A day in the life...

*This post contains explicit sex. If you find that offensive leave now. Otherwise enjoy

The shrill beeping of his alarm woke him. It was 6:30 and already his stomach was in a knot. Today was the day he’d been waiting for since last October. Now, 7 months later, he would finally live out his fantasy. He turned and saw his wife sleeping next to him, her naked body glowing in the pre dawn light coming in through his vertical blinds. He leans over and kisses her shoulder, gently waking her up.

She turns and stretches out a “good morning” while yawning, her small breasts stretching, with her arms above her head.

He rubs her belly and tells her it time for her to shower for work. She smiles and reaches up to kiss him and gets up. He watches her butt swish from side to side as she pads over to the bathroom to shower.

Lying there, he starts to think about his upcoming day and how wonderful it will be. He runs a checklist of things in his head to make sure he doesn’t forget anything. A good shower, a good shave, must trim body hair; get his shorts and tank top and sneakers ready. Must have cash for cab fare--At least $40 is needed. He runs his route over again in his head and works out the time frame to make sure he has it all covered. He starts becoming aroused and starts to count to 100 in his head to calm himself.

At 99 his penis is fully erect. He starts to count backwards in his head and concentrates on the numbers—98, 97,96,95…..50, 49, 48—At 47 he feels himself calming and continues to count till he’s flaccid again.

The sound of the shower ends and a few minutes later his wife comes out. Naked and damp from her shower, her hair soaked and clinging to her face in strands. He looks at her for a bit and walks to the bathroom smiling at her. He closes the door and uses the toilet for a few and then steps into the shower. He makes sure to lather himself well and washes every crevice twice. He looks in his shower mirror and lathers shaving gel across his cheeks and chin. Holding the razor he begins to run the blade down his cheeks and then his chin and jaw line, finishing with the area between his lips and nose. Making sure he has a close shave he turns his attention to the rest of his body and begins to trim what needs trimming and making sure that those areas that should be smooth, are.

Stepping out he opens the bathroom door to let out the steam. The doors are playing on the radio; His wife must have put the tape in and turned it on. He cringes and tries to ignore Jim Morrison while he puts deodorant on and brushes his teeth. He brushes his hair and walks out of the bathroom. His wife is dressed and is combing out her still damp hair. He reaches for his shorts as his wife looks at him through the reflection in the mirror.

“mmm..You are so hot! I want you right now.” Comes from her lips. He smiles.

“If I didn’t have to leave early to catch the bus, I’d fuck you here and now.” She smiles at his response and starts applying her lipstick still watching him dress.

He puts his socks on and then his Sneakers and starts collecting his wallet and cash. He throws on his Tank top and grabs his Bag.

“The bus leaves for the resort at 8 so I need to go now. I don’t know what time we’ll be getting back into the city so I’ll give you a call form my cell if I’m going to be late”

“OK, have fun” she responds and he kisses her good bye.

“I will” As he closes the door behind him.

He walks down the stairs and out the door to his building. The air is humid and warm but not uncomfortable yet. He breathes in a lung full of air to calm his nerves and heads for the train to the city. In his head thoughts of the upcoming days activities excite him. He decides to get off on 34th street and catch a cab there. It’s close to the tunnel and should be a quick ride to the hotel near the airport.

34th Street comes up and he exits the R train he got on near his home. It’s 8:00 am in the morning as he walks out of the station and takes another breath. 30 more minutes till his day really starts. While waiting for a cab to flag down he thinks about his coworkers going to some resort for the company picnic and how while they won’t know where he is, it won’t matter cause he’ll be having too much fun. He’ll deal with them in the morning. Tell them he missed the bus or something. A cab comes up with its “On Duty” light on and he waves it down.

The street is empty at this time and mentions what hotel to take him to near La Guardia. The driver takes off and in minutes they are through the tunnel and on the Van Wyck heading to the hotel. He gets out of the cab and tips the cab driver well. His stomach is filled with excited butterflies. He hasn’t eaten breakfast but isn’t hungry--at least not for food—yet.

