I made it to the Doubletree Hotel in Bedford about 10 minutes late. It was quiet there – no line to check-in! I felt my luck turning around. The desk clerk said, “You look hungry!” and gave me two cookies and two waters! And it turned out that I got there before he did! When I turned away from the front desk, Brett was standing right by the brochures rack! So good not to have to search the bar and wonder where he was. He touched my back in the most wonderful way to guide me down the hall. He always smiles so sweetly when he first sees me! Yay!

He took the map with directions to room from me and navigated to Room 3011. It was our first time on the second floor. We took the elevator. He got this twinkle in his eye, and we had a sexy hug and kiss in there. I wondered if there were security cameras… hmmm… whatever!

We had an inside room overlooking the garden about halfway down the hall.

We hugged and kissed the second we got into the room. I unbuttoned his plaid cotton shirt. He turned me around and snuggled up against my ass – he had definitely been thinking about me… I could feel his hard cock! He helped me take off my top and black bra. I sat down on the ottoman to take off my shoes and socks, then he helped me take off my slacks and panties. He shed his khakis and went to the bathroom to get a small towel. I ogled his black boxer briefs. There was a definite bulge in the front. So sexy!

We hugged and kissed some more, then he shed his underwear. I backed him up onto the bed. He leaned back and I took a long look at his naked body. Mmm mmm mmm…

I flattened out on my back and he was on his side beside me. He leaned over to worship my right breast with his mouth while he played with my left breast with his fingers. I held his head and messed up his hair. I stroked his back and luxuriated in having a man’s skin to touch.

His hand went down between my legs and teased my clit on and on as I got wetter and wetter. I was squirming like crazy! I decided to try a new position – I put my left leg over his hips and shimmied down until he could fit his cock inside me. He reached to the nightstand for a condom and I helped him roll it on. He moaned, then slipped inside me in one big shove. Oh my oh my. He said he liked this new angle. This is my favorite position because I can see his face, he can see mine, and he can play with my breast or my clit with his hand while he pumps up inside me. Oh yeah…

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He lies on his right side. I’m mostly flat on my back, with my right leg over his hip. He bends at the waist until his midsection is under me and…. Boom! It’s sort of like reverse cowgirl on its side!

We carried on quite a while like that… it felt so so good! He finally could not wait anymore and pumped furiously, then came hard and collapsed. We stayed intertwined for a long time, each lost in our thoughts. He rubbed my shoulder, my arm, my hip while he rested. I felt like I had talked way too much last time, so I resolved not to talk until he did and to mostly ask him questions and listen to the answers.

He finally started talking after about 20 minutes, saying how relaxed and satisfied he felt. I asked how a concert he attended had gone. He told me a great story about his adventure – the awful traffic, the long line to eat, the marvelous light show and then the awful traffic getting out!

I asked how his work in his garden was going and he told me about the awful drought, having to hand water the plants.

He had emailed that he had a scare after our last meet, so I asked for details on that. He said he had gone home, showered and had dinner with his wife. As he was eating, he realized he had not gotten all the smell of me off his hands and smiled. At that moment, his wife asked him, “What is that smell?” He stared at her as she sniffed around the dining room, trying to think of something to say, when she focused on something on the sideboard and said, “Aha! It’s that dessert you brought home from the office!” Phew. We laughed over it but a good lesson in being thorough in his ablutions! And not over-reacting.

I asked if he was going to watch the Olympics Opening Ceremonies on TV tonight. He said he usually does. I expressed my hope that the Olympics news would give us a respite from all the nasty political coverage. We shared our favorite outrageous campaign stories from the past week. I told him about my progress on settling my mother’s estate. He is a good listener.

He started to play with my breast again. I asked if he wanted me to do something, reminded him that he can get what he wants. He said he just wanted to play with me again. So he put his hand between my legs again and made me squirm flicking my clit!

He moved over me and spread my legs, entering me missionary style. I thought I couldn’t handle his weight but he shifted and it was delightful! He pumped and pumped but could not come, so I suggested changing to doggy style. He agreed, so I rolled over and presented my ass for him to grab. He sighed and slipped inside again. He grabbed my ass and pulled me closer. I slammed back against him… mmm… that sent him so so deep inside me! He got very excited very fast and was cumming again! I adore helping him do that.

We collapsed on the bed and grinned at each other. It was time for him to get moving, so he went to take a shower. I went with him, pulled back the curtain a little to watch him… spooked him! Ooops!

He dressed and checked around for his stuff as I watched. He gave me the money for the room. He’s so good about that! He kissed me once more, “until next time!” and was gone.

I wanted to get home time to see the Olympics Opening Ceremony, so I tossed on my clothes, ate the cookie Doubletree gives you when you check in. This may be the best chocolate chip cookie ever! I gathered my stuff, left a $20 tip for the maid and headed to my car. I made it home easily, my head full of a wonderful afternoon with a sweet man. Today seemed especially good to me!
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