She was pleased when her secretary said he was on the phone. She had not been with him for two weeks and could already feel the need to hear his voice on the phone.

She had wondered if he would call her, she wondered if he would get them a hotel room, if he needed her, as she now needed him. For the last two weeks when her phone rang she hoped she would hear his voice say "Hello baby – can you meet me tonight?"

At her desk her thoughts would turn to him, his voice, his fingers, his body. The last time she saw him was at his birthday party in a friends apartment and he still would only say he was somewhere in his late 40’s so they just put the number 4 on the cake and everyone laughed and had a nice time. They left separately and met later at his apartment. She still did not know why they followed this routine but by now did not care as long as they followed it. He told her then he would call her at her office this week and as always he kept his word.

The day dragged on as she kept watching the clock…finally it was 5:00 P.M. She took her make-up that she always kept in the lower drawer of her desk just incase he called and went to the ladies room. She needed to look her best for him so she began to check her make-up and comb her hair. She took our their favorite perfume and put a quick spray mist of Musk by Alyssa Ashley behind her neck where he loved to nuzzle, and on her inner thighs where he loved to nibble and on her breasts where he loved to bite. Finally satisfied he would like what he saw she drove to meet him.

As always he was there ahead of her, sitting at a table with their drinks already ordered. He knew the hotel quite well after their meetings here and knew exactly what non-alcoholic drink she would order and she smiled at the tall flute glass of sparkling cider. They sat and discussed their day, the hassles, things that did not get accomplished. After a short time she started to relax and they soon started to leave work in the past as their conversation changed to a lower tone of how they were glad they could meet tonight and be with each other.

After another half hour of conversation he smiled at her and said, "I want to go to our room now, is that okay with you?" He knew her reply would be yes as he automatically stood and reached for her hand. He smiled at her as they walked outside the lobby doors, "Satisfied that I got a room with an entrance to the parking lot? I remembered you hate to walk through a lobby to the room." She looked up and smiled and was rather glad he checked in for them while she waited at the table. "I know you think I am silly about this but I just hate for people to look." "Baby, no one there even knows we are meeting each other much less care -that’s why this is called a hotel." He chuckled and put his arm around her pulling her tight to his side while he opened the hotel room door.

They entered the room and as usual she stood there as he swiftly turned on the lights, then he slowly turned and stared at her as he started to walk back to her. His moves and stance were of someone sure of himself, shoulders straight, back straight, knowing exactly what he is about, why he is here and more what he wants from her.

As he crossed to her he took off his jacket, threw it to the low dresser and then continued his path closer to her. The look in his eyes made his intent quite clear to her and for a moment she wanted to leave, but just for a moment. Then he reached her and tenderly ran his fingers over her cheeks. Closing her eyes she could feel his thumb run sensually across her lower lip and her tongue automatically touches his finger as he rubs back and forth watching her start to relax and be his.

She opens her eyes and looks deep into his as he quietly says, "Come away from the door, baby" and he takes her hand and walks with her over to the bed.

She stands quietly between his thighs and he again reaches up and again caresses her face, her lips and pulls her down for his kiss. Her lips are soft and sweet as he feels her melt into his lips wanting more of him. He now feels her tongue dance with his and he moans his approval and encouragement. He feels her leaning more into his body, reaches with one hand and cups the back of her head pulling her close as his other hand reaches to caress her breast through the light fabric of her beige blouse.

He continues his kissing and caressing until he hears her sigh into his mouth with pleasure and then slowly his fingers move and one by one the buttons on her blouse become undone. His mouth never leaves hers, keeps her in a state of sensual feelings as his hand slides inside her blouse to caress her flesh. He moans at this first touch of her skin to his needing fingers. He needs to feel her skin and now it is time for him to appease this need as his fingers slide over her skin – touching, caressing.

With a practiced move he unclasps her bra and pushes it up to expose her breasts to him. He has waited too long for this meeting and his fingers immediately need to feel her nipples at the same time his tongue drives in her mouth. He kisses her passionately, his tongue exploring the secrets of her mouth. He pulls her tighter against his mouth deeply grinding his lips hard against hers. She can feel her emotions turning to passion and need and moves closer to him as her hands start to run over his shirt pulling at it, dragging it slowly out of his slacks.

It has been too long since they have been together and the need they feel is too great for slow movements. She pulls and tugs at his shirt but he grabs it, pulling it off quickly, sending buttons flying in all directions. The need for her hands on his skin are needed deep within him and her fingers now splay over his chest moving over his heated skin...touching…raking nails over him…leaving a thin trail of a red mark…her mark of possession.

He pinches her nipples and she automatically moans his name from the intense feeling that burns through her nipples. He loves how her voice gets low and throaty as she moans his name on such a whimper of need. He pulls her breasts close to his mouth and takes one nipple sucking on it till it hurts her and she tries to move back but he has her between his teeth and will not let go. She pushes on his shoulders but he sucks and bites pulling her closer.

His hands unzip her skirt and he slides it down over her hips. She steps out and he unfastens her garters and slides her stocking down her legs so she is naked for him. This is how he likes her. His hands now roam over her body as he marvels at her soft skin under his rough hands.

He stands up and pushes her down on the bed. Standing he stares into her eyes as he unbuckles his belt and slides it out of the loops, slowly so slowly he slides his black thin leather belt from his pants and hangs it over the headboard. Still staring in her eyes he slides his pants down and frees his waiting, throbbing, thick cock. He stands there and lets her look at him, thick, his member engorged with need.

