Signature lush greenery welcomed me as I swerved into the
tranquility of the Shangri La hotel. Renowned as a botanical haven,
the main building of the hotel stood majestically amidst beautiful
flora. After haphazardly parking the car, I entered the main lobby,
unconsciously walking hastily, half wanting to see her as soon as
possible, the other half was seemingly powered by pure lust.
The friendly doorman, a tall, well-built and royally dressed Singh
greeted me heartily with a wave as I breezed past him, myself
managing only a weak smile.
I had an inkling that he had subsequently verbally insulted me
silently with some Hokkien expletive served with a pinch of
Singh-lish. Taking no heed to anything else other than meeting up
with my baby, I entered the hotels grand lobby and called
her.
Coming down dear!, she sounded chirpy and excited upon knowing
that I had arrived. My heart warmed and beat stronger in
anticipation of what was going to come. A room, a bed and the two
of us together. A perfect recipe on a perfect day, not to mention a
perfect hotel. It was truly a blessed feeling to be me. Finally,
after a hideous long time of not getting laid, I was within the
grasp of making out with someone, someone who recently triggered so
many emotions within me.
I thought about days past where we were only Yahoo pals and some of
the more memorable chats we had. Fast forward to the first meet up
cum date when I sent her off to the airport for her business trip.
That first magical hug. The subsequent dinner date and the
unforgettable kiss that we shared. If this wasnt love, then what
would it be?
The seconds ticked past, never to be had again. It seemed that I
was waiting for an eternity for her arrival. In that short span of
time, I actually looked at the time thrice, wondering if this was
all a scam and she would be hiding behind a wall or pillar, staring
at me, laughing at me as I stood here waiting for her, anticipating
a good hot afternoon filled with unending orgasms.
My worries were unfounded as I suddenly felt two familiar arms
going around me from the back and her warm presence as I was hugged
tightly from behind.
I turned around and held her, our eyes locking. Her smile exuded
the purest form of happiness as we embraced for a short moment.
You are so late. Looks like I have to punish you.
Kissing her forehead, ignoring the stares from the rest of the
people around the lobby, I feigned a hurtful look at her statement.
You are so beautiful today, punish me all you want.
She took my hand and led me away to the lift lobby, both of us
knowing what was to come and without skipping a beat, rushing
hurriedly to our love nest. She told me on the way up that her
sisters were spending the night with her as the room reservation
was a get-away they planned for. I was invited to have dinner
with the girls but for now, we had some quiet time on our
own.
Dear, before you came over I was surfing your blog again and was
reading your Domestic Affair. It was really driving me crazy with
all the naughty thoughts. She stood close and held my arm so that
I could feel the soft mounds of her breasts and inhale the
marvelous scent that was uniquely hers.
She was dressed casually today, in a pink tube top that only served
to accentuate her figure in ways one could only imagine. Her thin
maroon colored bra straps had the effect of her wearing a spaghetti
top. A yellow and pink casual shorts complimented the top. I found
myself staring lovingly at her smooth and slightly tanned legs,
legs that I would soon be running my hands over. As there were no
one else in the lift, I inadvertently put my hands around her
waist, slowly moving downwards to pat her butt as she laid her head
on my shoulder.
We had only a couple of hours and I wanted it to be special for us.
Although I just ejaculated this morning due to my own doing, I felt
ready for another round and even more so wanted to impress her in
bed. Though many do say that true love does not encompass great
sex, I beg to differ. Great lovers and even greater sex will propel
a relationship to even greater heights as sex is a fantastic way to
open up, to share and to make a couple bond closer and
harder.
As we made our way to the room, we held one another so close as if
we were newly weds on our honeymoon. Dear, do you want to take a
shower? She asked mischievously.
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