0 comments/ 7903 views/ 3 favorites The Right Time By: missblueeyes19 It's been months, I panic as I glance into the full length mirror on the hotel room wall. Do I look different? Does he? Will he be disappointed, or relieved? I stare at my reflection, at the worry in my eyes. My eyes today are a brighter blue than normal. My long black hair is gently curled, my lips look full and pouty. I've chosen a navy blue shift dress that has a tan belt. It's quite short I realise as I twirl round gently in the mirror. I suddenly feel self conscious as I catch sight of the lace at the top of one of my hold up stockings. Should I change and wear tights? Is this too much? Maybe I should wear flat shoes instead of my patent heels...I don't know. I'm starting to doubt everything. I pull down the top of my dress to peer at the black and blue basque beneath my dress. When I tried it on my boobs looked so perky, so together and amazing and it emphasised my hourglass figure so well but now I can't help my worry. Suddenly my Blackberry buzzes and I almost jump out of my skin. I pick it up tentatively and read the text. Oh god, it's him. He's here. Already. And it's been so damn long..I'm texting back on autopilot- get in the lift. Fourth floor, room 462. As I press send, I'm filled with the urge to scream or run off and hide. The fact is, I love this man. I've thought about him every day since our relationship ended and he's told me he feels the same. That's why we're here, I remind myself. Neutral ground. To talk and...and... There's a gentle knock at the door and I creep over, open it slowly. He's there, in front of me at last. A slow, crooked smile spreads over his gorgeous face and I feel myself melting. "Hi," we both say shyly. I move back and let him in, and shut the door behind him, shaking like a leaf. He looks up at the TV as he puts his bags on the floor and smiles again at the Disney film I've put on to calm myself. He knows me too well. Then he turns to me and I'm in his arms and he's kissing my neck. He walks off suddenly and sits on the bed, holds his hand out to me. I join him, smiling, trying to look confident. For a few minutes we talk about his journey here, the weather, how it's a nice hotel room. "You look beautiful babe," he says suddenly, his voice lower. I look up into his chocolate brown, sparkling eyes and feel my stomach flip. He's even better than I remember him. He's mixed race, with a Jamaican father and British mother and he has the softest, most amazing caramel skin. He's so broad and muscular just how I like men to be. His tight white t shirt looks amazing on him and I allow him to pull me to him for a hug. My breasts press hard against his chest as we embrace, both lying on our sides and facing each other. Then his lips are on me, gently caressing mine. His right hand is in mine and his right is running up and down my back. He's kissing me harder now and I moan into his mouth as he slips his tongue into my mouth, gently massaging mine with his. I pull him closer and place my leg over his. He runs his hand to my ass and groans as he realises I'm in hold ups and a thong. He pushes me away so I'm flat on my back and continues kissing me, my forehead, my neck and breasts. His hand is between my thighs and my hips are bucking already. He slides a finger inside my thong and along my pussy and I spread my legs, silently begging him to enter me. "You're so wet baby," he moans into my ear. I kiss him hungrily and whimper as he removes his finger. Roughly he pulls me up and yanks my dress over my head. His eyes flash as they scan my basque, tiny thong, hold ups and he groans again. He reaches up and rubs his hand over my breasts, eyes glazed. He kisses them gently, then pulls down the zip so they bounce out of the basque- the basque is then thrown on the floor and he takes my nipple in his mouth, licking, sucking, biting it and squeezing the other. I'm moaning loudly and I know he loves it when I'm like this. Sure enough, his erection is pressing so hard against his black jeans I'm surprised it hasn't ripped the denim. I'm suddenly aware I'm almost naked and dripping wet and he's still dressed. I pull of his t shirt and he scrambles to unzip his jeans. I grab the waistbands of his jeans and boxers and pull both down. His huge dick springs up and I gasp. Its so big, even bigger than I remember. His lips are parted and he's panting already this big hot sexy naked man. "I need to fuck you right now babe," he groans. I nod, unable to speak and his lips are crashing down on mine again, lying me down again. He pulls off my thong leaving only my hold ups and heels left. He pushes his fingers inside me and pumps me deliciously while I reach for his hard on. I toss him as he fingers me and then he takes my hand away and shoves his penis deep inside me. "Uhhh yes baby! Yes yes yes," I scream suddenly able to speak again. He thrusts deeper and harder and we both moan louder..he then lies still and puts his two fingers into my mouth and I suck them obligingly, tasting myself on him, never breaking our eye contact. I push his body away from mine and he slides out of me. I flip him on the bed and take him into my mouth. I lick and kiss his penis, suck it, suck his balls and he's bucking his hips, pushing my head down on him faster and faster. "I'm gonna cum baby," he growls and I stop suddenly, smirking at him. "No. Not yet you're not." He moans and begins to kiss me again, down my stomach to my pussy. His tongue finds my clitoris and I cry out loudly. He smirks up at me before plunging his tongue into my pussy, darting it about. He slips in a finger, heaven, then slips another into my ass. "Oh god," I moan. 