The lobby was vacant and still. I sat there lost in a mixture of fear and apprehension but maintained a visage of calm.
In the room she leaned against the table, twirled her hair and stared at me in an assiduous manner. Her eyes searched mine and I had to look away. She smiled and directed me to the shower. The soothing rush of warm water relaxed me and I waited patiently on the massage bed.
Her mannerisms took on a deliberate and erotic edge as she slipped out of her negligee. She placed her hand on my shoulder and her energy flowed through my body. The dimness of the room was replaced with a warm deep glow that allowed us to open up to each other. She leaned in and lightly kissed me. I reached over and ran my finger up her thigh, softly past her breast and circled her face resting in her hair. She appeared to lose her sense of sentinel determination and for a brief moment, allowed me to see how beautiful and real she was.
I touched her lips with my finger and placed my face between her breasts. She ran her fingers through my hair and guided me downwards. I sensed her movements and became one with her. Lust replaced passion and reality melted into fantasy. I savored her essence and was able to drown myself in her.
She pulled me up to her face and looked in my eyes, I did not look away. Her lips spoke in whispers and I succumbed to an atmosphere drenched in lust. Her tongue, fingers and hair caressed my body and overwhelmed my desires. I completed my journey on her and she delicately settled me back down from fantasy to reality.
I watched her as she discovered a small ribbon of the experience trickling from her index finger. She looked at me and smiled, a bit flattered, and then motioned to the shower.
As we dressed her conversation was relaxed. She assisted with my jacket and brushed the dust off of my shoulders. I turned to face her; she squeezed my hand, kissed me lightly on the cheek and walked me to the door.
The lobby was vacant and still.
Goodbye Emily, you were an
In the room she leaned against the table, twirled her hair and stared at me in an assiduous manner. Her eyes searched mine and I had to look away. She smiled and directed me to the shower. The soothing rush of warm water relaxed me and I waited patiently on the massage bed.
Her mannerisms took on a deliberate and erotic edge as she slipped out of her negligee. She placed her hand on my shoulder and her energy flowed through my body. The dimness of the room was replaced with a warm deep glow that allowed us to open up to each other. She leaned in and lightly kissed me. I reached over and ran my finger up her thigh, softly past her breast and circled her face resting in her hair. She appeared to lose her sense of sentinel determination and for a brief moment, allowed me to see how beautiful and real she was.
I touched her lips with my finger and placed my face between her breasts. She ran her fingers through my hair and guided me downwards. I sensed her movements and became one with her. Lust replaced passion and reality melted into fantasy. I savored her essence and was able to drown myself in her.
She pulled me up to her face and looked in my eyes, I did not look away. Her lips spoke in whispers and I succumbed to an atmosphere drenched in lust. Her tongue, fingers and hair caressed my body and overwhelmed my desires. I completed my journey on her and she delicately settled me back down from fantasy to reality.
I watched her as she discovered a small ribbon of the experience trickling from her index finger. She looked at me and smiled, a bit flattered, and then motioned to the shower.
As we dressed her conversation was relaxed. She assisted with my jacket and brushed the dust off of my shoulders. I turned to face her; she squeezed my hand, kissed me lightly on the cheek and walked me to the door.
The lobby was vacant and still.
Goodbye Emily, you were an