So to re-cap as it's been far too long without updating you all on this journey....
I had met with Mr I and things looked promising but as usual the daily lot of work and family left no time to continue with my adventure. Not only that, feeling so close that I was now to the finale I was plagued with doubts...why would I want to do this, how could I betray those I loved, how could I think of taking this step. Now some of you may think yes indeed how could she? What does she want - her cake and eat it too!! I AM in a happy marriage, I have a fantastic sex life at home. I'm not looking for a substitute or an excuse for a way out!! This is purely sexual, an extension to my own fantasy, no ties, no regrets!
It took me a while to come to terms with the above, I wrestled inwardly for a number of weeks, hence my quietness on the blog - apologies to all who were awaiting the next chapter.....
So here goes, Mr I and I had continued to exchange the odd text, but I even went quiet in answering him due to my doubts during this time. At one point he text me to say 'I gather you have changed your mind?' And then when I didn't respond 'so goodbye pretty lady'. I felt awful that he would think I had led him on, but I needed to set things straight in my own head first and be confident in my own decision. Confidence is a key in a situation such as this, you can't be a shrinking violet and enter into a full blown hot sexual encounter!!
So, one day I just text him to say 'Hi, so still want to meet?' With my mind made up, now I wanted to feel the sexual buzz you get the first time, I needed the whole experience, the build up, which is almost as important as the act itself....needless to say he came back very quickly, eager to continue where we had left off.
After various phone chats, we agreed a date. It was in a couple of weeks so gave me time to plan. Not sure if you may have gathered but I like to be in control of situations! So this gave me a perfect stage to work my magic.
I bought a rather sexy black and pink number, lace topped stockings and killer black heels to top it off.
My plan was to arrive at our chosen hotel first and change into something more comfortable! I wanted to open the door when he arrived dressed to kill in just my sexy bedroom underwear and a smile :) just to watch his reaction would be the biggest turn on. The power that that one act could give me would be thrilling....just planning it made me tingle all over and damp with excitement.
So the day arrived, I had spent the previous evening, beautifying myself in all the rights places - as I'm sure you ladies out there will understand! I was leaving early from work, and, oh my god was it hard to concentrate on anything throughout the day. Meetings became a blur, god knows what I agreed to in my dazed state! All day I played and replayed the one moment when he arrived.
I left work early so I would have a good two hours before he arrived. Checking into the hotel I was sure they knew what I was up too, like I had it stamped on my forehead!! Once I had my key and found the room it was time for preparations to begin. I had planned this with military precision so knew exactly what to do.....shower, moisturise every inch, hair, make-up, perfume, underwear....it was supposed to relax me, my planning, but my hand shook as I applied my make-up, my mouth was dry as I dressed and beads of perspiration broke out when I was curling my hair......
Mr I text me through the couple of hours,asking if I was sure I was ok, that I hadn't changed my mind, re-assuring me it was ok if I had and we could just have a drink together again. It was good to know that he was thinking of how I felt and gave me renewed confidence in what we were about to do. He asked me what I wanted him to do when he first got there. I said 'pass me a glass of wine (I had asked he stop at the bar on the way in when he arrived, I had said only then would I give him the room number!), then pull me to him and kiss me, and run his hands over my body'. I think that did the trick as he announced he was nearly with me.....
There was then a soft knock at the door, one last look in the mirror and I walked confidently to the door. As I opened it and stepped back in his eyes took in my appearance as his gaze swept over me, 'oh wow!' he said. Softly closing the door behind him he pulled me to him, once against him I could feel he was already hard, his lips came down, crushing mine passionately our breathing coming fast as the passion erupted. His hands travelled over my shoulders down my sides, moving to cup my breasts, gently squeezing them through the thin material, my nipples hardening beneath his touch I left out a soft moan as his hand travelled further to between my legs as he felt the affect of our touch........