'Baby".. He removes his fingers and looks down, then picks up my discarded thong. "Hands above your head," he demands and I obey. Swiftly he ties my hands above my head with the thong, then flips me on my back. "Put your head on the pillow and stick your ass in the air," he says. Trembling I do so, and I begin to throb, needing him so much. "You've been a bad girl baby, and want to teach you a lesson.." He caresses my ass then lifts his hand and spanks me hard. I moan in a mix of plain and sheer pleasure. He spanks me again and again, pushes a finger in my ass. I'm writhing around like a wild animal. "Whose ass is this baby?" He asks roughly. "Yours," i gasp. "What?" "Its yours baby." With that, he pushes himself gently into my ass and I scream into the pillows. He thrusts gently at first then harder and I feel myself stretching. His fingers find my pussy and he rubs it gently before shoving them inside me. I'm so full I don't know how much more I can take, so full so wet so fucking close to.."Oh fuck baby!" I scream as my insides suddenly clench and a violent orgasm rips through me. I feel him tense, groan and then he pulls out of me, causing me to come again and empties himself on my ass. Quickly he unties my hands, and we lie next to each other, breathing heavily and gazing into each other's eyes. "I love you so much," I whisper. He smiles and pulls me into his arms. "I love you even more." We talk then and kiss and laugh, and watch some TV. I get into the shower while he goes off to get dinner. I slip on some clean underwear and get into bed with him. We eat and drink wine, and he goes for his shower. I give him the remote control as he rejoins me and he smiles down at me. Suddenly, his eyes glaze again and he looks at my breasts, restrained in their bra. Lying next to me, he slowly pushes the remote down between my breasts. Slowly, up and down, up and down. I can't get my bra off quick enough. His already rock hard penis digs into me and I pull him gently up so he's straddling me, his sexy thick thighs either side of my chest. I squeeze my breasts together and he pushes his dick between them. He begins to titfuck me and I grab his ass, pulling him into my mouth everytime he thrusts up. With a dirty smile he turns slightly reaches behind him and slides his fingers up into me, swirling them round. Mmmm. Already I feel the quickening tightness and agony-pleasure of the beginning of orgasm and he notices..he slides up into me and fucks me hard, lifting my legs onto his shoulders and grabbing my breasts for support. "Harder, please baby," I beg and he fucks me, frenzied, harder than I have ever been fucked in my life. Then I'm biting his neck, he's moaning my name and we're coming together and it's oh so perfect..this is it. We've found each other again and I know we won't be letting go. The Right Time for a Wrong Turn Jacob Bard Coaching the girls swim team had been taking up way too much of Sandra's time lately. The long hours at the aquatic center resulted in no social life, which meant no dates in ...who knows when. This is not what she thought she would be doing at twenty-eight. Years before she had written out her "five year plan" for her life and nowhere did she plan on being single and coaching a swim team. She had thought that after graduating college and spending endless hours in the pool as a team member of the university's swim team she would be far away from where she was now. She thought she would be married or at least in a serious relationship by now. But, here she was once again, back at the aquatic center, still single, still trying to get her life moving and find a great relationship. Heck, she would just be happy to get laid! Counting up the months in her mind, she realized she had not had sex in nine months—and that time wasn't all that great! One thing was certain, no matter how boring her life might have been she was no less horny—in fact, she felt hornier than ever! And the more she thought about being horny and not having had sex, the hornier she got! Unfortunately, she had no prospects—no options—other than her vibrator waiting for her at home. At least it was time to lock up and she began her rounds at the aquatic center, turning off lights and locking doors. Lost in thought about how dissatisfied she was with her present circumstances, she was in her own little world. Passing by the men's locker room and shower she noticed light coming from under the door. "Those guys..." she muttered, ""Why can't they turn anything off? I better check everything. They probably left everything on and running." Annoyed and not