At the concierge desk he asks for Elaine’s Room. The concierge, in his Grey suit with silver buttons and gold nameplate that says “Roger” says “certainly” and types into a computer looks at the green letters on the black screen and then picks up the phone receiver and dials a room number.

“Good morning Ms. M, Rafael is here to see you? Yes, thank you” Roger hangs up the phone and with a knowing smile tells him what room and to “Have a good day”

The elevator door opens and he enters with a man wearing a gray pin striped suit with a paper folded under him arm. “Morning” they both say to each other and exchange pleasant “I don’t Know you but I’m gonna be nice to you anyway” smiles. The elevator opens onto the 3rd floor and he gets out. The room he needs is right there and he pauses a moment to calm himself before he knocks. A second passes and the door opens.

“HI!” Elaine excitedly says with an ear-to-ear smile. Her short Auburn hair neatly styled. Her green eyes sparkling and standing out against her Florida tan. She's wearing tight blue biker shorts and a tank top. No makeup but she looks gorgeous to him. He steps in and reaches to hug her hello. She falls into his arms and the hug he was going to give her turns into a kiss. The door slams shut and with his bag still draped on his shoulder, he wraps his arms around her and continues to kiss her. His kisses are immediately returned and his bag starts to slip off his shoulder and he takes a moment to release her to let it fall to the ground where it will stay all day.

Their jaws work furiously with the lust involved in the kiss. Their tongues sliding against each other, while she pulls him against her pinning herself against the wall. 7 months of talking on the phone about how much they wanted each other are being released. Her moans fill his ears as they stay like that for what seems like forever.

He doesn’t remember how but one minute he had her pinned to the wall and the next she's laying on her back in bed with him on top of her still kissing her. He moves to her neck and kisses her while she gasps “god you’re mouth is amazing” He runs his hand under her shirt and raises it up exposing her small breasts. The whiteness of the skin of her stomach and breast contrast with the dark tan of her legs, face and arm. Her skin is soft to the touch as he slides his tongue over her erect silver dollar sized nipples. She lightly moans at that and he slowly repeats the gesture on her other breast.

His erection strains against his shorts so he stands, takes off his tank top and unbuttons his shorts. They fall to the ground and he steps out of them and back onto her where he finishes removing her shirt and begins kissing her again. He feels like a schoolboy who’s never been with a woman before. His passion getting the better of him as he fumbles and can’t control himself. He slides her shorts off and marvels at how she looks laying there naked, waiting for him. Her legs are slightly parted and she's smiling at him.

He kneels beside her head and she takes him into her mouth, his hands rub her breast while he watches her. She had told him many times in the past how she wanted to enjoy having him in her mouth and he watches as she does so. He slides his hand down her soft flat belly and over her sparse, neatly kept, patch of auburn colored public. He runs his fingers along her lips and rubs her clit. She lets out a moan as he slides his fingers into her moist pussy. They play with each other like this for a while. Until he grows impatient, like a young high school student, and pulls out of her mouth lays between her legs to kiss her.

She opens her legs for him and he slides in to her easily. She whimpers at the sensation of his filling her. She's tight from 10 years of not being with a man. He tries to be gentle but his nervousness makes him lose control and he starts to thrust too quickly for her.

“Ow! Stop, please, your hurting me.” He stops, ashamed of himself.

“God, I’m so sorry. I got carried away. I’ve wanted you for too long and to have you here, now, is making me so nervous cause I want to please you.”

She smiles and kisses him." It’s ok. Just lay back and let’s slow down."

He pulls out of her, and lays back on the bed. She straddles him, her crotch pressed against his. He can feel her wetness. She bends over to kiss him like they had kissed before. After a few minutes she slides him into her, She's very tight wrapped around his shaft, and starts to gyrate on top of him, grinding her pussy onto his dick making sure her clit is stimulated. She kisses him and then he sits up and starts to suck on her breasts while holding her tight smooth ass in his hands. She moans louder and louder until finally she cums. He's amazed!

