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The Seduction
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The Seduction
by Dulcinea
She'd planned everything carefully. Clothing was packed for both
of them, in one small bag, she noted with a smile. This weekend
she wasn't planning on them needing much to wear. Reservations
were made, special instructions passed on to the hotel. She'd
even soaked in lemon-scented water, then dressed carefully so he
would be surprised later in the hotel. Everything was perfect.
Boy, was he going to be surprised! With their jobs lately,
they'd both been so busy, they came home and crashed, holding
each other as they slept. They needed time away from everything,
just to be with each other. She yawned, then forced herself to
wake up. Falling asleep now would be wrong. She'd managed to
get off work early, and get herself ready for this weekend; if he
came home and found her asleep, the weekend would be spent a lot
differently than she imagined. She forced herself to get moving.
She waited in his car for him to come out of work. "Whoa! Hi
there!" he said, startled as she rolled down the driver's side
window. "What are you doing here?"
She smiled pleasantly, motioning him to come around to the
passenger seat. "I thought I would surprise you and take you out
to dinner."
"Well, that is a great surprise!" He dropped his brief case in
the back seat, sinking into the bucket seats. "You look
fantastic."
"Thanks." They fell into normal conversation, speaking of their
jobs and things that had happened during the day. She noticed
him sneaking glances at her, his eyes appreciatively wandering
her legs, her body, and she couldn't help but feel excited. When
he looked at her like that, it always made her feel hot and
bothered. She loved it when he looked at her like that.
The restaurant she'd chosen was out on the edge of town, a small,
cozy little place, very intimate, and it had the best food
around. Dinner was delightful, the food delicious, and they
laughed all through the meal. "It's almost a shame to go home,"
he said as they were leaving.
She smiled, but didn't answer. Instead of heading home, she
turned away from the city, ignoring his questions. In a short
while,they arrived at the hotel she'd picked, a quiet little
place with a view of the water. Handing him the suitcase, she
led the way inside.
"You are very sneaky," he said once they were inside the suite.
"And you've been very busy. This is wonderful."
"This is just the start." She stepped into his arms, hugging
him, pressing her warm body against his. They kissed
passionately, their hands exploring each others bodies as though
they'd never touched. "Oh, my," she sighed contentedly. "I've
missed this."
"Me too." He pulled her closer, and she could feel his erection
pressing against her. Grabbing his hands at her waistband, she
pulled him after her, leading him into the bedroom. Turning of
all the lamps but one, then walked back into his arms.
Her patient fingers worked the knot in his tie, sliding the
material from his neck and letting it fall to the floor. Palms
down, she ran her hands across his chest, tugging the tails from
his pants. Unbuttoning the shirt now, she smiled, an impish grin
that he had to respond to. He left his hands at his sides,
letting her do as she wanted. She obviously had plans, and the
idea excited him even more.
Button by button, her hands moved down, until she pushed the
shirt over his shoulders. He watched as his dress shirt tumbled
to the floor, raising his arms so she could remove the
undershirt. She rained small kisses across his chest, his
shoulders, walking around him to kiss his back. She nibbled at
his shoulder blades, listening to him gasp, before walking around
to face him again.
"Tonight," she whispered, her hands beginning to loosen his belt,
"I want you to relax. Forget the job, forget about
responsibility. I want to make you feel good." He groaned as
she unzipped his pants, the pressure of his tight slacks gone
from his throbbing cock. Sliding his pants down, she asked him
to sit on the bed, then removed the rest of his clothing. "Lay
back and relax," she told him, kneeling before him.
He did as she bid, sighing as her mouth slid around his throbbing
penis, sliding down to capture him completely in her mouth. He
was so hard right now, his cock swollen, the head almost purple.
She knew he was close to coming, feeling the head twitch at the
back of her throat. She backed off, licking the head, kissing
his throbbing balls, drawing his orgasm out, making him moan.
"Please, honey." he said.
That was enough. She fastened her lips about the helmet, sucking
like a baby with the bottle. His moans grew louder, stronger,
and with a cry, he exploded, sending a gusher down her throat.
She swallowed fast, sucking until he called out, brushing her
away. "Oh, no more... please," he moaned happily.
Smiling, she stood, stepping away from the bed, waiting for him
to recover sufficiently. When she had his attention, she began
to unbutton her blouse, rolling the satin off her shoulders to
flutter to the floor. The lacy bra underneath reveled her hard
nipples, dark against her pale skin. His eyes glittered as he
stared, watching her every move with unconcealed delight.
Unzipping her skirt, she let it fall, her satiny slip right
behind it. The panties she wore were as sheer as the hose, and
he licked his lips when he saw them.
Propping one leg on the bed, she undid the garter, carefully
unrolling the nylon to her ankle, then sliding the foot along the
bed to where he lay. With a smile, he lifted the foot, removing
the heel and kissing the toes before he slipped the nylon off.
"I don't suppose I can keep this foot while you undo the other,"
he laughed.
She laughed with him, pulling the foot back and replacing it with
the other. He repeated the actions with the second foot, kissing
each toe before removing the nylon. This one he didn't let go,
rubbing the soft skin, massaging the curving muscle, kissing her
shin. She didn't fight him, leaning onto the bed, letting him
draw her closer. His tongue danced around her knee, licking up
her thigh. His fingers entered her pussy, pushing around the
crotch of her panties, sliding in between the wet lips. He made
her moan, and he smiled.
Three fingers sunk deep inside of her, his thumb rubbing her clit
with gentle strokes. Her soft cries were music to him, and he
played her as she had played him, bringing her to edge then
backing off before she could cum.
He waited until she was begging, pleading with him to let her
cum, then he pulled her across the bed, shredding her sopping wet
panties with a single tug. Opening her legs wide, he licked her
bare lips, circling her clit once. His tongue slid deep inside of
her pussy, his nose bumping her clit as he fucked her with his
tongue. With a cry, she came, her hips bucking against him.
Her taste and her smell was more than enough to bring him to
erection again. Swinging around, he entered her, quickly,
sinking his cock as deep as he could. She gasped, bringing her
legs up to wrap around his body, pulling him against her body.
She came almost immediately, a continuation of her first orgasm,
her back arching as she cried out in pleasure.
Lowering his mouth, he began to kiss her, on the mouth, on the
cheeks, on her neck. Her hands roamed his body, stroking and
rubbing, clutching at his ass as he brought her to a third
orgasm. He loved the feel of her body beneath him, bucking
against him, her cries of pleasure filling the room. The feel of
her pussy walls tightening around his cock, pulling deeper,
milking his cock. Faster and faster he drove into her, thrusting
harder, until his cries joined hers and they came together.
They collapsed together, laying side by side on the king size
mattress. He undid her bra, lazily running his fingers across
the hard nipples. "Coming here was a great idea," he said.
She nodded, resting her head on his shoulder. Her hands played
over his body, enjoying the feel of him. "And the best part is,
we still have all day and tomorrow." She scratched his stomach,
hearing him moan happily. "And Sunday morning, too," she added
sleepily.
He laughed, catching her right hand and bringing it to his lips.
Her left hand she let wander, rubbing his body, the two of them
laying together in silence. In a few moments, they were both
asleep.
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