thinking anyone else was there, she burst through the door leading from the pool straight to the showers intent on having to take care of one more thing someone had left for her to do. The door opened with a bang as she shoved it open and it hit the wall! But the shower and locker room was not deserted as she thought! There stood seven members of the boys college swim team completely naked in mid shower! She had thought they were all gone by now. Of course, they whirled around at the loud sound of the door hitting the wall, too startled to think of covering themselves. "OH...my goodness!" she gasped as she came to a full stop in mid stride, unmoving in her tracks, her eyes quickly fixated on these seven naked guys standing before her. Needless to say, they were surprised by her appearance and she was speechless and frozen by something akin to shock and awkwardness! The only thing that gave a clue that she was still coherent was the embarrassment evident on her face by the blush flooding her cheeks and face. "I AM SO SORRY!" she finally blurted out. "I didn't know you guys were in here!" The swim team members stood frozen in shock as well—expecting her to whirl around and dash out faster than she came into the shower area. But she didn't move. By now it was evident, at least to the guys, that Sandra—"coach"—as everyone referred to her, was taking in every inch of their naked athletic bodies. Several had turned their backs on her and were looking at her over their shoulders. A few had both hands covering over their junk as they waited to see what she was going to do next. Just then, Alex, one of the seniors on the team, stepped forward and spoke quietly to Sandra, "Are you okay?" "Huh? Oh...What?" Sandra responded. "Are you okay?" Alex repeated. "Oh, yes, yes. I'm okay. Just a little startled. That's all," Sandra explained now becoming aware of what she had just done and feeling really awkward. Only about a minute, maybe two had passed. It all happened quickly, but Sandra now felt as if she had been standing there for an hour. Just then she saw Alex smiling at her and heard some of the guys chuckle a bit while commenting to one another about what just happened. She was about to withdraw with what little grace she could when she heard Alex say, "You can join us if you want!" Sandra shot a confused glace back at Alex. "What?" Repeating what he had just said he reiterated, "I said, you can join us if you want. We won't hurt you. And we sure won't mind! Will we guys?" The rest of the swim team was now gazing at him as though he had lost his mind, and wondering if they had really heard him say what they thought he said. Now slowly turning their gaze toward "Coach" Sandra, most managed to mutter in chorus, "No, we don't mind." "No. No. Sorry guys. I didn't mean to barge in on you." Sandra answered them. Still, she did not move although now she was trying to avert her eyes more and only steal a glance at their bareness from time to time. "The steam from the showers really makes it hot in here," she observed abruptly. "Well. Better go now," she said. As she started to turn, Alex stepped forward grasping his erect cock and said, "We'd really like it if you stayed," smiling, as he motioned for her to come toward him. "I really shouldn't," she whispered. "It's okay," he responded. "Are you sure?" she questioned. Alex only smiled and looking around at the other guys, they all nodded the affirmative in unison. Sandra may have been a little horny when she walked in, but at that point she was so enticed that she could now feel a wetness between her legs that made her look down to make sure the crotch of her shorts were not wet. "No one can ever know," she demanded gently. Shaking their heads to signify they agreed, Alex spoke for the group and said, "We will never say a word!" Without another word Sandra began removing her clothes piece by piece, first she pulled her t-shirt off and then her shorts. Now she stood before the seven dumbfounded guys in only her white thong panties and her sports bra. As they watched in anticipation she removed her bra and then finally slipped out of her panties. All seven faced her, most slack jawed and in awe, all with solid erections pointing toward her like the needle of a compass points north. Sill silent, she smiled bashfully and slowly waded into their waiting embrace reaching out to greet each one by grasping their waiting cocks one at a time. Still stunned and amazed at what was happening, the guys just milled around her, brushing up against her and lightly fondling her breasts and ass until she stepped under the spray of the shower and allowed her body to be soaked by the hot water. Standing back now completely mesmerized, slack jawed and stroking their cocks, the seven only watched as Sandra soaped her body. They watched intently as her hands moved in circular motions around her breasts and stomach, sliding back to her buttocks. One whispered audibly to another, "I never thought someone washing their butt could look so, so good." Everyone heard and chuckled, adding a sporadic chorus of "Yeah," in agreement. Sandra only smiled, a little more wickedly