Resistance
….I did something which perhaps I shouldn’t have but I have no regrets. In fact, every time I think about it I can’t help but smile.
I flew back to the UK last night and bumped in to my old manager, Ben, at the airport. He had just flown back from Madrid. It’d had been a while since we last saw one another so we shared a cab in to the city and went for a few drinks. I’d always found him attractive but I knew he was off limits and technically, so am I. After perhaps a few too many glasses of champagne we ended up at his hotel room…
Everything was innocent, or so it seemed. Before we knew it we were kissing like lovers, slow, intense, full of passion. I can’t remember when I was last kissed this way. It felt so good. Everything from the way he kissed and teased my earlobe with his tongue to the way he ran his fingers over my skin. We undressed and the more he teased my ear the wetter I became.
He kissed his way down my body, slowly scattering gentle kisses all over me. He kissed my inner thighs and teased my clit so sweetly with his tongue. He took his time and completely blew me away. He teased and teased me to the point where I almost thought I couldn’t take anymore. He was very nice, teasing and satisfying. It seemed and felt so much more than “just sex”.
I didn’t want to outstay my welcome so I left first thing the next morning. I wasn’t so sure what to say but we kissed, hugged and said goodbye…whether we will see each other again is a different story but after the attention he paid me he deserves it – big time!