just a little different sensation than the last and she enjoyed every bit of it. After fucking her hard for a little bit, he slowed once again and pulled out. He let her leg down and gently motioned her to pull her hip of the bed and rise up on all fours. She needed no further coaxing as this was one of her favorite positions. she put her head down on the mattress and he entered her. He moved and back and forth with an intensity she had not felt yet tonight. She felt his hard penis deep inside her and his balls slapping against her clit; a wonderful sensation. He spanked her ass, she felt the sting and the feeling added to her pleasure. Just when she though he would finish he stopped again breathing hard. “Your turn” he said “I want you to ride me”. He lay on the bed and she mounted him, her knees on the bed, gently sliding onto him. She began her riding motion, grinding her clit into his pelvis. He pushed his pelvis right back into hers helping her orgasm build. She moved in a back and forth motion then in a circular motion making sure she was making his penis hit all the right spots. His hands squeezed her breasts as she rode him; he pulled her down to kiss him. As they kissed passionately her orgasm came again as she was grinding on him. It was an intense orgasm that shook her as her kissed her. He held her against him as she lay quivering, chest to chest. After she had recovered, he rolled them over with him still inside her. He was now on top and he spread her thighs open as he sat up right. He held on her thighs and began to slide in and out of her again. Even though she just came, the sensation was amazing still. He began to stroke harder and faster, she knew he was close. She felt him begin to swell inside her and her began to moan loudly. His strokes were hard and fast and then he pulled out…she felt his warm cum hit her stomach and chest; she gasped as it splashed onto her. He collapsed in pleasure next to her breathing hard. He went to the bathroom and retrieved a warm wash cloth and cleaned her up as she lay there, he then crawled into bed next to her. He held her as she began to succumb to sleep, “hope I was worth the drive” he whispered in her ear and she smiled as she fell asleep. The next morning they had each other again and then showered together. They dressed and said their goodbyes. He had to go back to the students, she had to go back home. As she drove away she replayed the previous nights events in her head. With a big grin on her face she already knew she could not wait until they were able to meet again.