now, as she moved her hands around and began washing between her legs which was greeted with a collective, "Aw, man!" It was not clear if she was bathing or masturbating. Sandra just laughed casually as she watched them stroking their cocks. Thinking to herself, I better not drag this out or they will all shoot their load before I can get...., she almost completed her thought but felt a little slutty thinking, before I can get fucked. But the truth was she was so horny at that moment she felt she had to have a cock in her no matter what! Having rinsed the soap off, she now turned toward them and stepped out of the spray as once again Alex stepped forward first and she knelt down in front of him instantly taking his stiff manhood straight into her waiting mouth. Before she could stop herself, she had released a soft moaning sound. Her moans echoed in the shower once more as she began sucking Alex as though his cock was delicious and she had been deprived of this feast for far too long! The guys surrounding her were amazed at her lust-filled ravenous appetite for cock, but they were more than happy to provide all she wanted! Finally opening her eyes and returning to the moment in which she was just lost, she saw a line of cocks to her left, hard and erect as if ready to stand inspection. Was this a dream? Everyone was thinking the same thing. It was no dream in the imaginary sense, but it was a dream that had come true for all involved. Unplanned, unexpected, improbable, but now that it was a reality, it was going to be savored! Slowly she began working her way down the line, giving each young man his fair share of oral attention, stroking and pumping him as she swallowed and sucked each one as though it would be her last. A couple of the guys were so stimulated that shortly after Sandra had gone down on them, while pumping their erections and sucking them for only a minute or two, suddenly released their load of cum—Sandra pulling their cock quickly from her mouth as their cum splashed all over her tits. Looking up at them with a smile, they looked down at her in utter disappointment with a tingle and pure pleasure. She knew what they were thinking. She was thinking the same thing. She would not get to feel their stiff erection inside her. I better get to the main event while they're still hard enough to... there it was again, while they're still hard enough to fuck me she screamed in her mind! followed by giving her rationale to herself in her internal debate. I don't care how it sounds, I want them to fuck me! All this was running through her mind as she finished the last few waiting to feel the embrace of her lips and mouth. The next twenty or thirty minutes is still remembered fondly by all involved and talked about in whispers among themselves and in private gatherings for years to come. Having finished initiating each with a thorough blowjob they would long remember, Sandra found herself lifted up and laid down on the floor of the shower. At that point she became the recipient of their undying gratitude as they began to pleasure her with all their might. One young man immediately began eating, licking and lapping at her cunt, burying his mouth and face deeply in it at times, sending chills and spasms of pleasure up her body. Hands! Hands were everywhere, stroking her inner thighs, cradling her head gently while a hanging flaccid cock draped itself into her mouth while other hands roamed her body and some squeezed and massaged her tits. It was almost too much pleasure and too many sensations to absorb! Then the fucking started as one after another took his turn entering her. Some were long, some were shorter but had fatter dicks that found her opening tight. They all felt good to Sandra. It had been so long and she had wanted it—well maybe not this—but wanted a cock in her so badly and now she was going to enjoy every moment. Some slid themselves in gently and smoothly before beginning to thrust themselves into her ready and waiting pussy laid open before them. Some plunged themselves in quickly and aggressively as they pounded her pussy! One boy had such a large scrotum and thrust himself so vigorously that she could feel his balls slapping against her butt with every forward plunge! She must have climaxed at least twice during the first ten minutes! Several of the guys let loose their load of cum inside her before giving way to the next guy— she felt each as their cock pulsated and twitched until empty! Just when she thought it might end, she felt herself being raised to her feet and then pinned against the shower wall by one of the guys who had ejaculated when she was blowing him—he was hard again and ready for action! Lifting her right leg, she grabbed his waiting pole and aimed it directly at its mark. He did not need any more encouragement, leaned forward, and entered her in one fluid motion sending a wave of yearning for more through her body! There they stood united and moving in unison making an undulating motion with their bodies, each moaning in pleasure as the others watched. Some tried what they saw another do. Some let Sandra direct them. At one point