Hands On My Body - Sex Stories

Hands On My Body

... my juices, diluted by the steady stream of the shower. As he stood, I turned to kiss him with open mouth, tasting myself on his lips and tongue. We finished the shower, dried each other off, and he got dressed for the meeting. I slipped into one of the complimentary terry cloth robes and watched him get ready for his day. It was such a unique perspective.

"Listen, I won't be long," he said as he gathered his things to head out. "Why don't you go have some breakfast and then come back to the room. Or order room service if you'd rather hang naked," he smiled. "I arranged for a late check-out," he said, smiling proudly, "so no need for you to get dressed...yet. I'm going to want to play when I get back -- and before we head back to Charlottesville. Something tells me you want the same."

"Something tells you right, Jack."

He left and I laid back down to luxuriate in the beautiful room and huge stately bed. What a 24 hours this had been? And it wasn't over.

I was going to dress and go downstairs, but decided instead to use room service. I ordered breakfast and ate it hungrily when it arrived. I felt decadent -- naked in a hotel room robe and awaiting my new older lover who would, undoubtedly, ravage me as soon as he returned.

My phone buzzed and I saw it was a text from Jack. "When I return I want you naked -- on the bed -- face down, ass up -- facing away from the door. I'll text when I'm entering the hotel, Gracie. I want you ready for me."

I loved that I was ...

... in the center of all of this. I was in Richmond with my summer boss, he was meeting with the mayor, of all people, I was naked in his hotel room and he wanted me naked and posed when he returned. I smiled and relaxed as I awaited his text. I needed to touch myself -- I needed to be ready for him. My robe opened and I let it fall away as my hands caressed my body, knowing before long I'd be fucking Jack -- again. And no one knew.

His meeting was at 9 and it was just before 11 when my phone buzzed again.

"I'm entering the hotel, Gracie. Get ready for me -- you know the drill."

I did. I threw the robe over on a chair and neatened up the bed. Then I got on it facing away from the door where he would enter. I was on my knees and leaned over until my head was on the mattress. I felt so sexy -- so alive -- so ready. My God, I could tell I was dripping with anticipation as I awaited his arrival. As soon as I heard the zip of the key card entry, I'd pull my cheeks open for him. I felt like such a dirty girl -- depraved and so alive at that moment.

The key card buzzed and I groaned softly, reaching behind me to pull my cheeks open for him -- as he had commanded. I heard a deep growl and that eased the concern that it might be maid service entering the room. I didn't look -- I just waited as he moved about the room. Then I heard him approach the bed and I heard the sounds of undressing.

"Very nice, Gracie. What a nice vision to return to. You look...incredible." I heard a ...