As Soon As I Saw Him - Sex Stories

As Soon As I Saw Him

... silk, with matching nightdress. And with a slight blush, an expensive and exquisite half-cup black silk basque and matching panty set. Black sheer nylons and tall spiked naughty heels completed my purchases. Fifty five minutes later, I stood just inside the lobby to the conference room, nervously twisting my wedding band round my finger, with butterflies in my stomach, and slightly short of breath. As a last thought, after a good soak in the huge bath, I had dabbed perfume between my breasts, and on the mound of my pussy, as well as the more usual places. I was just like a girl going on her first date, me, a widowed woman of nearly fifty, not bad looking I thought, but no movie star. Tony was precisely on time, neither a minute early, nor a minute late. I thought he looked gorgeous, so neat and dapper in a white tuxedo and black dress shirt, with a deep crimson hand tied bow tie. He looked delighted to see me and looked me over with a silent whistle that made me blush. Clasping my hand in his he led me into the room. I don't really remember much about the dinner. What I hadn't realized was that Tony was the guest of honor, and that the purpose of the event was to present him with a very prestigious award. But I was in a dream, and my mind kept on turning to what might be going to happen once it was over. Would it just be a case of a goodnight drink, or the start of something more? Tony's romantic gifts led me to hope so, but perhaps I had badly read the signs. When we got ...

... back to my suite, I kicked off my pumps, and sat down on the sofa with my feet curled up under me. Tony opened the refrigerator and poured us each a glass of champagne, before sitting down beside me. “A toast,” he said, raising his glass, “to a beautiful and remarkable lady who did me the greatest honor by consenting to be my companion this evening.” I blushed. “I am the one who is honored,” I replied, “I hadn't realized that you were such an eminent and important person, while I'm just a rather ordinary middle aged woman.” “Nonsense,” he said, for the second time that evening, and he smiled. “It would have been so tedious without you, all those pompous men, and their boring speeches. While he was speaking Tony was stroking my hair, and when he finished, he took my glass and put it down on the table with his. Then gently cradling my chin with his hand, he turned my face towards his, and softly kissed me on the lips, making my heart flutter with joy. We kissed for a long time, gently at first, but then more deeply, and finally passionately, our breaths mingling, and our tongues exploring each other in a slow seductive dance of delight. Oh, he was, and is, such a wonderful kisser, his kisses full of promise of greater delights to come. Eventually we came up for air, our pulses racing, and our bodies full of desire and longing for consummation. I didn't care what was "proper" or not, I wanted to go where my body wanted to go and I asked him to get comfortable and I would be right ...