Paul and I met on yuvu several years ago. He was in his 20s and me in my 50s. Even with the age difference, we became fast friends. He's a super great guy, fun and easy to talk with. At that time, he lived in NYC and we had the time to chat more often. But he moved to another time zone a couple years ago, and we didn't get to chat as often. But he'd always let me know he was thinking of me and when he'd be back in town. 

The first time Paul and I met, we chatted over bagels and coffee before work. The second time, it was breakfast and a blow job before work (see my blog "A cougar finds her prey"). The third time, we only had time for drinks (see my blog "Cutie meets Paul again"). We knew if we had the opportunity to meet up again, there would be more...much much more. 
Well that time had now come. It was his last night in town, and although I really wanted to meet up with Paul again, my son and daughter-in-law had just had their first ***** the night before. I was exhausted from a very hectic couple of days. Tank said I should meet him anyways because we didn't know if the opportunity would come again. So I did. Destination - his hotel room after work. 

I left my office long before he was done for the day so he called the hotel to give me a key to his room. He used my real first name but gave them a phony last name. I had a strong feeling that they would ask for identification (which they did) so I quickly told them it was my maiden name. It worked! I take the elevator up to the 15th floor. So, here I am, alone in his room. What would I do while waiting for him to arrive? I sent him a text that went like this - "Would you like me dressed or naked in your bed?" He replied "why don't I get asked this question more often!? How about partially?" I let out a laugh. And then, I texted Juanita! She was like "run a bath, be in the tub." Great suggestion, but there was only a shower. Maybe that shower would come in handy later on? But in the meantime, what was I going to do with myself while waiting on Paul to arrive?
I was wearing a tight, colorful striped dress. I removed my panties, pulled out my phone, took a selfie on his bed and texted it to him. I figured he would look at it in the taxi on his way to the hotel and get even more excited about seeing me again.

Finally, I heard the key in the door and he walked in. He was very well dressed in slacks and a starched white shirt...very business-like. He looked great! I walked toward him and we both went in for a hug and kiss. I admit I can't remember every detail, but one thing led to another and there was more kissing....on my lips, neck, and shoulders. I liked the feel of his lips on my skin, even with his short beard. A warm feeling came over me. I wasn't feeling that shyness I usually feel when I meet a guy. I had no problem looking into his eyes and enjoyed the look on his face when he looked at and touched me. We moved towards the king sized bed and I started to unbutton his shirt. Then I opened his belt and removed it from his slacks. I left it on the bed and jokingly said, "maybe we can find a use for it later." Next thing I know, we are both naked on the bed. 

(TO BE CONTINUED)