We've been chatting for a week and really have a great connection. Fun, flirty, plenty of laughter and a chemistry that suggests we'll be a good match, so I ask if you'd like to meet for drinks to see where it leads.
We plan to meet at a local bar on a Saturday night. I arrive first, and I smile immediately when you walk in the door. You look stunning in a long dress that clings to the curves of your body. You smile too as you see me and walk over to sit down next to me. The conversation is easy and exciting, the two of us looking into each other's eyes, touching hands, feeling the electricity between us. I place a hand on your thigh and you part your legs, inviting me to run my fingers higher, up the slit in your dress. I feel the tops of your stockings give way to the warm, smooth skin above and you let out a soft gasp. It doesn't take long to know that we both want more, craving something that's been missing in our lives for so long. I ask if you'd like to go somewhere more private and without hesitation you agree.
I drive us to the hotel, and we talk the entire ride there - talking about favorite bands, weekend plans, and everything but what we know is coming. When we get to the elevator, I pull you close and we kiss as the doors close. Tentatively at first, then becoming more passionate. I feel your lips part as we explore just what the other enjoys. The doors open and we laugh with relief that we didn't get caught.
When we reach the room, we immediately resume where we left off. Holding each other close, my fingers caressing your face, down your back, over every curve. Under your dress, feeling your heat through your panties. You move against my fingers, urging me on, applying pressure where you need it most. I feel the wetness through the silken fabric, telling just how much you want me.
I lay you back on the bed, kissing my way up your legs, letting you feel the heat of my breath as my lips move along the sensitive skin. I love that you wore thigh highs for me, knowing how much they turn me on. Kissing first over your panties, then peeling them off to expose you completely. I run my tongue over one side and down the other, circling your most sensitive spot before tasting more. Your fingers running through my hair, soft moans letting me know when I discover something you love. Fingers curling inside, bringing you over the edge.
You push me away, looking me directly in the eyes as you tell me you want me. We quickly undress, laughing that we're both far too overdressed. Once I'm above you, we kiss deeply, and I enter you an inch at a time. You gasp and tell me how you love the way I stretch you, and I tell you how good you feel around me. Holding myself deep, enjoying the feel of you gripping and releasing me. The softness of your skin, the way we move together, hips arching as we feel so completely fulfilled.
We make love for hours, pausing occasionally to hold each other, to kiss, touch and tease even more. Neither one of us wants the night to end, but we both know this is just the start of many, many more amazing nights.
A little about me - 49 (but look and act much younger), 5'9", brown hair, deep blue eyes, athletic. Really can't believe I'm looking for an affair, but it's been over three years with no intimacy and this sexual camel has reached his limit. Love to laugh, love creativity and sensuality, and I'm not in any hurry. Drug and disease free, vasectomy safe, and I'm not looking to break up anyone's marriage or leave my wife. If you're interested, I would love to hear your fantasy and see where it leads.