You’re bald now, but I remember you being blonde. Blue eyed. Your arm hair bleached white by the sun.

We meet at the hotel. You’re obsessed with my tits, so I make sure my sundress is low cut. You’re instantly appreciative.

We go back. Though life got in the way.

Now, though. You wrap me in your arms and smile and we kiss. And then it changes.

You take off my dress, and I take off your shorts. They fall to the floor with a clank. Our eyes meet and we both laugh. I know what you’ve got in there. You know how bad I’ve wanted It.

You fish out the cuffs and reach for me. Your fingers on my wrists. The clink and the snap. I’m in a black lace bustier. Lacy black panties. You sit in a low chair. And now you command me to kneel in front of you. You pull my head into your lap.

I lick your sensitive places. Then I take you you into my mouth. Salty, enormous. Your erection is huge and I know what this must look like. I know you’ve taken a picture. You sit there like a king while I kneel, my mouth full of you. I lick and suck and you get fuller and harder. You raise me to my feet and spin me around and you drag off my panties and pull me onto your lap.

I’m instantly full as you slide your cock in me and wrap your arms around my front. One hand on my clit. One on my nipple. I love reverse cowgirl, but it’s your first time. I ride you backwards and grind into your lap and the sounds you’re making let me know I have full control of your pleasure. I come before you. Your finger tapping my clit and your cock on my g-spot finish me, and a few more minutes of this pleasure and you finish too. You hold me on your lap as we come back down, and we gently extricate ourselves from the chair.

You hold me by my cuffed wrists and tell me to hold still. You gently take them off. I’m disappointed. But you tell me to get on the bed. You open the bedside drawer and pull

out another set of cuffs, look at me. Smile.

Your turn, baby.