E is for Erica

Suddenly the thought of the interview the next day, and the job, and what Carol might say to me when I got back the next day, and what my mates at work might say, they didn't matter. Suddenly, and so very much to my own surprise, I did know what I wanted. I reached out to take Erica's hand.

"Please, Erica, I just need to clear my head."

And we walked proudly, me with my head held high, past the bar and the awe-struck barman and his friends, past the big burly guys just coming out of the function room, out through the lobby to the small garden area by the car park at the front of the hotel. As I turned towards her I could see, out of the corner of my eye, several of those guys looking through the glass door and through the windows. I didn't care. I turned to the woman I was with. I pulled her close and gently pressed my lips to hers.

I felt her initial reluctance, I hoped I hadn't misjudged things. And then I felt her passion as she pulled me closer, as her lips opened, as she joined in the kiss. My hands roamed over her body, I could feel hers wandering over mine. Suddenly I jerked - somehow, unknown to me and probably unseen by the observers inside the hotel, still watching us, her hand had opened my zipper and was sliding inside my pants - and over my aroused penis.

"Oh, Erica!"

"You like that, Ben darling?"

Her hand began to caress my aroused member, stroking it to further erection.

For just about the last time I wondered what I was doing, how I'd got into this. I was standing there on the edge of the hotel car park while this - person - had his / her way with me, she really was pulling all my strings. She was good, very good.

"That is gorgeous, Erica, it feels SO nice, please..."

Yet again I was distracted before finishing.

"OK Ben, your turn now" she breathed in my ear as we kissed and caressed again. "Now slide your hand up my skirt, I want you to feel what I'm thinking about now. Go on, just a little further, slide it up to my panties - oh yes!"