Hot Bedroom Videos
Two days together recalling the past and acting it out.
I decided to lie. I said, "Amazingly, I am planning to stay at the same hotel as you."
Mike was pleased, and we walked back to the hotel. While we were walking, he held my hand. I idly wondered if Billie Jean worked on commission. If so, I owed her, big time. When we got to the hotel, he proposed to walk me to my room. Very gallant, unless he had a hidden agenda.
I was backed into a corner, and I had to confess I had nowhere to spend the night. I hoped he did not think I was a tramp and this was an attempt to come on to him. But anyway, he did the obvious thing; He offered to share his room with me. Before I accepted, I checked my phone one more time.
Thank God, there was a message from my friend. She was on holiday in Bali, of all places, but she said I could use her apartment. She wrote, "The key is in the usual place. You know what I mean." I did, too. She always leaves a spare key hidden in a certain way. I explained this to Mike, and he insisted on taking me there.
We grabbed a cab, and Mike and I went to my friend's apartment. Of course, I invited him in. He plopped down on the couch, and I put on some soft music. I hunted around Grace's kitchen, looking for something to offer him. "Chocolates and cognac, Mike?" I asked.
I gave him a glass and a small plate of chocolates, and sat down in the armchair. "I am so glad my friend Grace came through. No offense, Mike, but I met you only today and am not ready to share a hotel room with you. I am not sure I could have maintained my virtue all night in the same bedroom as you."
Mike smiled, mischievously.
"Well," I added, "Actually, I'm sure I could have done it. It just would have been a struggle."
"I understand, Nancy. But rest assured I would have been a perfect gentleman," Mike said.
"Even if I have these?" I asked, as I leaned forward so that Mike could once again feast his eyes on my luscious boobs.
"God, you have gorgeous boobs, my lady. And yes, they are tempting. I may well have given into temptation. Come sit here next to me, and I'll show you," Mike said, a gleam in his eye.
"You'll show me how you're a gentleman?" I said, as I rose from the armchair and began to walk over to the couch.
"Absolutely," Mike said.
I sat next to him, and he waited two full seconds before leaning over and kissing me gently. I kissed back, and we kissed for a long time, at least 10 solid minutes. The kisses got more intense, we opened our mouths, and our tongues became the best of friends. We finally came up for air.
Mike leaned back, he looked at me, and I lost myself in his eyes, as I felt his hands unzipping my sweater. Damn. A minute later I was naked above the waist, and Mike was enjoying my boobs to the max. My breathing got heavy. It was not from any erotic stimulation of my boobs, although lord knows Mike was trying, it was just from Mike lusting for me so strongly.
I needed that; I realized I had been lonely since moving to New York. After a while Mike started on my skirt. I told him no. I reminded him that we had met only earlier the same day, and I was not that kind of girl. He apologized, and then he offered me a ride back to New York. He was returning to the city in the morning.
I said yes, and he told me he would pick me up at 10am. "Come at 9:30, then, and enjoy my boobs for a while before we get on the road, okay?" Mike gave me a broad smile, and I smiled back.
After Mike left, I was very horny, but I was proud of myself for making Mike wait before I gave him my body to do with as he pleased. I undressed and found a man's T shirt in my college friend's bureau. I smiled to myself (good for her, I thought) and decided it could work as my nightgown.
I was watching TV, having lecherous thoughts, when the doorbell rang.