***WARNING***
The following story is not for the faint of heart and is NOT intended for those under the age of 18! Consider yourself forewarned!
Nooner
I have always wanted to role play
with my husband, Neil. My fantasy would
start off on a Friday morning with making reservations at a swanky upscale
hotel downtown –a suite for one the entire weekend. I courier a package to Neil, who works just blocks
away from the hotel; the instructions are for him to meet me outside the hotel
at noon for lunch, and not to be late, because the reservation won’t be held
past 12.
I arrive 20 minutes before our
rendezvous time, and I step out of the cab wearing an outfit that will stop him
dead in his tracks –black leather thigh high boots held up by garters under the
shortest of leather mini skirts, a black push-up which perks my cleavage and is
barely hidden below a cut off tank top, a black leather jacket, green contact
lenses and to top it all off, a long brunette wig –Neil has always had a thing
for brunettes.
When he arrives, I am pacing up and
down along the street and just before the valet makes it to his Mercedes I lean
in through the driver’s window, so that he can get a good look down my
blouse. “In the mood for a good time,
Baby?”
He glances at me briefly and then
speaks, “I’m sorry…I’m meeting my wife for lunch.”
“She won’t mind…maybe she can watch
us –” He gets out of the car and hands
off his keys to the valet for his ticket and makes his way into the lobby of
the hotel. I follow him in where he is sitting
at the bar in the restaurant, waiting.
Sneaking up from behind, I cover
his eyes with my hands and whisper, “Maybe, if your wife is kinky, she can join
us.” He pulls my hands from his face
and turns around on the stool –just before he is about to speak, he realizes
that it is me and he smiles –all eyes are on us because we look like a
mismatched pair. I stand between his
legs and kiss him. “Let’s get a room.”
“What about the lunch reservations
their holding for us?”
“The reservations are for a suite…and
besides I’m not dressed for lunch.”
Neil kisses me on the lips then reaches
into the breast pocket of his suit and pulls out is bill fold. “How much are
you going to cost me for the hour?”
“That all depends on what you want
to do to me –and what you what me to do to you.” Neil counts out five-hundred dollars and
hands it to me. “Will this cover it?”
“For starters.” I put the money in my bra then grab onto his
tie like a leash leading him out of the bar.
I let go and he takes the lead, checking in at the reception desk. The woman behind the counter looks me over
and reminds him that the suite is only for one.
As Neil takes his pass key, I reassure her, “Don’t worry about me, I’m
only staying for an hour.”
We make out on the ride up in the
elevator, and as we exit on our floor, looks and sneers are made by on coming
riders. Neil opens the room door and I
enter, with him close behind. “I want you on the sofa.” I walk over and sit. “Panties off.”
“I’m not wearing any…want do you
want me to do next?”
"Spread you legs and..."
Follow the link to What's Her Fantasy? to find out what happens next!
Baci a tutti!Stella Notte
Day 237: Wednesday August 15th, 2012
Designer: Nine West
Name: Namiah
Color: Brown
Style: Platform Wedge Sandal
Heel: 4.5 inches (11.43 cm), Platform: 1.5 inches (3.81 cm)
Material: Leather Upper with contrast stitching and jute mid-sole. Cork platform and wedge
Here's a collage from the pictures taken at today's photoshoot...enjoy!
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