Sandra found herself astride another of the guys who had cum prematurely riding him cowgirl style with great fervor--to his delight! He just lay there grinning from ear to ear, slowly running his hands up her torso and massaging her breasts while she rocked back and forth in ecstasy. Far too soon, after she had gotten her rhythm going she felt his release as he shot up into her like a geyser spraying its hot liquid upward! She was running out of erections to milk. Just a few more and this bizarre, but fantastic, fantasy would be over. Although she was exhausted, it was still going to end too soon! She rode one guy in the reverse cowgirl position facing away from him while grasping the dicks of two of his team members who came and stood in front of her. Using her grip on their dicks like handles to steady herself, leaning forward and sucking them one at a time, alternating from one to another as she rocked. One of them was able to cum again giving her tits one more soaking for the evening. Alex appeared once again, taking her and leading her to position herself on all-fours. This guy just keeps on going, she thought to herself. Once on her knees she felt him enter her quickly and smoothly. She soon matched his forward thrusts with the backward lunge of her ass. Wow! That feels great! I could fuck this guy all night! she thought. But only moans and muted grunts were audible to anyone else as Alex rode her hard! Climaxing with a loud groan she felt his warm jizz shooting into her and sensed him relax as he eased himself out of her. The last erection milked, the last stiff cock having been humped to the point of hanging limply down in fatigued ecstasy, she lay fatigued on the floor of the shower, surrounded by the seven young men who just gave her something to remember for a lifetime. Some kneeling. Some standing. All drained, both figuratively and literally! Looking down at her with a look of gratitude and admiration, Alex spoke up, "Well coach, that was some workout!" Laughter broke out and Sandra lay there giggling like a school girl, blushing and clasping her hand over her mouth to quiet herself. Regaining her composure, she looked up smiling and replied, "Yep guys, I would say you're in excellent shape. As for me, I don't think I can walk!" Laughter once again erupted as the guys slowly began to file out of the shower into the locker-room to get dressed and head back to their dorm rooms. Alex stayed behind, knelt down beside her, still running his fingers up and down her wet and naked body. As he stared at her, her hand lightly stroked his flaccid cock hanging down between his legs. "You are amazing," he said softly, "amazing and beautiful." Smiling and blushing, uncertain of the accuracy of his statement and uncertain of how to feel, she simply replied softly, "Thank you" giving his cock a gentle yank as he stood and she tried to sit up. "Do you need help?" he asked with a smile in his voice. "No, no. You can go ahead. I'll be fine. Just need a minute," she assured him. She heard him say, "Okay," and he was gone. "Whew! I think I just need to lie here a bit longer," she said talking to herself. So, lying back staring at the ceiling of the shower room, a big smile broke across her face just as she became aware of the sensation of a stream of cum flowing out of her pussy. Reaching down to confirm, she thinks to herself, Sandra, you're one dirty, freaky girl! The thought is followed with stifled giggles and a deep sigh. "O, well," she says to herself as she gets up to get dressed. The End Post Script Sandra and those same seven swim team members got together a few years after that night for a reunion of sorts, but that's another story. The Right Time Is Now A big thank you to estragon for editing suggestions and Darkniciad as well. I do hope you enjoy this short and sweet little write. ~ Red The cursor blinked rapidly in front of her face as she bit down on her lower lip and sent the text message. It was a simple question, one Lily waited to see answered. A sound from the gentleman sitting across from her made her look up. He caught her stare; she blushed and looked back down at her new laptop. She always used her phone for texting and talking to her friend, but today she'd opted to bring the laptop because she had a lot of work to do and it would serve her better than her phone. She ignored the rumbling of the train as she waited for her online boyfriend's message to come back to her. Her message icon blinked orange and she clicked on it. A smile drifted to her lips, small and barely noticeable, but it was there. Todd: Black stilettos. She wrote back about how typical a color and that maybe the girl should have left wearing bright pink pumps or neon orange ones. Todd: Oh? Do you think that would go well with her black skirt and white blouse? Her smile became a smirk, as she typed a splash of color is a nice way to dress up such a boring woman. She could see Todd just shake his head at her amusement and teasing, and smile briefly. They had been communicating online for a long time. Though hundreds of miles separated them, they were only seconds away from each other online. She