He pushes her further onto the bed and slides off her panties. He slips to his knees and pulls her to the edge of the bed moving each leg over a shoulder. "NO, stay down, just stay and let me do with you what I want". He gently takes one hand pushing her down and lowers his head to her waiting heat.

Gently he takes her pubic hair in his teeth pulling on them – she keeps it as he has told her, short but long enough for him to play with. He kisses her mound sliding slow wet kisses over her outer lips, over her thighs. His movements are slow, sure, possessive and his hands move up and down her body touching her nipples as he gently pulls her closer again to the edge of the bed.

Kisses, raining over her soft thighs, to the point where he nuzzles his mouth against her and parts her soft lips hiding her treasure to him…parting her, kissing her where her body is starting to burn for him. The low moan from her is all he needs to hear and he starts to gently lick over her.

Keeping his tongue soft and gentle he prods and sucks on her clit lightly, sensually, keeping the pace so soft, so smooth. He slides his hands back down her body tantalizing her skin with the rough pads of his fingers. He cups his hands under her ass and brings her hips higher to his mouth lifting her hips off the bed so she is resting on her shoulder blades and he controls the lower portion of her body.

He holds her to his mouth drinking her nectar…sucking and licking her until her moans become louder, her body trying to move against his mouth. He feels her giving and he curls his tongue driving his tongue into her depths. Tasting her flowing honey he sucks on her and licks her.

Again, and again he sucks her clit, nipping at it, feeling her moving more and more under his mouth. Her body feels warm to his lips and her trembling starts in her thighs. She can feel herself start to tremble and his name is whispered as her need for him and only him starts to spiral out of her control.

She reaches and pinches her nipples hard as she cries her need for release from this burning heat. "Yes, baby cum for me"…He bites her clit gently and she starts to moan as her body jerks in the first wave of orgasm as it washes over her. He can feel her cum, her scent and taste is what he needs from her. This is what he has waited weeks for – her body, tasting her, licking her, sucking her, owning her as no other man can own her.

He moves her up on the bed and she is still dazed from spasms as he climbs up her body slowly. He looks in her eyes as he now moves over her stomach to sit straddled over her under her breasts. He takes her hands and places them on either side of her breasts cupping them around his hard shaft and the feel of her soft breasts engulfing his cock makes him harden and swell.

He can feel his scrotum rubbing on her soft skin as his cock moves between her breasts. She squeezes her breasts tighter against his cock and looks in his eyes…then down watching the head of his cock poking out between her breasts dripping a trail of warm pre-cum on her chest to between her breasts.

She moves her hands moving her breasts over his cock and is enthralled at the sight of his member moving between her breasts, close to her face and sliding back between her breasts out of sight. His balls constantly rubbing up and down over her silk skin begin to tighten. His cock sliding in and out of those soft breasts again and again, "Tell me honey, do you want this cock?" She looks at him with soft sensual eyes full of glazed passion and whispers, "Yes, you know how much I need you." "No, baby I don’t…tell me, tell me now baby – you have the softest breasts, want me to cum on them baby, do you?"

She looks down at his rock hard cock now slamming in and out of her breasts. He is leaning over her body, his arms on either side of her head as he slams in and out between her breasts, fucking her tits like a tight cunt. "Tell me baby, my balls are so tight and this cock has a load for you, tell me now!"

She is dripping again from his cock pumping between her tits and moans, "Cum on me please, I want to feel your hot load on my tits." It is all he needs to hear and his growl and movements turn to a man needing total satisfaction now, from only her.

He groans deep in his throat and moves hard against her body so his balls tight now with the need to cum drag hard up and down her body – the friction drags them back and forth as he moves. He looks down at those white globes of flesh he is fucking with his cock. Her nipples so red and swollen as his cock pushes in and out of them. Tighter… She pushes her breasts tighter against his throbbing cock as he moans almost at the brink, "Talk to me baby, tell me, now tell me."

She looks at her lover staring into her eyes and answers his need, "I want you to cum on me, I want to feel it, I need to feel it, now, I need and want you to fuck my tits and give me your load."

She squeezes her tits tight and watches his expression turn to one of possession as his cock begins to shoot hot cum over her chest, her cheeks. She laps at the cum that hits her on the lips and licks her cheeks where she can reach it. He is still pumping between her breasts, more cum splashing over her lips. - hmm she loves the taste of him. Needs his taste as he needed hers.

Possession, raw need, is what keeps them coming back at each other week after week. He looks down at her and leans down kissing her lips lowering his body on top of hers. "I was going to put you on your knees but those tits of yours drive me crazy". He moves down to suck on a nipple and she moans her pleasure at the feel. He could see they were sore from his teeth but he continues to lightly suck at them brushing his lips over them gently until he can feel them once again harden and she begins to move beneath his mouth.

He knows she is still hot and can cum for him again and his fingers slide down her body as his mouth worked his magic over her nipples. Again, pulling on them and sucking them tight as he pulls her nipples high.

His fingers find her again and she moves on them but says, "I do not think I can really cum again, maybe we should rest". He laughs and looks in her eyes, "No, baby, you can definitely cum again and will cum again…for me." He starts to finger fuck her and she closes her eyes and lets her body start to grind on his fingers, fucking them until she again screams his name and spasms on his fingers, tightening around them until he feels her body relax and loosen on his them.

He slides up next to her and holds her close folding her in his arms and whispers in her ear, "You drive me crazy, are you going to meet me next week when I call?" He is already smiling knowing her answer and she knows he knows but whispers back, "Yes, for as long as you want me I will meet you and be only yours."