The Slutty Bride 2 - Sex Stories

The Slutty Bride 2

"Hi. I am here to see Miss Kate Watson." I told the very busy receptionist of the Plaza hotel. "Room No. 3205," informed the attractive receptionist, after a quick glance at the hotel records. I took the lift for the third floor reluctantly. Even now, after coming this far, I was not sure if I should be meeting her. With every second I thought, I must run back, and not meet Miss Kate, but my lack of options didn't let me do it. After walking through a long corridor after getting out of the lift, I was finally standing outside Room No. 3205. I was hesitant to knock the door. I knew, once I got inside, everything from my past will be back. But the time was running out, and I was already late, so I knocked the door thrice, and waited for a reply. The door opened immediately, and I was greeted by a familiar face. A face that I had been trying to forget for the past one year. A face that I hoped never to see again. But, that face was staring at me once again, with the familiar, devilish smile. I was hoping she would say something, but she just kept on looking at me. I felt scared and embarrassed, and my head bowed down in front of her, involuntarily. "Come in, my dear," were the first words from the gorgeous Miss Kate, before she turned around, and walked into the huge room. I followed her immediately. I was seeing my former Mistress after a complete year, but she looked just the same. She hadn't changed a bit. She still looked as gorgeous as ever. I assumed she knew I would ...

... come to see her, that's why she chose the particular dress that she was wearing. That bright red dress looked perfect on her. It showed her breasts perfectly, and was barely covering her ass, just the way she loved it. And the red,high heels gave Miss Kate the perfect stance. I was loving the sight of her, as I obediently followed her into the room. Miss Kate sat on the only chair in the room, while I kept standing in front of her, with my head still bowed down. It must have been a few minutes before Miss Kate spoke again. "I am very disappointed with you, dear. I thought we shared a good, and loving relationship. I cared for you, but you decided to break my heart. I was heartbroken after you left. I cried for days, remembering you. I tried to contact you, but it seemed that everything you had told me, was a lie. It seemed you didn't love me at all." She took a pause, hoping for me to say something, but I didn't utter a single word. I couldn't. "It took me a lot of effort to find you," she continued. "I didn't want to blackmail you, and should have politely asked you to meet me just once, but I knew you wouldn't have come. I wanted to see you, my dear." She got up from the chair, took my face in her hands, and kissed me on the lips. I thought about resisting, but her passionate touch, her kiss, made me weak, and I began to kiss her back. That was the most passionate kiss I had in the past year. Vikas was a good kisser, but nothing came close to the way Miss Kate did it. "I am ...