typed back asking him what the woman looked like. Was she plain? Boring? Pretty? This was a game they played. Todd rode into work every morning on a train and she, already at work, would IM or text him. She would pick the gender for him to describe and he would of course pick the person. This morning was the exception to their typical exchange. She had to make a business trip, so for the first time she was able to communicate with him in a setting like the one he experienced every day. She wasn't surprised to learn he'd picked a woman wearing a pair of black stilettos. Todd had a thing for shoes. Todd: She's pretty. I guess. Not as pretty as you. Kind of hard to tell really. Lily blushed. Todd had her picture and he had called her lovely, beautiful, sexy and yes, pretty. She smiled at the memory of the first day she'd sent him a headshot of herself. In her opinion her cheeks were too round and her smile too wide. But he had loved it, or so he said and from that point on, she slowly began to feel more comfortable in her own skin. Todd: Still there? She bit down on her lower lip and answered his reply, apologizing for her lack of response. She quickly asked why he couldn't tell if the girl was pretty or not. Todd: She's sitting across from me, on the other bench and people keep jostling past her. So I can only get a glimpse here and there. She looks pretty though, your turn. Pick a man, any man. Lily's brow furrowed, until she got the point. Todd wanted her to play too. She was all for it and secretly had hoped he'd asked her to play. After all, usually she had no one new to describe. Lily spent her workday sitting in an office, where the same people passed by every day. She'd already described all of them. Her gaze drifted over to the man who had noticed her. She had to peer around a woman who had gotten up to find another seat, but the brief exposure of her quarry had been enough. She answered back that the gentleman looked to be in his early thirties, and had brown hair. He also wore a pair of gray trousers and sports coat. Todd: So pretty much your typical business guy. Leave it to you to find someone exciting. Her shoulders shook at his description. She wrote back that he was a "typical business guy" and when Todd concurred with her description of him, he confessed that he too was wearing the same thing as the man she was looking at, but his pants and coat were more of a dark charcoal color. They commutes continued as did their talk, so the game, as usual, was abandoned and those around them went ignored. Every so often Lily would glance at the gentleman she'd described to Todd, but that was all she'd do. When it was apparent that the train was slowing down, she looked up and noted where she was. She said her goodbye to Todd, closed her laptop and hurriedly shoved it into its bag. She rose from her seat and made her way to the door, just as the train came to a stop. The man, whom she had noticed and described to Todd, looked up and smiled at her. Her stomach twisted as she stared back. His brows furrowed slightly, but neither of them spoke to the other. She gave him a small smile, turned away and left the safety of the car behind her. When she arrived at the office that had been assigned to her for the week, she opened up her laptop and set to work on several of the company's laptops. After working for an hour, and accomplishing enough to justify taking a break, she logged back into her IM and saw an offline message from Todd. Todd: She had a splash of color. A pink ribbon in her hair, holding back a braid, no neon shoes, but still color. Lily smiled and typed back asking if the back of her hair was the only thing he'd noticed? The message was answered very quickly with a "no" and "she had a nice butt too." Laughter spilled out of Lily's lips. She and Todd spoke for a short while, until duty called and both had to leave. He asked what her plans for the evening were and she explained she would be going out for supper, but maybe she'd sneak off to the ladies' room, if he'd leave her a sexy voice mail. Todd: I shall. I'll tell you what. I'm having a business dinner with our CEO and a few other folks from the office. We're going to Georgio's, why don't you eat Italian too and imagine us having the same meal. We're eating around six. She grinned and wished he could see her smile. Seconds later he did; she took a quick picture of herself with her webcam and shared it with him. Her hair was down, where before she had pulled it back to keep the flyaway curls from falling into her face while she worked. But the tension of the morning's activities had left her with a slight headache. The pressure of her twined up locks had taken its toll on her scalp. He thanked her for the picture and told her again how beautiful she was. They logged off and once again Lily went about her day, this time with thoughts of Todd and how much fun it would be to actually share an Italian dinner with him. When she left the office she had been happy to discover that Georgio's was a well-established chain, with six locations spread out over the country, including the one just a few blocks from her