He waited by
his car in the parking lot as I approached. We ducked in the back door, through
the kitchen like a scene from “Goodfellas” then up a flight of dark stairs
leading to his apartment. “The walk of shame”, I used to call it when I had to
walk past the hotel lobby hosts. That seemed like an eternity and yet those
same feelings stirred inside of me. The irony is that the Spicy Italian and I
are both single now and perfectly within our rights to go to his place and
fuck.
The doorway
led to a quaint and cozy efficiency with a beautiful leather couch, big screen
television, kitchenette and neatly made bed in the corner. He invited me to sit
on the couch for a few moments. We chatted as I removed my boots. We had no
time to spare. We both had to get back to work. Yes, it felt like the old days.
He began kissing me as he moved his hands along my body. It was technically the
first time we kissed so I wanted to savor it. He felt nice. He smelled nice.
“Let’s go
over to the bed,” he said revealing just a hint of a European accent. We began
to undress ourselves. I was happy about that. I was not dressed for a play date.
This was quite spur of the moment after days of naughty texting and cock
photos. I peeled off my tights, dress and mismatched bra and panties. He
approached me and again began kissing me passionately while he guided me up on
the bed and immediately lay on top of me.
“It’s been a
while,” I have been telling him this for weeks. In my mind it has. He moved his
fingers inside of me almost commanding me to cum. He put his cock inside of me
and immediately threw my legs over his shoulders not even realizing that this
is one of my favorite positions. I could feel ever inch of him thrust inside of
me pumping slow at first then picking up speed.
“Suck your
pussy juice off my cock,” he said as he rolled off of me. I worked his head
with my tongue and he guided me showing me exactly what he wanted. As I sucked
some more he said “Oh yeah keep going, keep going.” As I sucked I tasted his
juices flow and continued sucking in his cum. His voice was hypnotic and before
I realized it I drank him all in.
We lay for a
while kissing and touching each other. It was warm and comfortable.
“What time
do you have to be back?” he asked.
“As soon as
possible.” I said with a smile knowing that my absence would certainly be
noticed.
He walked me
down the stairs, through the kitchen and out in the parking lot. “Text me when
you are done with work,” he said just after giving me a passionate kiss
goodbye.
I stumbled
up the road to my office still shaking from the orgasms he commanded of me and
wondered…had anybody in the office noticed that I’d been gone?
