September 14, 2015 Monday
Date: Mon Sep 14, 2015 8:01 AM
From: Sassy
To: Brett
Subject: RE: Lunch
Good morning Brett! Hope your week is off to a grand start. Such a lovely cool morning.
Any food thoughts? I have my toys and bottled water and chocolate with nuts. I adore nuts. 🙂 We could order a pizza or pop out to grab something or you can bring something? We can figure it out there if you don’t have time to think about it today.
Hugs with groping! And much more later.
Sent from Yahoo Mail on Android
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Date: Mon Sep 14, 2015 8:51 AM
From: Brett
To: Sassy
RE: Lunch
sounds good. I got a new phone with the same number. Text me with the room number.
brett
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Date: Mon Sep 14, 2015 10:53 AM
From: Brett
To: Sassy
RE: Lunch
One other thing, I got a new cell so I don’t have your number. You have mine, but if we lose sync, you will have to call me until I get your number in my phone.
brett
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Date: Mon Sep 14, 2015 11:30 AM
From: Brett
To: Sassy
RE: Lunch
Less time eating is more time for other things. Pizza is efficient that way. Do you have a favorite set of toppings? Do you have a preferred brand (Dominos, Regina, local, etc)? I could pick something up on the way.
brett
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Date: Mon Sep 14, 2015 12:21 PM
From: Sassy
To: Brett
Re: Lunch
Oooh… I like the way you think. Just have to keep up our strength.
Pizza sounds great! Brand doesn’t matter. I am pretty traditional vis a vis toppings – pepperoni, or sausage and mushrooms and/or onions, or ham & pineapple, or bacon & sausage & onion – almost anything except green peppers. I often order shrimp & bacon but most places don’t have that.
Thanks for taking care of this part. 🙂 See you very soon for “other things.”
-S
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Date: Mon Sep 14, 2015 1:34 PM
From: Sassy
To: Brett
Re: Lunch
Okay… I made the hotel reservation! We’re on. Please drive carefully. 🙂
I will text you with the room number. And then kiss you and um… other things. 😉
-S
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Date: Mon Sep 14, 2015 3:20 PM
From: Brett
To: Sassy
RE: Lunch
Will you also text me (or email) when you are about 1/2 hour from arriving?
brett
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Date: Mon Sep 14, 2015 3:33 PM
From: Sassy
To: Brett
RE: Lunch
Will do. Leaving work now, hope to be there by 4:30 depends on traffic. Mwah!
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If you haven’t read about my first two meets with The Canadian, I recommend popping back to read those first:
Meet #3
After a bunch of emails back and forth late at night last night, and a few more during work today, we settled on meeting at a hotel in the burbs, the Bedford Plaza Hotel. I booked the hotel, brought bottled water and chocolate and my toys. He brought pizza and paid for the hotel!
Hubby picked me up at work at 3:30 pm. I dropped him at home and headed West. I emailed The Canadian, telling him I’d be at the hotel about 4:30 pm. I took the smaller roads to avoid the traffic on the highways and cruised right along, made it right on time! I saw him pulling into the pizza place across the street! He waved and smiled. Timing!
I parked underneath the hotel and went to check in. There were three people ahead of me, and the clerk was a little taciturn, but I got checked in and stood in the doorway where Brett could see me. He walked across the street with a large pizza! We strolled to the elevator and up to the last room on the third floor. The hotel looks ordinary from the street but there’s a huge atrium in the middle with a big swimming pool and rooms facing inward. We had a huge room with a king size bed, #314.
Round 1
The second the door closed, he set the pizza on the bureau and grabbed me for a hug. He held me and whispered, “I’ve been thinking about this all day. Wasn’t particularly productive at work!” He held me a long time, breathing in and out on my neck while I slowly relaxed in his arms. It feels very different and special. He makes me feel so wanted!
I finally broke away to set down my bag, take off my shoes and socks. There was so much space, I proclaimed, “We could square dance in here!” He asked if I’ve ever square-danced. I said yes, but not for many years, with visions of high school gym class and church socials drifting through my head. Doh-see-doh!
I lifted my top but he stopped me, doing it himself. He kissed me for a long time. I unbuttoned his shirt and played with his chest hair. He rubbed my breasts, then ran a fingers along the edges of my bra… exploring, teasing… he always gets going so slowly. I half-adore it and half want to HURRY! I am working on adoring it more, as the results are much better if it takes longer.
He took off his shirt, undid his belt and removed his khaki slacks. He had on another pair of sexy dark boxer briefs. He has a very cute butt – I can tell he works out! I told him and he scoffed, said it’s not that great but he’s working on. I want to help him take compliments better!
He undid my white bra and led me toward the bed. I looked around the room for a moment, walked over to the bathroom to check that out, looked out the windows. It’s very 1970s but clean and functional. He tugged me back to the bed.
He pressed me onto my back and worshipped my breasts, sucking, licking, twisting my nipples until I was moaning and squirming. He put his face between them and sighed. He is definitely a boob man! Makes me wonder if his wife is flat… hmm… or just won’t let him touch her.
He stood up and pulled off my slacks and panties in one quick move. He crawled up between my legs and started kissing, touching his way to the center. He always takes his time and makes me wonder if he will ever reach my clit. I go a little crazy waiting but it’s worth it! He licked and sucked and then munched… so so talented! I started shaking… whee!
He asked if I was ready for him to be inside me. I nodded, then realized he could not see me and said an emphatic, “YES!” He went to the bathroom to get a towel, put it on the pillows, then took off his undies and crawled further up, grabbing a condom from his wallet and rolling it up and over his stiff cock, getting ready to plunge. I told him I felt like I should be doing more… asked if he wanted something else first… he said no, just relax, enjoy. Okay!
