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One year later.
After one of our nights together, you told me over the phone that you could see my hand prints on your ass from my spanking you while we fucked the night before. I apologized for getting carried away and you told me not to be sorry - that seeing it turned you on. And that you kept looking at the marks. I would never hurt you. But your response always intrigued me.
20 years later...
We meet for dinner. My first inclination was to revisit old haunts - somewhere on the Ave followed by an Irish bar.
But this is new, so I want it to be different.
I'm eager, and already seated at a table in a loud, SF restaurant when you arrive. I watch as you talk to the hostess, turn and walk towards me she points you to the table - your skirt contouring to your fantastic hips, and a tight v neck sweater showing off the rest of your beautiful curves. We both smile and as our eyes meet. You sit, order a n/a beer and look at me. I'm self-conscious drinking wine, even though I know you don't care.
Conversation flows but is superficial. We'll have great conversations in the future, but tonight it's random babbling. We both know what the night ahead holds and we're torturing ourselves. I order the first thing on the menu, not having the focus to mull over options. We make quick work of dinner and pass on desert.
As we wait for the check that seems to never arrive, you excuse yourself to use the restroom. I smile to myself, feeling my pants stir as I watch your ass disappear around the end of the bar to the restroom. I pull out my phone and text you. "Take your panties off and hand them to me when you come out". I know they are small, lacy, and will be easy to exchange as we hold hands across the table.
When you return, the check is out of the way and I head to the men's room briefly to examine my prize and inhale your scent. It drives me crazy.
We walk outside, and I pull you around the side of the building. Pinning you to the old brick wall. Kissing you passionately. The noise and lights of the city disappear. I kiss your neck, holding the back of your head with one hand and grabbing your ass with my other. Your body is warm and feels fantastic. I drop my hand from your ass to just above your knee on your leg, and slide it up, bunching your skirt. Feeling more heat with every inch.
We hear footsteps and compose ourselves as a valet runs around the corner to retrieve a car. Deciding it's time to move on, we hop in a cab.
After walking through the hotel lobby, we attack each other in the elevator. I'm laughing and struggling to keep your hand out of my pants. Feeling modesty only because I don't know what each floor holds or if the doors will open. When the doors open to our floor, I swat your ass hard enough for anyone in the hall to hear. Your eyes open wide in a lust filled shock.
Walking into the room, you turn as the door closes and we kiss passionately. Our bodies can't seem to get closes enough. We flop onto the bed, clothes flying, pulling at each other and awkwardly fumbling a bit. It's been almost 20 years and we are finally naked next to each other again.
I latch on to one of your nipples. They seem to be perpetually hard, and I can't resist. It's always been a huge turn on for me on. Normally I would take my time and try to tease you, but tonight is not that night. I'm a bit rough and you seem to love it as I pull first one, then the other away from your body with my teeth. One hand behind your head, fingers wrapped tightly in your hair, the other tracing your inner thigh. As I let go of your head and nipple and start to slide down your body to taste you, you flip over and are on top of me. Suddenly in control. You've never let me do that I've always wondered why. Applying a total double standard, you grin, slide down and take me in your mouth.
Always talented at this, tonight you're showing off.