Driving home after a meet is a lovely experience. The mind and body are still basking in the afterglow of all the excitement and the lovemaking of the previous evening and (even better) of the morning just gone.
I fill the car with gas - it's a bit of a drive - but I'm unbothered by the prospect because I know the events of the preceding day will play again and again in my mind giving me warmth and pleasure in my body and time will pass effortlessly.
Indeed only an hour had passed since we'd kissed goodbye promising to talk soon and arrange 'time away' for our next secret rendezvous. That had been our first meet and it had been well spent. In fact we both were well spent by the end. A smile comes to my face, a brief tickle to my tummy at the thought.
The parting kiss had been as horny as the initiatory one the previous evening. All the passion and excitement rose up but had to be quashed - we had to attend to our other lives. She told me she wanted me, her hand pressing into my groin kneading my manhood, getting me crazy again for her. Our kissing became more urgent, my hands were already inside her dress clutching her lovely, lovely bottom. But something sounded in our heads, the call from that other world, summoning as back to familial and work concerns. We smiled at each other knowingly. There would be more of this soon enough.
A soothing thought enters my mind. How horny I had been. My marriage had broken down partly through lack of real passion and I had worried that middle age would sign seal and deliver impotency. I had found a new outlet - the fantasy had been around however for much longer - in dating trannies and that had certainly done the trick of invigorating my sex life but recent dates had surpassed expectation. I was loving it and was very much up to task. And this morning I had been so horny with Kate.
I had woken up early. Probably first light as the curtains hadn't been fully drawn. I'd booked the room but hadn't really planned to be still here in the morning. An evening of pleasure had been promised. Kate - married with teenage kids, I don't know much more than that - had been careful to arrange a time when family were away visiting relatives. Sometimes meets are better finished after the evening fun, but we had had a good time.
Kate was still sleeping. I couldn't get back to sleep. I brooded on the - not insignificant - fact that our lovemaking the previous evening although intense had not been fully consummated. That wasn't unusual for first meets. Ironically it was a result of too much excitement. But now I was horny. I felt the erect nipples on my chest. I moved closer to her. She stirred slightly. I let my hand wander over her body. She was still in all her girliness. I slid my hand under her lovely diaphanous babydoll and gently caressed her chest brushing her nipples and then my hand moves south. She's still in her garter-belt and I reach to her legs feeling the softness of her stockings. As I touch her legs she makes her first response shifting gently towards me and parting her legs. It's her invitation to more intimate touching. I get my first touch of her sex, still soft but the gentle movement of her hips signals that she won't stay soft for much longer. She now turns towards me in a smooth silent motion. My hand moves from its gentle massage of her clitty to clasp her bottom and aid her movement towards me. Our faces touch and our lips meet in the semi light. Nibbling becomes biting becomes more hurried kissing. Her hand has firmly gripped my stiffness, but she just squeezes enclosing it in heat. I feel her own stiffness against my leg as she moves over me kissing me strongly so that the back of my head is squashed into the pillow. I allow her onto me my hands grasping both buttocks firmly and we rock gently with each other her hands now free to stroke the length of my body. Our cocks say hello squashed between our bodies massaging our tummies as our mutual rubbing continues. Our kissing is deep and passionate. Surprisingly there is little sound. I'm sure that our neighbours will sleep on unaware of our lovemaking.
I love the feel of her on top of me, my hands paying homage to her lovely legs. I play with her garters and pull on her stockings as we kiss ever more urgently. I am so damn horny. She whispers in my ear that she wants me to make love properly to her. She rolls off from me onto her back. I reach down to find my trousers but can hardly see anything in the poor light. Reading my mind, Kate switches on the bedside lamp. It's a dim light luckily, otherwise I'd be like a rabbit caught in headlights. I find a rubber. Meanwhile Kate has had the foresight to get some lube. Even with passions high we might need some assistance. The sight of her lying there in the dim light, smiling at me, her legs parted showing me her excitement in all her glory restores the momentary lapse of hunger caused by rubbering up. God I want to have her. She's working the lube into herself and I get the pillows under her. I can't resist to take her into my mouth and I spend the next few minutes working on her. She's moaning now and so am I. Her hips gently rock to my rhythm as I caress her with tongue and mouth. But I get the sense that she wants me in her. I let her go. She lifts her legs exposing her pussy moist with gel and anticipation. Moving to kiss her we engage mouth to mouth and our sounds are now more animal. Her pussy rubs against my manhood. It wants attention, it wants filling. This girl needs a good fucking. I'm so darned hard, I feel my pushing against her and her resistance gradually give and then I'm in. There's an immediate grunt from us both and a brief electric pause and then our kissing and grinding commences afresh. It's heaven. We make love like this for some minutes. I tell Kate I'm not far away. I'm glad to hear she's close too. I up the tempo and I can sense the proximity of my climax. And before I know it I'm there and heaving and giving her all I've got. I bite her neck. She's got me locked between her legs her hands and nails digging into my buttocks. She sighs deeply and I feel her buck beneath me and the feeling of warmth on my tummy as she spends herself. After some moments still in the dimlight of the bedside lamp we lie beside each other. We sigh contentedly lying amidst perspiration and cum.
So we slept. And later we kissed after we had tidied up. And the fact of my horniness then made me feel so good.
I noticed I wasn't far from home now. This was one hell of a short drive. I had to smile.