hotel. She made a reservation for herself, and pondered what dish Todd would be choosing. On the train ride back to her hotel, she looked for the man in the gray trousers, but didn't see him. She pulled out her phone, keeping the laptop tucked securely by her side. She sent Todd a message, curious if he too were on his way home. Todd: Hey there sunshine. Lily answered, pecking away at the keyboard of her cell. She told him of her day and he spoke of his. She mentioned she'd eat Italian and think of him. Before hanging up she made him promise to leave a sexy voice mail, and she promised to leave him one. Back at her hotel, Lily showered and shaved. She laid out the clothes she wanted to wear and blow dried her red hair. It hung in curly waves down her back and over her shoulders and breasts. She stared at her reflection and imagined Todd looking at her, admiring the color of her skin, the sprinkling of freckles that seemed a contrast to her ivory complexion. Her breasts were round, soft and just barely more than a handful. Her sex was shaved bare and her lips flared slightly, allowing a hint of the darker inner flesh to show itself. Her hands traveled across her chest, down her abdomen and pressed against her mound. She teased herself until she was forced to slide onto the bed. With a trembling hand, she reached for her cell phone and pressed the speed dial number that would reach Todd's phone. She knew there was a chance he'd pick up, but there was also the chance she'd get his voice mail. As she touched and rubbed herself closer to a pending release, the recording came on. She cursed softly and quickened her pace. When the waited-for beep rang through, she knew her sounds were being recorded. Lily vigorously played with herself until her moans, grunts, and mutterings of love cascaded into Todd's phone. She told him she loved him, hung up and closed the cell phone with one finger. She lay there for several minutes, basking in the joy of her orgasm. A few minutes later, her phone vibrated and her ringtone sounded. She picked it up and saw Todd's number. He would either be calling her back to thank her for the voice mail, or making his own climax known via a recording. Lily bit her lip and waited for her phone to tell her she had a message. When it stopped ringing and then chirped that she had a voice mail, she grinned. Lily quickly listened to her messages and heard the grunt of Todd's release and the curses that often accompanied his coming. The shot heard round the world, she thought. That night Lily headed to dinner, alone. She wore a pink dress, and pink ribbon in her hair, along with a pair of pink stilettos. Her stockings were cream-colored, but her undergarments matched the clothes she wore. The lace thong, shelf bra, and garter set enhanced her complexion as well as her freckles, but that beauty was shielded from prying eyes. The cab driver delivered her safely to the restaurant and though she received a funny look when she told the attendant she was dining alone, she didn't mind. Lily had expected it. She was given a table near a window, where she could gaze at the city as well as several of the guests that were eating at the lovely Italian restaurant. An attendant came by and ran through the wine list as well as the house special for the evening. She ordered a red wine and perused the menu, every so often looking up to see who was eating and what they were enjoying. To her left and several tables away were four people, two men and two women. They laughed and smiled at each other, and occasionally would take a bite of their meals between whatever they were discussing. The food one man was eating looked delectable, so when Lily was asked what she would want for the evening, she asked the server to discover what the man was eating and she would have the same as him. The server agreed and Lily watched as he casually walked past the table with the four diners. He then circled back, with the pretense of refilling her water glass and told her the name of the dish. Lily ordered it and quietly waited alone for her meal to arrive. While she did, she pulled out her phone and sent an offline message to Todd. She told him that she had found a Georgio's near her and she was dining there right now. She explained what meal she was eating and how it felt strange to eat in such a pricey place alone. She told him she approximately what time she was going to go to the ladies' room and warned him that he was expected to go too. Her food arrived and she enjoyed the rich sauce and the al dente pasta. The flavors exploded on her palette and as she savored every bite, she noticed the women who were laughing with the two men. They were stunning creatures; a raven haired beauty and a blond, but they were dressed conservatively, which made Lily feel as if the dinner was more formal than pleasure. She looked away when one of the men caught her staring at him. She felt her skin grow heated as she saw from the corner of her eye that the man was trying to get the other man's attention. Lily noted the time, grabbed her purse and rose from the table; she passed her attendant and told him that