What if...

What if we had one night? Would it be enough? What would it be like? I have thought about it over and over. Every scenario has played through my head. Would it be a night of rough hard core fucking? Would it be a night of tender love making? Would it be a night of just holding each other and simply enjoying each other? I never thought in my wildest dreams that I would fall in love with a married man. Hell, my marriage ended because my husband had an affair. And here I am. The Other Woman. But it isn't like that. Not with you. We have never touched. Never shared a lover's embrace. But you have always made me feel like the most beautiful woman in the world. I love the sparkle in your eyes when you see me. I love the slight smile when you are thinking naughty thoughts. And most of all I love that smug look when you get your way.* And get your way, you certainly do. If you ask anything of me, you know you will get it. And ask you did. "Come see me?" you say as we are talking. We have never escort izmit approached this topic and I can't tell from you if you are serious. "Yeah, sure. I am on my way," I respond and laugh it off. Your voice changes. Your eyes darken a bit and you say again, "Come see me." This time there was no question in your voice. It was a man, my man, demanding to see his girl. I look into the camera with questioning eyes. You know I am stubborn and not good at submitting. Your eyes soften, but that tone is still there. You are staring back at me through my computer screen. "I am serious, baby. Come see me." I look into your beautiful eyes and just nod. You know I will do what I can. As soon as you are off my screen, I book a hotel room and hop in the car. It takes several hours before I valet my car. I check in and flip open my laptop. I lay on the bed and wait for you. My computer chimes and you are ringing through. "Did you do as I ask?" you say. No hello. No Hey Babe. Just izmit escort that tone again. Part of me wants to shake my head and scream out, No! But you already know I did. You already know that I am here. I can see it in your eyes. I can see that smugness wash over you. You know you have me. You can sense my defiance. You can tell that I am disappointed in myself for giving in to you. In an attempt to maintain this balance we have, your whole demeanor softens a bit. There is a slight smile on your lips as you ask "Where?" I give you the address of the hotel and you tell me to be ready by seven. I decide to pamper myself a bit and go to the spa for a massage and wax. I want everything to be perfect tonight. My skin is radiant and my girly parts smooth as I leave the spa. I head back to my room to wash the oil from my body and get dressed. As I am unlocking the door, I feel these strong arms wrap around me. I am pulled back into a hard chest. I spin izmit kendi evi olan escort around and am nose to chin with you! "What the hell are you doing here? I thought you said seven. Oh, this is just part of your game. You decide when and where." And there is that smug look again. Your arms are still around me and I spin to free myself from your grasp. You chuckle as you ask me where I am going. I don't need to respond because you can see the defiance dripping from me. You step forward, pressing me against the door with your body. We have never even been in the same room and now you are against me. I inhale as you open the door and move me inside. I finally have room to move and walk away from you. "Baby Girl!" you say and I spin around. "Come here." I cross my arms in defiance. "Baby Girl, Don't make me ask you again." I hang my head and walk towards to you. I don't know why, but I need to do what you say. I need to be this person in your company. "Look at me." you say. Your tone a bit softer. As I slowly lift my head, I see the sparkle in your eyes. I see you, my Man, smiling at me. My whole body relaxes. You pull me to you, your hands on my face and guide my mouth to yours. Our lips meet for the first time and I can feel it in every cell of my body.