The only woman he’d had sex with before was his wife and she never cums. He thought it was because of him, but here was a fabulously sexy, beautiful woman cumming while he fucked her. His confidence grew ten fold.

He lay down and she kisses him some more, still riding his cock, still cumming every few minutes. After awhile he picks her up, she's surprisingly light, and lays her on her back. She tells him to be careful, and he is, as he begin to thrust into her. She throws her head back moaning at the sensation. Her hands grab his hips telling him how fast to go and how deep until finally she cums explosively and he along with her. He lays on top of her for a bit, kissing her cheek and the side of her neck. He finds her mouth when they catch their breaths and they share a less lust-filled, but no less passionate, kiss before he pulls out and rolls onto his back. She rolls to her side and rests her hand on her arm and looks at him. She smiles.

“I knew you’d be good the minute you kissed me the way you did, but I didn’t expect to cum like that”

He smiles in return to the compliment, “I’m glad you liked. I wanted you to be pleased and feel like your trip from Florida was worth it.”

She smiles back naughtily “Oh, it is” and with that she stands up and goes to the bathroom. He watches her toned naked body with her tanned legs and arms and her lily-white torso—tan lines from wearing a one-piece bathing suit--walk to the bathroom. He listens to the sounds of her peeing and washing up a bit and smiles to himself thinking how she was more gorgeous than he thought and how he had no idea her body—at the 50 plus years he figured she was cause she won't tell him—is in such great shape. She comes back to find him smiling and erect as he watches her flat stomach and her firm breasts move towards him.

She cleans him off and tosses the soiled tissues into the wastebasket at the side of the bed. She lays next to him and they talked and joke around with each other. She begins to play with his penis and sucks on it for while teasing him before coming up to his face and whispers to him, “Eat me”

He smiles and puts on an evil smile, “Yeah? Beg me to” he jokes.

“Please, Rafael?” she said through her pouty lips, “please eat my pussy”

He smiles and throw her back on the bed. She laughsd as he spreads her legs and dives in between her legs to give her what she's asked for. Throughout it all she begs him and to his surprise—because his wife has never cum during oral sex and he thought he didn’t know how to do it properly—she cums, calling out his name, telling him how fabulous his mouth is, and then again and once more until finally he can’t take it anymore and enters her and begin to thrust into her forcefully. She doesn’t stop him, and moans all the louder until finally just as he cums she goes stiff and screams in orgasm.

They collapse against the bed and realize that they had gone from the center of the bed to now hanging half on and half off. They right themselves and laugh. Clean themselves off and exchange massages and more pleasant conversation. They get to know each other much better than they already had. The friendship they had struck up months ago was there in the forefront of everything they were doing together that day and growing all the stronger for it.

For the rest of the day this continues. Passionate and playful sex followed by conversation and discussion. Until finally at 4pm he looks into her smiling eyes and feel like shit when he tells her, as she rests her chin against his chest, that he needs to go. She frowns but nods in understanding. She offers to shower with him, and he almost says yes, but he turns down the offer knowing that taking a shower with her would only lead to another round of sex and he was already late in getting back.

He showers thinking back on the day and smiles a happy smile. It was the first time in a long time, maybe the first time ever, that he was truly happy. He walks out and she's still there, naked, waiting for him. The temptation to say, “Fuck it all” and stay the night with her is overpowering” He gets dressed and hugs her deep and hard and kisses her passionately good bye.

He leaves the hotel feeling light and free and then calls a cab. The whole cab ride he smiles as he thinks about that entire day and then frowns when he realizes how much he's going to miss her when she goes back to Florida. He knew this was a one-time deal and he’d never share another day like this with her again. Resigned to that sad thought he looks out as the world whooshes by in the passenger side window and goes home to his wife.