Sunrise Motel

Friday came round in no time and I found myself soon enough pulling the car up to cabin 7, the old faithful room where so many of us had fantastic memories. I hoped for more of the same, and with that in mind I'd gone for a tried and tested favourite outfit. It was summer and the heat of the day still lingered, so I'd be making my entrance in a short flimsy floral dress, light material and crimson with beige, mid-thigh length and desperate to flutter to the floor if the shoulder straps were to be brushed slightly down my arms. Underneath I wore a delicate scarlet negligee, barely of a length with the matching thong and split up the sides above the suspender belt. I had gone for cool naked tan stockings with a delicate ivory lace top and black stiletto heals which I hoped Adele would hear clicking up the path to the cabin door and be assured that trouble was heading her way.

Those few steps to the door dispelled any nerves, as the caressing sway of my dress against the bare tops of my thighs and the bra-less freedom of my bobbing breasts got my blood soaring faster through my veins - like electric. I was back in the mindset and in the mood. The door almost pushed itself away from my hand as I moved to enter, and as I'd rehearsed in my mind, I stretched a hand up the doorframe, other hand on my hip, legs apart, and stood hoping for a strikingly sexy silhouette effect against the last golden rays of the day. I soaked up the tension in the room as my eyes adjusted to the darker interior, and felt the breathless anxiety from her before I could see her. The moment I made out her shape, lying on her side on the bed, sheets opened in welcome, I gathered my poise to this next bit to best effect. I stood hands by side and slowly moved towards the bed with a deliberate and exaggerated sway of the hips. Half way I crossed my arms over my breasts and with a smooth and graceful stroke, moved them back to my side having seemingly moved the straps of my dress off my shoulders in the breeze of the motion. By the time I'd reached the bed the dress had slipped down past my ankles and the motion to raise my knee to kneel on the side of the bed was timed to perfection to step out of it. I planted my hands on the cool white sheets and leant forward purposefully to plant my freshly moistened lips softly and wetly against her open eager mouth.