An Evening With M Part 1

Having felt really guilty about having to cancel our last meeting at the last minute, I’d arranged a new date with M for the 1st of the new month. We met quite early after work at my favourite little Italian. We both agreed it seemed a little early for food, but snacked and shared a bottle of wine. We hailed a cab for the short trip to the hotel that J had booked for me. I was giggling that at 7 o’clock I often hadn’t even left the office yet!
The room was small but nice and warm. J had thoughtfully arranged for a bottle of champagne on ice and, rather strangely, some flowers. M was all over me as I struggled to pop open the bottle, reminding him that I just had to shower and freshen up first. His idea of ‘‘showering together’’ was quickly dismissed on inspection of the bathroom (but anyway I didn’t really fancy getting my hair wet!).

He undressed me as we kissed and squirmed in the bathroom. I was disappointed that my bra and panties were slipped off without a mention as he kissed and nibbled at me passionately. He did comment on my boots though as I stepped out of my skirt and panties. I’d worn my small ankle boots that I often wore to work. I’ve never considered them to be strikingly sexy but he was gasping as he stood back and looked at me standing naked, but for my boots. He was still fully clothed but I could clearly feel his excitement through his pants as he embraced me again telling me ‘‘you are incredible’’.

I’d turned on the shower and slipped out of my boots as he undressed. He does have a nice body. Younger than J or S, and a little slimmer and more muscular. His cock sprang out of his pants as he took them off . . . it was obvious he was already extremely excited. We embraced again and he lifted me slightly and pushed me back against the sink. He was rocking me back and forth trying to push into me, but the tiles were cold on my bum and I just had to push him away ‘‘be patient, I have to freshen-up, we’ve got all night yet’’.
I left the shower running as I finished and got out and he wrapped the towel around me and then stepped into the shower himself. I went into the main room to touch-up my face (I always feel I can never completely wash-off my make-up when I’m with my lover). As I re-lipsticked my lips I remembered a little turn-on I occasionally do for J, and added just a smidgeon of lipstick to my nipples. Not too much to be obvious, just a smear to give them a slight waxy taste when they are sucked (as I knew they would be).

M called out from the bathroom that he wanted me to do something for him. He was towelling himself down, his cock still bouncing around fully erect. ‘‘Would you put your boots back on for me?’’ I laughed and asked if he’d like me to get completely dressed again, but sat down on the toilet seat and pulled them back on. He pulled me to my feet and unwrapped me from the towel. ‘‘Now you have to walk naked to the bed.’’ I giggled and walked slowly across the room. I have to admit I actually felt quite aroused by his obvious excitement. I stopped at the side of the bed and he was behind me, reaching around to cup my breasts and rubbing his cock between my bum cheeks. I turned and we just completely let ourselves go. He was all over me. Deep tonguing kisses and then huge gasps as he discovered the lipstick on my nipples. He sucked feverishly, groaning even more as I asked him to ‘‘chew them gently’’. There are times when I love my nipples being sucked really hard, and there are times when I don’t, but tonight I was definitely loving it.

We fell backwards onto the bed and he pushed into me almost straight away. M is far more aggressive than either S or J and he seems to enjoy taking the active role. He stood back up and pulled me to the edge of the bed, lifting my legs up so that my booted ankles were on each of his shoulders. He was stroking into me with really deep rhythmic thrusts whilst pushing the palms of his hands over my breasts and squeezing my nipples. Although it was quite an erotic position I wasn’t finding it as arousing as he obviously was. He was stroking and groaning in time with his thrusts and I knew he was at the point of coming. I managed to gasp out ‘‘not inside me, I want it on my tummy’’ just in enough time. He pulled out and then fell foward onto me spurting all over my chest. I pulled him up onto me and then rolled him over on his back as he continued to spasm and shake. He was apologising for coming so quickly at the same time as continuing to shake and shudder. I actually enjoy seeing my man let go like this and I told him so, which seemed to give him even more shudders and shakes.

We lay for quite some time, just cuddled together, before I managed to pull the sheet from under us and cover us up. We lay talking for ages, about our different relationships. He said he couldn’t understand how my husband could let me have an affair, and how he could never do the same.
He was stroking me gently as we talked and then began playing with my nipples again. I was soon quite aroused and pushed him down between my legs, telling him I needed ‘‘some kisses there’’. Now it was my turn to gasp and groan and, thinking of the way he’d been pumping into me, I began thrusting my pussy back and forth into his face. I knew he wanted to move up and into me again, but I was close to coming and I held his head with both hands commanding him to ‘‘fuck me with your tongue’’. I came easily and almost as quickly as he had . . .

We settled into a cocooned embrace and dozed for a while, but his occasional shifting of position and the rubbing of his cock against me made it clear he wanted more. I wasn’t ready for any more pumping just yet, so slid down to play with him. I really do enjoy feeling my mans reactions when I lick and suck around his cock. I was taking him inside my mouth with a sliding motion pausing to nibble gently around his head before sliding down over him again. He was absolutely rock-hard and groaning loudly. I pulled myself up on top of him, sliding myself up his body until my pussy lips were sliding over him. I still wasn’t ready to have him inside me, but was getting more and more slippery as he reached up with his hands to play with my breasts again. I was looking down on him and telling him ‘‘you can only play with my tits, you can’t touch anywhere else’’. He was bucking his hips madly as I kept sliding and then lifting away. When I finally let his cock find the spot and then pushed down on top of him we both gasped at the same time. I was bouncing up and down on him now and enjoying the feeling of being in total control. He asked me to swivel around on him and face his ankles. I had to stop and re-adjust my position and though he seemed to enjoy it, I’d lost my concentration, so after a few thrusts I turned back to my previous position of facing him. He was soon back into the rhythm of pushing up against my downward thrusts and I could tell from his expression he was near to the point of bursting again. I was trying to time it right to pull away, but he was still thrusting as I lifted off, so I slid my breasts down onto him. With an almost painful cry he spurted a shot of come straight up his chest and across his cheek and pillow. I was giggling as he pulled me down onto his chest and I rubbed myself over the rest of his come . . .
We slept until morning, though it was very early when he awoke me with more stroking of my breasts and nipples. We caressed and cuddled for awhile until he turned me onto my side. He was much calmer and slower than he had been the night before and we rocked back and forth against one another until he came again. He lay back whilst I lay my head on his chest and we dozed until his phone alarm went off.

Time to shower, dress and down to the Breakfast Bar for juice and toast. Passionate kisses outside whilst we waited for his cab. I asked ‘‘Did I make up for letting you down last time?’’. ‘‘Oh Yes. When can we do it again?’’

I was exhausted at the office all day. Exhausted and excited and anxious to get home to re-live it all again with J. And we did, and it was wonderful. More on that in Part 2.

Best wishes - Edith

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