Cafe Caliente

I am 29 athletic, a gym guy. I’ve kept the habit of playing tennis on the weekends. I am married and have two lovely daughters.  I became a lawyer, like my Dad.

 

My heart jumped... It was her! I hadn't seen Peggy for more than 3 years and I still felt for her even though I didn’t want to admit it. We’d had a torrid romance that lasted a little more than a year.  Our relationship was full of passion and complicated.  We both had too many different interests and when I moved to Harvard our relationship ended.

Peggy was the prettiest girl in college, slender, a tall with long blond hair and an amazing body.  I was madly in love with her and her body.  I was the envy of campus.  It was not easy to accept that every guy around wanted Peggy and they were not shy about letting her know it.  She flirted with every one of them and that drove me nuts.

Peggy had been studying biochemistry when we broke up, after our separation I dated many others and finally tied the knot with Suzy three years ago. 

My hands were sweating on the steering wheel of my new BMW.  I was petrified.  Peggy was in the sidewalk peaking into a store right in front of me, she looked gorgeous wearing a blue dress, a sexy princess.  I jumped out of the car and ran to her.

“Peggy, Peggy, what a surprise to see you here! How are you?”

She turned, I kissed her.

  “Paul Larson, look at you!” she said as she stepped backwards and looked at me.  She turned me on.

  “Peggy, let’s go for a coffee and catch up?" I asked.

  “I heard that you are married Paul, are you sure that it’s OK?” she asked.

“Of course it's OK, I haven’t seen you in ages!” I reassured her.

We entered the Coffee shop, very chick, just steps from where we were.  We got the coffee and sat down.  I chose a table out of the way.

  “What are you doing in Chicago?” I looked straight into her green eyes.

  “I came for a weekend conference and decided to stay for the week to look at the art galleries, do a little shopping, have a change of scenery, you know what I mean,” she said with flirty eyes.

Without thinking, I slid my hand onto her leg looking into her eyes and slowly moved it up. I noticed excitement in her eyes and a lack of resistance to my surprising approach. I reached as high as I could without catching the other patron’s attention. My heart wanted to come out of my chest, I felt drugged with passion.

  “Where are you staying?” I asked.

Without saying a word Peggy stood up and dragged me out.  We walked three blocks without saying a word, rushed through the full lobby at her Hotel, got in the first elevator.  She opened the door, from behind she looked absolutely desirable.  A thought crossed my mind, my wife and the kids, my body shook in a wave of shiver.

  “Paul...what are you waiting for?” she said in a voice I couldn’t resist.

I walked in, grabbed her by the waist and slowly kissed her, savoured her warmth, drank her sweetness.  She was marvellous.  She got close to me, I felt her curvy body. We kissed more and more passionate and rubbed against each other. I was excited, hard and wet.  I feared that I couldn’t hold it for much longer but I didn’t want to let go this feeling.

I explored her body up and down with my hands gently melding to her body, each curve sent me to another high.  My hands and my body felt everything, the warm softness, she was taking my life away with her kisses.  I explored her most concealed places with my tongue.  I didn’t know what was going on, it was like I had been taken over by a powerful force and then driven through this gentle tunnel of seduction and lust.

I opened my eyes and saw her beautiful.  I pulled her zipper down, her dress dropped to the floor.  She went on her knees, the warmth touch, flooding me with pleasure, like a wave rolling me over. I was going to explode.  My throat was dry and tight, shivers ran up and down my body, I didn’t know where I was lost in lust.

I helped her up, undid the bra to free her out.  I nibbled her soft, warm skin, the smell of heaven. I gently explored her, taste her skin and store her scent inside of me.  How wonderful this is! Rubbed my face, nose and lips.

I notice her reaction to my touch, to my caresses.  My hands went down, it was soft and warm. I touched her.  She shivered. I looked for more. She reacted to that touch.  She moaned. It was warm, wet, asking for more.  Dispossessed, surrendered at the mercy of lust she moved slow and decadent.

I came in.  A wave shook me.  I felt the tremor inside of her, tense, expecting, waiting for the next wave to come. Mixed of tension, anticipation, emotion, love, surrender, taken and at the same time being taken. Our movements became escalated, violent, struggling to hold on.  The rhythm, like in a song, continued to increase, everything became confused, blood felt hot, my heart pumped hard, my head span like a whirlpool, in complete togetherness that suddenly explode, loud, high, melted, dissolved in one peak, a brutal discharge of thunder. A feeling of intimacy invaded me.