2! A private relationship
We passed two or three emails - as before no one had email, we had it we were, almost obligatorily, university or similar, and it was a kind of white duckling tale of the goat and the wolf - before meeting the conditions:
"I do not know anything about you, do not even want coffee before or after cigarette. You go up to the hotel room where I stay, call the door, you'll be waiting. If I do not like, you go the way you came. And if you agree, we do what we do, and you go away once we have finished. The less talk the better "
Said and done, I said the hotel (a luxury hotel by the sea, he said he worked there and be quiet), time, and I said I announced at reception saying: "I have a meeting in room nnnn" to let me pass.
Coming into the room. Doubts arise ... how I was sure who was going to get? How in heaven's name, I knew I would be waiting for a woman, not a Lord with all your weapons ready? In this case I was prepared to say that I had mistaken the room, and run away.
I call, a woman's voice asks who I am, it opens the door of a room almost dark.
"I was expecting. Let me smell you "
I flipped. "Let me smell you." No "you see." He came to my neck, sniffed (yes, I know that you can think of an advertisement for Axe, but no), and apparently I passed.
"We have two hours, do not talk, we have nothing to say, we will not see"
"But ..."
"Shhht" putting a finger on my lips. Do not talk.
His mouth followed his finger, kissing me as if there were no tomorrow. In fact, for us there was not.
He went to bed, turned off the light from the bedside table, was only the light on the entry.
And there in that bed, we did what we usually do in these cases. With desire, eager, curious, too, and without words.
No.
He spent half an hour, she got up, went to the bathroom, started up the shower, got into the cab, I went after her. I did sign in, we shower, we lathered each other. She made a fellatio last there, standing in the cabin, in broad daylight, in the shower, I remember with nostalgia.
Over, when I was still catching his breath, he said, you have to go.
And this is the last I heard of it.
Never responded to my emails.
June 2nd, 2009 at 23:30
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