The sound of the shower provided both a sense of calm and anxiousness. I was uncertain of what would happen next, but I did know that we'd be doing it together. Something I've longed for since we reconnected. Something that would likely never happen again....
Thursdays had become my favorite day of the week. I'd leave work around 4pm, walk a few blocks over to the Hyatt Regency, and spend an hour or so at Vitascope Hall. A modern take on a seafood & sushi restaurant, Vitascope offered uppity Negroes a chance to flex their eccentric palets and tastes. For me, it was about half-priced drinks, $2 sushi rolls, and a woman named Kortnei.
Kortnei, a teenage crush of mine, was the Lead Accountant at the hotel, and would sometimes swing by the restaurant, before heading home. During each Happy Hour meet-up, I would comment on how much I enjoyed watching her walk away, and tell her that I'd be willing to leave a key for her at the front desk of my building, in case she didn't want to drive home after work. Kortnei would laugh off my advances, and remind me that any chance of her coming over would start with a respectful and serious invitation. Last Thursday, I finally decided to try it her way.
When Kortnei stopped by for her obligatory Super Crunch Roll (no avocado) and peach Pearl, tonic w/ lime, I already had it waiting for her. Impressed by my initiative, she gave me kudos for paying attention. Our conversation, that day, focused on dreams and aspirations, as opposed to how fine she'd gotten over the years. We conversed and drank for more than 4hrs, the longest time Kortnei had ever sat with me. Chewing on the straw of her 7th drink, she asked for the check, and told me she was ready to call it a night.
"Ko, I've enjoyed spending time with you. While I recognize it is getting late, I would really like the opportunity to extend our evening. Would you like to come to my place and watch a movie? I still know my Ex's Netflix password." She laughed and replied, "You were doing so well, and then you blew it."
"However, I think you should leave a key for me at the desk. 930 Poydras, right?"
45mins later, I got a call from the desk, confirming that I was indeed home, and expecting company. Excitedly, I told the attendant it was okay to send my guest upstairs.
The front door unlocked, and it was Kortnei. She put her purse on the island, looked around a little bit, and then asked if she could take a shower. I obliged, and apologized in advance for not having a shower cap, but did hand her some pajama pants and a t-shirt. Unfazed, she slid the bathroom door closed, and turned the water on. When she came out, I noticed the clothes I gave her were still folded, and that she was wearing my bathrobe, instead. We locked eyes, and she gave me the nod of approval.
I moved her towards the nearest wall, extended her arms above her head, and began kissing her. Passion unparalleled, the intensity of the kisses increased, as she lifted onto her tippy toes to get closer to me. I released her arms, and untied the bathrobe. As it dropped to the floor, she pushed away from the wall, and started walking towards the guest bedroom. Looking back over her shoulder, she asked, "Enjoying the view, huh?"
Kortnei had the body of a Track & Field athlete. 5'6, all legs, slim up-top, but an ass like no other. My eyes followed her tattooed body across the loft, until she entered the dimly-lit bedroom. I quickly undressed, and headed her way. Once inside the room, I laid her down, and with her legs suspended and spread wide, I pulled her to the edge of the bed.
Kortnei hissed, as her love clinched and released; insertion orgasm. As her body bounced to the rhythm of each stroke, she squeezed and rubbed her already hard nipples. As I sped up, she looked down towards the action, watching as each inch of me dug deeply inside of her. Her moans and hmmmms synced with the sound of the headboard hitting the wall. Her ankles shaking within my hands, I released her legs, and flipped her over.
She crawled onto the bed, and buried her face into the throw pillows. With ease, I slid back inside of her, her body jerking from another orgasm. I pressed my hands into the small of her back, and watched her ass jiggle with each pump. A few strokes in, her head emerged from the pillows, and she began to throw her ass back towards me. Sweat rolling down my chest, our bodies crashed against each other, almost violently. Warning her of my nearing climax, Kortnei shared that She. Wan. Ted. To. Ride. It. While. I. Came.
I backed out, and laid on the floor. Kortnei got up, and positioned herself over me. "OooOooO, shit," she exclaimed, carefully accepting me inch by inch. Her love flooded with satisfaction, as another orgasmic wave reached the shore. Kortnei bounced and rocked back and forth, biting her bottom lip with each lift & dip. Her constant moaning brought me closer and closer to the end. With my calves on fire and my toes curled, I looked directly into her eyes, as I let go inside of her.
Both needing to catch our breath, Kortnei dismounted, and I got up to retrieve warm washcloths. After freshening up, our naked bodies entangled on the bed, we let the moment soak in. Kortnei whispered in my ear, "I love it when we role play like this, but you're picking up the check, next week."
