1. Meeting James Chapter Three


    Date: 2/22/2016, Categories: Mature, Author: Melanieatplay, Rating: 19, Source: LushStories

    orgasm with him. He collapsed on top of me and his movement caused his cock and thumb to be expelled from my body. A few seconds later he slid to my side and held me close against him, face to face in the bed. After a minute or so, our labored breathing slowed as we looked into each other’s eyes. We talked for a few minutes, but I could tell he was getting tired. We bid each other goodnight and I watched as he fell asleep. As I watched him rest, I thought back to the guys I was with in high school. Unlike James, they could go more than once, which I remembered enjoying, because it was fun having sex with a guy three or four times in one night. But the sessions never lasted long and there were many times when I found it difficult to reach orgasm because they got off so quickly. In contrast, James had control. He might only have gotten off once, but he gave me the time I needed to reach orgasm, multiple times, until I was near exhaustion. In the long run, sex was better with James. My last thoughts were of our amazing weekend as I drifted off to sleep. The six-thirty alarm jarred us both out of our sleep. James had an eight-fifteen flight so we didn’t have much time. We jumped into the shower together, but because of the time restraint, we only showered. I watched as he soaped up that big cock, but I behaved because I didn’t want him to miss his flight on my account. We both dried off and James went into the second bedroom to pack his things and dress. I walked into the ...
    walk-in closet and saw a huge suitcase and two matching garment bags. The majority of my clothes had already been packed. I picked a dark blue, jean skirt and red t-shirt to wear over a white, cotton thong and matching bra, then neatly packed the rest of my things in the suitcase. A few minutes later, I heard a knock at our door, it was the bell captain to take our luggage down to the valet. We walked through the casino, holding hands. Neither of us saying a word, as I felt a wretchedness wash over me. I wanted him to stay, or I wanted to go with him, neither option I knew was possible. As we drove the mustang back to the rental car company, James finally spoke. “I’ll l be back in about a month and I want to talk to you, or at least text, every day.” I tried as hard as I could to force a smile, “I’d like that,” I said softly. He rubbed my thigh like he had done since we met. As we pulled into the rental car company, I cursed myself for not keeping an emotional distance from him. Why couldn’t I have just have had sex with him and enjoyed his company without feeling something for him? He returned the rental car and I hailed a cab. The cabbie helped transfer our luggage from the Mustang to his cab. James pulled me close, legs touching, in the back of the cab on the short drive to the airport. We pulled into the departing flights area in front of James’ airline, and I felt as if the tears would be falling any second, but I did everything in my power to hold them back. No matter what ...
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