Somewhere Else

The text came Monday morning: Can you get away this afternoon? I've made arrangements. - J

Carol's hands shook as she typed back: What kind of arrangements?

The kind where we don't have to worry about Kate coming home. The kind where I can take my time with you.

She couldn’t help but flash back to the time they spent on Saturday, she had never been pleased in that manner before, first thing he did after she followed him upstairs was to kiss her, he kissed like it was the last thing he would ever do on earth, and she returned his kiss with much vigor. She thought back to how she felt when he led her to the bed, she felt scared but safe, she was finally getting what she has wanted for years, and by God she was going to enjoy it, fuck the consequences.

She watched with wide eyes as he spread her legs and knelt between them, then he said “If you keep looking at me with those doe eyes, I would fuck your mouth again,” she didn’t know what possessed her in that moment, but she wanted to pull him up and kiss him again, there’s just something about his mouth that calls her name, but he pushed her back and said “This is my show, don’t make me tie you up, lay back and enjoy, make sure to scream, I want to hear you.” All she could do was nod and bite her lips, “Good girl” was the last thing he said.

She remembered as he slowly slid her panties, she raised her hips slightly as he slid the panties off, their eyes met and she felt shy and self conscious then she pressed her legs tightly, he stared at her intently with his dark eyes and then he started unbuttoning his shirt, then he said “Open your legs for me before I finish,” she had a mind to leave them close, she wanted to be punished, but she was scared he would stop, slowly she opened her legs, and immediately his eyes went to her pussy, she felt self conscious, she should have waxed but he didn’t seem to mind. He slid his fingers along her pussy, “You’re wet,” he said, then he popped the finger into his mouth, while he kept his eyes on her, her eyes widened as he sucked his fingers clean “You taste good” he said.

He still kept his eyes on her as he bent towards her pussy, she closed her eyes bracing for the sensation she knew would feel good then he said “Open your eyes, and keep them on me, close them again and I’ll stop,” she complied immediately. He but his nose on her pussy and took a deep breath “You smell so good,” she was going to say thank you, but the words caught in her throat, so she just nodded and focused on keeping her eyes open.

She remembered how she felt when she first felt his tongue on hers, she let out a moan, and watched him, he kept his eyes on hers as he continued to flick his tongue on her clit, it felt so good and she let out soft moans, she still kept her eyes on his as he flicked his tongue on her clit, then he started sucking her clit.

A couple of guys had given her fairly good head, but nothing compared to the sensation she felt when he started sucking her clit, as she remembered it, she felt her pussy throb, she remembered him trying to keep her logs open as he sucked on them, she couldn’t keep her eyes open anymore, her threw her head back trying not to be too loud, her hands grabbing what she could on the bed, her toes curling and digging into the bed, she knew she was saying words, but what she was saying didn’t register in her head. She grabbed his head pushing it deeper into her pussy as she grind her pussy as fast as she could, she felt like she was going to cry, he continued to suck while she grind, she remembered saying “Please” as she felt the pressure build in her belly, finally she said his name “James” as she let go, it felt like a wave of heat roll through her entire body and her mind went blank as she lay there weak.

She remembered James looking down at her smiling like he won a trophy then he said “You look so beautiful, you have no idea how much I want to bury myself deep inside you, but I won’t, When I do, it won’t be rushed, do you understand?” She nodded he head yes, then he said “Good girl” kissed her on the fore head then he got a warm towel to clean her up. She almost cried because no one had ever done that, she wanted to say “I love you” because it was how she felt, she didn’t though, she was scared it’ll chase him away.

Maybe today would be the day he finally fucked her, she needed to think of what to tell Kate.

She told Kate she had to cover a shift at work. Told her roommate she was studying at the library. Told herself she wasn't already in too deep, even though she knew it was a lie.

The address he sent her was for a hotel downtown—nice, but not so nice that it would be memorable. Discreet.

Room 847.

Carol stood outside the door at 2 PM exactly, her pulse racing. She knocked once.

James opened the door, and the look on his face told her exactly what the next few hours would hold.

"Get in here," he said, already reaching for her.

The door closed behind her, and this time there was no rush, no fear of being interrupted. This time, they had all afternoon.