I said isn’t it lovely to have a naked woman in your bed? He replied that I had a naked man in my bed! Hee hee… yes I do!
He put his arms under my knees, spreading my legs and pulling them up toward my chest. He kept moving up and kissed my breasts and then my lips… mmmm… then he pressed inside me. I adore that moment… feeling filled after so much emptiness. He looked into my eyes… he has beautiful blue eyes. I played with his hair, then put my hands on his back and squeezed a bit as he moved in and out and then I couldn’t think anymore, just feel the hot, hard cock bringing the heat… burning… and he was cumming! It is so sexy to watch his face as it contorts and then the smile and… oh yeah.
He rolled over beside me on the left. He grabbed the towel and tossed it between my legs. I wonder about that and his wife. Whatever. I cuddled next to him and he had this twinkle in his eyes and a big smile. We lay there silently recovering, resting, enjoying the afterglow. About the time I wondered if he’d fallen asleep, he winked and asked, “Ready for cold pizza?”
Pizza time
I told him about the folksinger, Christine Lavin, and her marvelous “Cold Pizza For Breakfast” song. I sang a little for him and he giggled. He set the pizza on the bed. He got a pepperoni with mushroom and lots of cheese. I got up to grab a bottled water and offered him one. He said he doesn’t drink and eat at the same time. Hunh… never heard of that. Is that a thing?
So we sat on the bed, wolfing down pizza and chatting. He said pizza is one of his favorite foods but he doesn’t get it often, that he was getting so many treats today! I got up to get the chocolates I’d brought – Godiva nut barks. We tried the salted caramel cashew and the almond. Sooo good. He asked me about my politics. I am very liberal, and tried to explain how that plays out on various issues. He had a different perspective, a bit more conservative and skeptical but not too far right of me.
I leaned over to kiss him. He laughed a bit. So I kissed him again. He said it was lovely to eat with a naked woman. I played with his chest a bit, then moved the pizza and chocolates back to the desk and encouraged him to lie back down so I could cuddle up next to him.
He said, “I am probably done for the night. I can’t cum twice… haven’t for over 20 years.”
Hmm… you know what I had to do, right?
Round 2
He reached over and started playing with my chest. “I can still help you out if you like,” he said. “Tell me what you like.”
I smiled, plotting my course. I put on my most sultry voice. I decided it was time to talk dirty.
“I adore it when you fuck me with your fingers… mmm…” I purred. He moaned. “And I adore it when you fuck me with your talented mouth,” I sighed and growled a little. He sighed. “And I adore it even more when you FUCK ME with that gorgeous COCK of yours,” I added. He inhaled quickly, then grabbed my hand and put it on his cock.
“Look what you’re doing,” he said, sounding astonished as I grabbed his hard cock. HA!
“I have to taste it,” I said, moving down along his side to lean over and suck him into my mouth in one slurp. Yum. He was hotter and harder then ever. I marveled at the change from the first time we were together. I licked and teased his crown, looking up at him and winking. His eyes rolled back in his head as I combined pumping using my hand with hard sucking. His hips popped up to meet me as I took him deep into my throat. I intended to finish him that way, finally get a taste of that white hot cum, but he pulled on my head.
“You want to be inside again?” I asked.
“Oh yes… please?” He replied. I rolled over on my stomach and presented my ass to him.
“You have no idea how sexy that is…” he sighed as he got in position behind me. He teased me, running his cock up and down my crack, then dove inside. Oh my oh my…
“Fill me,” I moaned.
“Like this?” he asked, pressing deep inside.
“Yes, yes… “ I said, pressing back to meet his thrusts. “Pound me!” He obliged, pulling me onto and off his cock… in and out. Bam… bam… so so good. He came hard. For the second time!!
He fell back on the bed and shouted. “WOW! Wow wow wow. I feel like a teenager!”
This is one of my favorite moments ever. I adore helping a man do things he didn’t think were possible. He hugged me and kissed me…
“Thank you… Damn… that was incredible! I felt… fantastic. Thank you. Sorry I couldn’t last longer…” I smiled.
“That was so special… I didn’t. I mean.. I really didn’t… thanks for not believing me. How did you DO that? Wow… you get to me. Mmm….”
Once again… I felt so alive and sexy!
Heading out
It was getting dark, time for him to go home. I asked where he had told his wife he was. He said the weekly boys night out. Which has been on hiatus for two weeks. But she doesn’t know that. I asked if she talks with any of his buddies, could they give him away by mistake? He said no. He said he had to go grab a beer from somewhere and drink it, as he always come home smelling of the beer he had with the gang. I offered to go find a bar or liquor store with him but he said he had to hurry now, he was getting very close to time to be home.
He took a quick shower, singing a bit. So nice to hear him happy. I put on my panties and slacks and socks, let my chest bare for him to ogle one more time as he dressed. He put on his undies, slacks, socks and shirt but left it unbuttoned to claim one more chest-to-chest hug and a couple of kisses.
We looked around the room to be sure we hadn’t left anything. He left money on the bed for the maid, and gave me the cash for the room. He thanked me for taking care of booking, checking in, paying… said it helps him feel a whole other level of safe. I said it was easy, glad to help.
I asked him to walk me to my car in the garage. The place is probably fine but it set off my “smart to have company at night” vibes. He agreed easily and we took off. He saw me to my car, pressed me against it, hugged and kissed me again, and then once more, like he couldn’t bear to go. So sweet!
Farewell
I saw my watch… it was time for him to go. So I inched away and got into the car and wished him well. He said he’d watch for another chance and be touch. I smiled and closed the door and he disappeared.
I texted Hubby that I was on my way home, then pulled out of the garage. Brett was just getting into his car – he waved and I waved and drove home, floating on Cloud Nine most of the way!