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but I only had a short amount of time and I had to basically come “as is.” My mother would certainly raise an eyebrow if I was getting changed into some whorish get-up to go out to dinner with my gay boyfriend. He assured me that I could wear a burlap sack and it would be fine with him, as long as he got to see me.
I woke up Sunday morning with a giant smile across my face. 12 hours. I was finally going to see him in 12 hours. I went about my day as usual with my kids, trying to stay as busy as possible. I couldn’t believe I managed to be around my mother all day long without giving it away somehow. I was absolutely about to burst in anticipation of seeing him again. I couldn’t wait to see his dimpled grin when we laid eyes on each other and to finally feel his lips against mine, knowing that this time we were so much more than work friends.
12:18 p.m.: Hitting the road, babe, see you in 6 hours…
12:19 p.m.: Drive faster.
Mom and I had gone to the pool with the girls that afternoon, so I had the perfect excuse to take a shower and redo my hair and make-up. My outfit was typical for a hot summer weekend, fitted aqua V-neck tee and white capri jeans with my black wedge sandals. And with white jeans, well, I had no choice but to wear a lacy light pink thong; but I wasn’t planning on letting him see that this soon.
It was about 5:30 p.m. when I heard from him, he had just passed Greensboro and had made reservations at a Holiday Inn Express on I-40, which was not far from my house. I probably could have waited until he at least got to the hotel and got checked in, but I was so excited that I left when he was still about 10 minutes away. Then I had to drive around aimlessly trying to calm my nerves until he finally texted me the room number.
6:37 p.m.: Room 207… see you there
I pulled into the parking lot and smiled like a maniac when I spotted his Georgia plates parked there too. My heart was racing uncontrollably when I ran in and pushed the elevator button multiple times. HURRY UP HURRY UP HURRY UP!!! I hung a left off the elevator and as I approached his door I noticed he had left it cracked open for me. I didn’t want to barge in, so I knocked quietly and nervously yelled out “ROOM SERVICE!”
He was already laughing when he came to the door, and he pulled me inside so quickly that my sunglasses on top of my head flew to the floor. My heart leapt as soon as my eyes met his; he was even more handsome than I remembered.
“Well, hello, Miss Mallory.”
I started to answer, “Hey Troub…” but he had already taken my face firmly in his hands and drew me in for a kiss. First a couple of sweet little brushes across the lips that were nothing short of delicious, and then he swept his tongue into my mouth and pulled me up tight against his chest for a long, deep kiss.
It was like no kiss I had ever had before, with a deliberate intensity that made it clear a kiss like this couldn’t exist between people who were actually married to each other. His tongue was gigantic, surprisingly so. It filled my entire mouth, leaving me lightheaded and practically gasping for air yet desperate to go back for more of his sweet taste.
As our lips finally parted, he made a motion to politely pick up my sunglasses from behind us, but I forcefully pushed his arms back, and with a muffled “LEAVE THEM,” I grabbed the back of his head and went in for another. I wrapped my arms around his neck and we collapsed on the bed next to us. He placed his hands securely around my hips, “Here, babe, come sit next to me,” and set me beside him on the edge of the bed. That was all fine and dandy, but I proceeded to grab him by the ass and pull him right on top of me instead.
We both giggled as we continued to kiss and wiggle ourselves closer to the middle of the mattress. I wrapped my legs around him while we lay there, grinding into each other and making out like two teenagers in love. He removed my T-shirt within
I woke up Sunday morning with a giant smile across my face. 12 hours. I was finally going to see him in 12 hours. I went about my day as usual with my kids, trying to stay as busy as possible. I couldn’t believe I managed to be around my mother all day long without giving it away somehow. I was absolutely about to burst in anticipation of seeing him again. I couldn’t wait to see his dimpled grin when we laid eyes on each other and to finally feel his lips against mine, knowing that this time we were so much more than work friends.
12:18 p.m.: Hitting the road, babe, see you in 6 hours…
12:19 p.m.: Drive faster.
Mom and I had gone to the pool with the girls that afternoon, so I had the perfect excuse to take a shower and redo my hair and make-up. My outfit was typical for a hot summer weekend, fitted aqua V-neck tee and white capri jeans with my black wedge sandals. And with white jeans, well, I had no choice but to wear a lacy light pink thong; but I wasn’t planning on letting him see that this soon.
It was about 5:30 p.m. when I heard from him, he had just passed Greensboro and had made reservations at a Holiday Inn Express on I-40, which was not far from my house. I probably could have waited until he at least got to the hotel and got checked in, but I was so excited that I left when he was still about 10 minutes away. Then I had to drive around aimlessly trying to calm my nerves until he finally texted me the room number.
6:37 p.m.: Room 207… see you there
I pulled into the parking lot and smiled like a maniac when I spotted his Georgia plates parked there too. My heart was racing uncontrollably when I ran in and pushed the elevator button multiple times. HURRY UP HURRY UP HURRY UP!!! I hung a left off the elevator and as I approached his door I noticed he had left it cracked open for me. I didn’t want to barge in, so I knocked quietly and nervously yelled out “ROOM SERVICE!”
He was already laughing when he came to the door, and he pulled me inside so quickly that my sunglasses on top of my head flew to the floor. My heart leapt as soon as my eyes met his; he was even more handsome than I remembered.
“Well, hello, Miss Mallory.”
I started to answer, “Hey Troub…” but he had already taken my face firmly in his hands and drew me in for a kiss. First a couple of sweet little brushes across the lips that were nothing short of delicious, and then he swept his tongue into my mouth and pulled me up tight against his chest for a long, deep kiss.
It was like no kiss I had ever had before, with a deliberate intensity that made it clear a kiss like this couldn’t exist between people who were actually married to each other. His tongue was gigantic, surprisingly so. It filled my entire mouth, leaving me lightheaded and practically gasping for air yet desperate to go back for more of his sweet taste.
As our lips finally parted, he made a motion to politely pick up my sunglasses from behind us, but I forcefully pushed his arms back, and with a muffled “LEAVE THEM,” I grabbed the back of his head and went in for another. I wrapped my arms around his neck and we collapsed on the bed next to us. He placed his hands securely around my hips, “Here, babe, come sit next to me,” and set me beside him on the edge of the bed. That was all fine and dandy, but I proceeded to grab him by the ass and pull him right on top of me instead.
We both giggled as we continued to kiss and wiggle ourselves closer to the middle of the mattress. I wrapped my legs around him while we lay there, grinding into each other and making out like two teenagers in love. He removed my T-shirt within
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