Lady in Black

I woke up early so I could get ready to get down to the conference room to set up for the last day of meetings. I was still tired; I had been up most of the night with Leslie. She loved to fuck all night and in the mornings she still looked fresh as a daisy. Me on the other hand I looked like 40 shades of hell with no sleep. I jumped into the shower, brushed out my long hair, applied some light make-up and slipped into my suit. I grabbed my computer and my bag and headed out my hotel room door. I went to the elevator and hit the ground floor, off into the room downstairs I spotted her almost immediately. She wore a tight little black skirt that was well above her knee. She wore a pair of black peek-a-boo heels and a white blouse that was conservative. Her short black hair was spiked up and shore wore stylish glass down on her little turned up nose.

I had watched her all day flipping around bending over at just the right time so I had a view of her perky little tits, all day she was a huge flirt, I knew that tonight I was going to nail her ass. The conference was over, everyone else was going home but we had decided to spend one more night together before she flew back out to her home. We had a nice quiet dinner and then hit the elevator.

“Baby I’m going to go to my room and change and I’ll come to your room,” Leslie said.

“Okay, I think I’ll shower, and I’ll be out shortly just let yourself in,” I told her.

I went into my room, after making sure she got into hers. I stripped my clothes off and stepped into the shower. It felt good to let the water run over my body. I grabbed the razor to shave my pussy nice and smooth for her. When I stepped out I could smell the candles burning in my room, I knew she was there waiting for me. I brushed through my hair, threw on a little eyeliner, some mascara and put on a white fuzzy robe that hung on the back of the door. I stepped into my room, she had lit at least 12 candles maybe more, and on the big king size bed was a vision in black. She wore a lace bodysuit, thigh highs all black fish net, black heels, her make-up was unusually heavier than I’d seen her in but she looked absolutely gorgeous. I smiled my approval at her; she held a glass of wine that she sipped from with her red full lips. I walked over to her and took the glass from her hand. I started to sip it and sat on the side of the bed we made a little small talk when I decided I need to pay attention to her. I sat the glass down on the table beside the bed.


I leaned over to her and took her leg and pulled her around she giggled, I slipped her black heel off and began to massage her foot she laid back on the pillows. I rubbed her foot and then my hand wandered up her calf. Her legs were slightly spread apart and I could see the outline of her tight little slit. I continued my massage slipping off her other shoe I rubbed that foot and calf as well. After about 10 minutes I started to rub her thighs, gently kneading them, and she let her legs fall apart so I had access to her pussy.