Thursdays had become my favorite day of the week. I'd leave work around 4pm, walk a few blocks over to the Hyatt Regency, and spend an hour or so at Vitascope Hall. A modern take on a seafood & sushi restaurant, Vitascope offered uppity Negroes a chance to flex their eccentric palets and tastes. For me, it was about half-priced drinks, $2 sushi rolls, and a woman named Kortnei.
Kortnei, a teenage crush of mine, was the Lead Accountant at the hotel, and would sometimes swing by the restaurant, before heading home. During each Happy Hour meet-up, I would comment on how much I enjoyed watching her walk away, and tell her that I'd be willing to leave a key for her at the front desk of my building, in case she didn't want to drive home after work. Kortnei would laugh off my advances, and remind me that any chance of her coming over would start with a respectful and serious invitation. Last Thursday, I finally decided to try it her way.
When Kortnei stopped by for her obligatory Super Crunch Roll (no avocado) and peach Pearl, tonic w/ lime, I already had it waiting for her. Impressed by my initiative, she gave me kudos for paying attention. Our conversation, that day, focused on dreams and aspirations, as opposed to how fine she'd gotten over the years. We conversed and drank for more than 4hrs, the longest time Kortnei had ever sat with me. Chewing on the straw of her 7th drink, she asked for the check, and told me she was ready to call it a night.
"Ko, I've enjoyed spending time with you. While I recognize it is getting late, I would really like the opportunity to extend our evening. Would you like to come to my place and watch a movie? I still know my Ex's Netflix password." She laughed and replied, "You were doing so well, and then you blew it."
"However, I think you should leave a key for me at the desk. 930 Poydras, right?"
45mins later, I got a call from the desk, confirming that I was indeed home, and expecting company. Excitedly, I told the attendant it was okay to send my guest upstairs.
The front door unlocked, and it was Kortnei. She put her purse on the island, looked around a little bit, and then asked if she could take a shower. I obliged, and apologized in advance for not having a shower cap, but did hand her some pajama pants and a t-shirt. Unfazed, she slid the bathroom door closed, and turned the water on. When she came out, I noticed the clothes I gave her were still folded, and that she was wearing my bathrobe, instead. We locked eyes, and she gave me the nod of approval.
I moved her towards the nearest wall, extended her arms above her head, and began kissing her. Passion unparalleled, the intensity of the kisses increased, as she lifted onto her tippy toes to get closer to me. I released her arms, and untied the bathrobe. As it dropped to the floor, she pushed away from the wall, and started walking towards the guest bedroom. Looking back over her shoulder, she asked, "Enjoying the view, huh?"
Kortnei had the body of a Track & Field athlete. 5'6, all legs, slim up-top, but an ass like no other. My eyes followed her tattooed body across the loft, until she entered the dimly-lit bedroom. I quickly undressed, and headed her way. Once inside the room, I laid her down, and with her legs suspended and spread wide, I pulled her to the edge of the bed.
Kortnei hissed, as her love clinched and released; insertion orgasm. As her body bounced to the rhythm of each stroke, she squeezed and rubbed her already hard nipples. As I sped up, she looked down towards the action, watching as each inch of me dug deeply inside of her. Her moans and hmmmms synced with the sound of the headboard hitting the wall. Her ankles shaking within my hands, I released her legs, and flipped her over.
She crawled onto the bed, and buried her face into the throw pillows. With ease, I slid back inside of her, her body jerking from another orgasm. I pressed my hands into the small of her back, and watched her ass jiggle with each pump. A few strokes in, her head emerged from the pillows, and she began to throw her ass back towards me. Sweat rolling down my chest, our bodies crashed against each other, almost violently. Warning her of my nearing climax, Kortnei shared that She. Wan. Ted. To. Ride. It. While. I. Came.
I backed out, and laid on the floor. Kortnei got up, and positioned herself over me. "OooOooO, shit," she exclaimed, carefully accepting me inch by inch. Her love flooded with satisfaction, as another orgasmic wave reached the shore. Kortnei bounced and rocked back and forth, biting her bottom lip with each lift & dip. Her constant moaning brought me closer and closer to the end. With my calves on fire and my toes curled, I looked directly into her eyes, as I let go inside of her.
Both needing to catch our breath, Kortnei dismounted, and I got up to retrieve warm washcloths. After freshening up, our naked bodies entangled on the bed, we let the moment soak in. Kortnei whispered in my ear, "I love it when we role play like this, but you're picking up the check, next week."
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