Unfinished Business - Part 1

We’d been chatting almost on a daily basis since I found you on Facebook and sent you a message out of the blue. It had been 36 years since we last saw each other. We dated for a couple of years but we were very young and the intimacy between us had never been taken to the full limit. Our chats would, at times build up to some steamy conversations, getting us both hot and bothered, before we toned things down and agreed our conversations would remain platonic. It never took long before we crossed every boundary and rule we had laid down. This happened three times when we realised we were just kidding ourselves.

I had finished work early before heading straight over and checking into the motel I had booked. You were still a couple of hours away from arriving. We’d worked out where we’d meet. Just a friendly drink, a game of pool and if we stayed in a public place we’d be safe. That’s what we kept saying. We both knew what would really happen. I was planning to have a few drinks so I would walk to our meeting place. You’re too much of a gentleman to let me walk back alone at night. I’d offer you to come in for another drink. I have Jack in the fridge. You’d come in. After all, it’s just one harmless drink. This was my plan.

I freshened up, changed out of my work uniform and chilled for a little before heading to the pub. You’re already there and I spot you immediately. I head over to you and you stand up. I stop and just look at you, struggling to truly believe that you’re standing in front of me. What do I do? Do I hug you? Maybe now that you see me in front of you, you might not want to hug me now. Do I just say hello and sit down? Do I head to the bar for a drink? You step towards me put your arms around me, drawing me into a tight hug. I snuggle deeper into you and breathe you in deep. You kiss the top of my head and hold me tighter. For that brief moment, we’re alone in the room and the rest of the world doesn’t exist. It’s just us. I look up at you and smile as I look into your eyes and you look down at me and smile. We snap out of it and remember we’re not alone and there are people around us.

We get some drinks and sit and chat. We decide to have that game of pool we’ve often mentioned in conversation in the past. Pool table is set and you suggest I break. I plant my feet apart and bend over the table, trying to concentrate on breaking the cluster of balls to create a nice scatter over the table but, instead, all I can think about is how much more gorgeous you are in real life and hope my breasts aren’t quite on display. I wore a top which shows cleavage because I know you like my cleavage but now wondering if my choice of outfit may not have been so appropriate.

With each shot we take on the table, it appears the sexual tension keeps increasing. Those few times you stroked my back, were they all just accidents or did you remember how sensitive my back is and kept lightly stroking your fingertips against it on purpose?

We finished our game left just looking at each other. I pat my pockets on my jeans and tell you I’ve left my phone back in my motel room and should go and get it, in case one of my kids try to reach me. I take a step backward, wondering what your response will be and you tell me you’ll come with me, offering to drive as your ute is parked right outside.

We’re in your ute, right outside my motel room and just looking at each other. I ask if you’d like to come in. We could talk more openly and freely about anything there with no one else around. Adding I have some Jack in the fridge and we could chill with another drink. You seem to like that idea and accept the offer.

You follow me as I step inside the room, closing the door behind you. I stop when I hear the door close and turn to face you. You step closer to me, standing right against me. You rest your hands on my waist for a moment before wrapping your arms me again. This hug is tighter, warmer and feels more intimate. My arms snake their way around you and I hold you just as tight. Again, you kiss the top of my head and I look up at you, looking into your eyes again. You stoop down to kiss me. Testing by brushing your lips against mine a couple of times. My hand has made it’s way to the back of your neck, lightly stroking the back of your neck with my fingernails, trailing one finger around your ear and I gently push your head back down to me for another kiss, lengthening this one to a deeper one. Your tongue strokes the tip of mine. Our bodies are tight against each other, even as the kiss ends and, looking down at me, you brush the back of your hand over my cleavage. I try to appear patient, resisting the urge to take all your clothes off and take control. Reminding myself to let you stay in the driver seat this time and telling my dominant side to stay under the service. You can see that side of me next time. I slide my hands underneath your top, holding my hands flat against your sides, stroking up and down with my hands. Your skin feels amazing against mine. You stoop down for another kiss, one arm around me with your hand on my back and the other hand slides in under my top, sliding up my side and over my back. I arch my back but you don’t stop there. Your hand slides up and down my back a few times before coming back over my side and rests on my stomach for a moment. You bring your hand up higher, brushing across my cleavage again before delving your fingers inside the top of my bra and cupping my breast. Holding it for a moment then resting your thumb on my nipple for a few seconds before rubbing your thumb back and forth over it.

Sliding your other hand down and under my top, you have both hands at the bottom of my top and you swiftly pull it up over my head and drop it to the floor. I follow your lead by doing the same with your top, bringing my hands to your back, trailing my fingernails up and down your back for a few moments before bring both hands to your chest and rubbing my forefingers back and forth over both of your nipples. I then take them both between my forefinger and thumb, bring my head to your chest and lick the tip of your nipples. You place a finger under my chin and gently push up to lift my head up so I’m looking at your face so you can lower your head and kiss me again, drawing the kisses out and savouring the moment. I stroke your neck and shoulders while we’re kissing and you reach behind me and unhook my bra, pushing it down over my shoulders so it falls to the floor. You hold me tighter, bringing my body closer against you, my soft skin against yours, rubbing against you every time I move in the slightest. We stop kissing for a moment, our faces close together, looking at each other as your hand slides around to the front of my body, cupping my breast and your thumb rubs my nipple.

I reach down to the waistband of your jeans, searching for the button and zipper so I can undo them before sliding my hand inside your jeans. I let out a sigh as my fingers brushed against your cock through your jocks. I get up on my toes for another kiss as I reach into your jocks and lightly stroke my thumb over the underside of your cock and my fingers over the other side before curling my fingers around your cock, stroking up and down with my thumb. With both hands, I push your jocks and jeans down to your ankles in one motion and I step backward, you step forward so you can step out of them and kick them aside.

I start to kiss down your neck, over your shoulder and across your chest. Gently pushing my soft lips against your skin, opening my mouth in my kisses and brushing the tip of my tongue against your skin. My hand and fingers curled around your cock again and my other hand lightly trailing circles over my bum with my fingernails. I cup your balls and massage them with my thumb and fingers and move my hand up and down the shaft of your cock, occasionally stopping to trace circles at the tip.

I lower myself to my knees as I get lower down your body and you feel me breathing over your cock. I trail the tip of my tongue up the shaft of your cock and then close my mouth over it, working some circles with my tongue. I have both hands on your ass, one on each check and rake my fingernails up and down your ass. I suck on the end of your cock for a short while before working my mouth down your shaft, flattening my tongue against you, stopping occasionally to rub my tongue up and down a little before proceeding. The tip of your cock hits the roof of my mouth and I lean my head forward and down to take the rest of you in as you rub along the roof of my mouth, squeezing my mouth around you and sucking once I’m at the base of your cock. I bring my hands to your balls as I suck on your cock, lightly scratching your balls before cupping each one in my hands and massaging them. I bring my mouth back to the tip of your cock and kiss and lick my way back down your shaft until I get to your balls. I run my tongue over and around your balls before taking each one, one at a time, in my mouth, rubbing them with my tongue and sucking on them.

I get back up on my feet and you go straight to my jeans, undoing them and pushing them down. I step out of them and kick them aside. You rub my clit with your thumb and run a forefinger along, realising I’m so wet and there’s not much foreplay needed there to get me wanting you. You slide a finger inside and I softly moan against your lips. I want to feel you inside me so badly but, our bodies have changed so much since we were last naked together and you want to take a little more time exploring. We fumble our way into the bathroom and stop to get the shower going and the water temperature just right.