she needed to use the ladies' room. He whispered the directions to her, and she left, slipping past various tables and guests. Once behind a locked stall, she opened her phone, slipped her hand under her skirt and behind her panty. The sound of Todd coming over the phone for her was more erotic now that she knew he was doing the exact same thing. She listened to his climax over and over again. While she did, Lily was fingering her clit and rubbing vigorously the swollen wet lips of her pussy. When she came, she swallowed the moan that threatened to expose her antics to unknown listeners. Lily wiped her hands and her sex with toilet paper, then quickly texted Todd, telling her about her orgasm and how naughty she felt. He answered back, shocking her that he was online at the same time as her. Todd: I would love to clean you up, right now. She told him the feeling was mutual. Todd: To shove you against a wall, lift your skirt and drive my dick between your slick folds. Right there in the bathroom, with no one around, just you and I. Lily asked him if he was still in the bathroom. Todd: Yeah, wanna call me? lol Lily smiled at the thought; she held the phone in one hand and smoothed down her dress before leaving the stall. She texted back that she would love to call him and waited for his reply. Her reflection in the mirror was bright and full of a sensuous glow. She picked up the phone just as his text came over the waves. Todd: Fuck yes. They don't need me at the dinner table. A giggle left Lily's lips; she left the bathroom with her phone in her hand. She stopped inside the hall of the restrooms and pressed Todd's speed dial number. He answered before the first ring had finished. She grinned and leaned against the wall behind her. He whispered to her that his cock was hard and that he wanted her on her knees in front of him. His fingers, he wanted buried in her hair. He told her that he needed to look down at her, and catch her staring back up at him. Lily listened and shifted nervously on her feet as desire slowly began to build deep inside her belly. She could hear a large party of guests milling about. Her pussy tightened as Todd's breath began to sound more labored. A figure moving down the hall toward her made her face pale. She covered the phone. "One of the restaurant managers said that the men's room was out of order," she lied. The man grumbled and Lily gave him an apologetic smile. After he was gone she returned the phone to her ear and opened the bathroom door. The men's room was quite different than the ladies'. It was furnished in a much more masculine way. The wallpaper was darker as was the wood trim, and a leather bench sat along one wall. She sat down and slipped off her shoes. Todd's voice echoed around her. She heard him in stereo as he cursed that someone had come into the bathroom. A smile rose from her lips as she listened to his phone close and his pants being zipped. She tucked her phone into her purse and waited for him to step out of one of the stalls. When he did, she rose up and waited. She heard the sound of water running and knew he was washing his hands, but still she did not make her presence known. The sound of the dryer blared through the interior of the men's room as Todd dried his hands under the scorching heat and tornado like winds that were pushed out. Only when she heard him take a step toward the bathroom door, did she round the corner and expose herself. They stood there staring at each other for what seemed like an eternity. Lily was the first to break the silence. "My business trip wasn't in Nashville; it was here in New York. I remembered your train route, the one you mapped out for me back when we first met. I also prayed to God that you wouldn't alter your routine, that all of this would work out the way I dreamed" He said nothing as she chewed on her lower lip. "I was on the train, the woman in the boring clothes and the pink ribbon in her hair," she pulled out the ribbon from the bottom of her purse. It lay between her fingers as she showed it to him. "I wasn't sure if you'd recognize me or not. I didn't want you to. I purposely kept my hair back and I wore more make-up than a super model on a photo shoot. Oh, and these," she pulled out a small plastic container and held it up, "colored contacts," she admitted. She watched him come to the realization that it was all real. That she was the woman on the train and she was in the same restaurant as he was and that she truly was standing in front of him. He closed the distance between them and grabbed her by the arms. Their lips touched and their fingers pulled and tugged at the clothes they wore. He pulled away and looked down at her, once more she saw him questioning the reality of it all. "I'm not fucking you in this bathroom," he suddenly said, breaking through the disbelief that had left him speechless. He opened his phone and she listened as he excused himself from the dinner he had been taking with his CEO, and two female co-workers. Hand in hand they left the restaurant and when they arrived at her hotel, it was with the idea of living out many of their online fantasies.