Weekend in L.A. (fm:threesomes, 1808 words) | |||
Author: Bobwillyc | |||
Added: Oct 31 2000 | Views / Reads: 1486 / 1072 [72%] | Story vote: 8.00 (2 votes) | |
I fly in to Los Angeles on a Friday afternoon. You meet me at the gate as I come off the plane. A long hug and kiss and we are off to the hotel room you have arranged for our weekend. We hold hands and talk of how we've missed one another, all the way | |||
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I fly in to Los Angeles on a Friday afternoon. You meet me at the gate as I come off the plane. A long hug and kiss and we are off to the hotel room you have arranged for our weekend. We hold hands and talk of how we've missed one another, all the way to the hotel.This is the first time I have seen you since you moved away to go to graduate school. We had started a brief and tentative affair not long before you moved. I’m sure you didn’t let it go too far, to prevent it from changing your decision to move away from me and all your friends & family.
The time we’ve spent apart hasn’t tempered our passion for each other. Instead, torrid e-mails and occasional long distance calls bordering on phone sex, have fueled our feelings. Finally a business trip to the West coast has given us the opportunity to be together and live out the fantasies we’ve tortured each other with over these last months.
The ride to the motel goes quickly. We have talked non-stop catching up on each other’s life since your move. We get to the room and I'm very excited to finally be alone with you. The room is a suite with a kitchenette, sitting area, and closet space. With a nervous smile, you ask me what I want to do first. Not wanting to seem too eager and wanting to make this as romantic as possible, I suggest a massage. I had been working in a physical therapy department and the women that I had worked on said I had quite a talent for it. You say that that ...
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