We were finishing after dinner drinks when she announced, "At exactly 9:00 PM tonight, I plan to be sucking your dick." She made a big show of setting an alarm on her phone.

"So … come 9 o'clock," she warned, "You better have me some place private because when this alarm goes off," she held up her phone and waved it at me, "Your pants are coming down and your dick is going in my mouth."

I looked at my watch. It was 8:40. "Check, please!" I called out to the waiter.

I held my hand out to her and said, "There's a hotel next door."

She took my hand, "Said the spider to the fly."

She leaned in close enough for me to catch her scent and asked innocently, "But tell me, lover, who is the spider?" Placing her hand firmly on my ass and squeezing, she continued, "And who is the fly?" Her smile was enigmatic and her eyes flashed with secret knowledge.

At the hotel desk, I was fumbling for a credit card when she reached out as if to adjust my tie. Casually smoothing it with her hand, she brushed her palm further down and surreptitiously gave my bulge a quick squeeze.

She smirked as she held up her phone and said, "In twelve minutes you're going to be getting the blowjob of your life." She shrugged dramatically and gestured towards a small group of tourists. "I just hope it's not out here in the lobby. I know how you hate public displays of affection."

She kept managing to get in my space as I signed us in. Touching me, bumping my arm with her tits, intermittent hip contact. Her dress was cut low showing off spectacular cleavage adorned with a single strand of pearls. Her perfume was heady and enticing and would soon be my favorite aromatherapy.

She laughed out loud when the clerk asked about luggage. Opening her purse, she drew out a silky wisp of almost nothing panties. "I've got that covered, but just barely!" The clerk reddened and struggled to suppress a smile. "Yes, ma'am. Of course you do."

We shared an elevator with an older couple. Their little dog yapped at us while "The Girl From Ipanema" played over the elevator speakers. We held hands innocently but could both feel the sexual electricity hanging wet and raw in the air around us.

The other couple finally reached their floor. "You kids have fun," the lady said sweetly, giving us a little wave. As the door closed behind them and their little dog ... her alarm went off.

"Time," she announced. In seemingly one motion, she backed me up against the wall, went down on her knees, unzipped my pants, and scooped out my penis. "I've been wanting to do this all day," she declared as my dick disappeared into her mouth. I silently willed the elevator to move slower.

Stupid elevator didn't listen. Way too soon, we reached our floor and the door opened. The hallway beyond was … totally empty. "Whew!" she exclaimed. "Close call, huh? Let's get in that room before I embarrass you with the ultimate PDA." She led me by my hard-on out of the elevator.

Once safely inside the room, she was tugging my shirt off and pushing me onto the bed in one giggley motion.

In her haste to get me naked, she ripped off a shirt button. The button popped, flew up to eye level, and I caught it mid air. "Oh my god! I'm so sor… you caught it? Lemme see!" I opened my hand and showed her. Her excitement was palpable.

"Holy shit! Great reflexes, baby!" She giggled and kissed my palm. "Now, where was I?"

"I think you were just about to deep throat me in the elevator," I reminded her.

"Yes, that's right! I was!" she laughed and wagged a finger at me. "You know, one of these days you are so going to get caught taking advantage of me like that. I'm an innocent housewife! I dont suck cock on elevators!"

And with that, my dick was back in her mouth and I was incoherent with lust. She's the love of my life and at moments like this, it's impossible for me to think or even hold a rational thought in my head. There's just that hard, raw, sexual energy flowing between us. Like electricity, it holds me in its grip, overwhelming my senses and freezing me in place.

She started slow but soon settled into a rhythm. Her mouth engulfed my cock while her breasts swayed in time. My cock was her musical instrument and she was a virtuoso.

Things had gotten too hot too soon. I was on the fast path to orgasm and knew I better back off so I tried to pull away. But just a little. She looked up and grinned, "Pulling away? What's the matter, baby? Afraid? I can tell by the way your precum tastes that you're about to lose it. Need me to slow down?"

I nodded weakly.

"Tough!" she replied and executed some kind of pro wrestling move that resulted in us in a 69 position with her on top.

I had to think fast, she wasn't slowing the pace at all and I was about to explode. I did the only thing I could think of. I wrapped my hands around her luscious ass and buried my face between her legs.

It was a contest of wills now. She was very wet and getting wetter by the second as I probed for weakness with my tongue. Her clit was slick and swollen and I zeroed in on it. My distraction technique worked. She made an "Uh oh" sound and briefly lost her rhythm, giving me a second to try and recover from her sensual onslaught.

I pressed the advantage, wrapping my arms tightly around her hips holding her firmly in place over my busy mouth. She moaned lightly and tried to wiggle away, first to one side and then the other. But I only held on tighter. My only chance was to keep her distracted.

She gasped and sat up straighter. "Oh god, no fuckin fair," she was barely audible above the sound of her breathing, "Fuck, baby, that's not fair." she whispered, gritting her teeth. Instead of trying to pull away, now she was gently pushing back against my eager mouth.

"I don't think I can … I mean I … oh … I don't think I can … think." She giggled at that. A quick suck on her clit and a twist of my tongue turned her giggle into a gasp. "Baby, wait … I was … I was right in the middle of something … in the middle of… giving you a blowjob! You gotta … gimme a sec here. Hold up … I'm gonna …" I truly enjoy making her as incoherent as she makes me.

And just like she can tell by the taste of my precum when I'm close, I know how she tastes when she's gonna cum and I was lapping it up. She made one last desperate attempt to buck away from my tongue but I already knew she was gone. Tastebuds don't lie.

Her ass cheeks tightened and convulsed under my hands as she came in quick waves. "Baby… I… you … oh fuck yeah right there… mmm… oh fuck." She started to speak again but was overcome by a whole body orgasm that made her sit straight up. She arched her back and froze and let the lightning bolt of her orgasm flow straight down through her body like electricity searching for ground but finding my mouth instead.

She gasped once or twice slowly catching her breath and then started giggling. She was on all fours, still straddling my face and laughing uncontrollably. I had my hands lightly on her ass cheeks and felt little tremors and shivers running through her. She shuddered, "Wow! Did you see that!? I came so hard I saw sparks!"

"My god, babe! That was just so… so," I tried to help her find the right word by giving her a quick lick across the clit. She yelped and jumped up too fast for me to catch her.

"Hold it right there, mister man!" she laughed, wagging a finger at me. "You gotta give me at least a minute of recovery time! I mean, holy shit, that was a major orgasm so I'm really sensitive down there."

"I'll be good, I promise. Come lay with me." I patted the bed beside me.

"OK," finger pointing in my face, "but keep your tongue to yourself!"

She snuggled in close. My arm wrapped around her. Her head on my chest. She cuddled up and sighed deeply as a final wave of shivers rode through her body.

"Oh my god! The things you do to me! Holy shit, I was so horny I could've just eaten you up right there in the elevator!" She was all snugged in and purring now. Head still on my chest she sucked lazily on one nipple and then the other while her hand, not so innocently, drifted south.

"You cheated," she accused me in a husky whisper, "Using your tongue like that was cheating, plain and simple. I was on a mission, been thinking about it all day, getting hornier by the minute. I had big plans to suck your cock better than ever. I was going to make you explode. But noooo...you had to steal the show with your magic tongue and make me cum before I was ready, ya dirty cheater." She's the prettiest pouter I know.

"You know what cheaters get?" She looked up in my face and I shook my head no in mock terror. She had a seriously sexy glint in her eyes. "Payback!" she declared with a wink.

"Look in my eyes," she demanded. "I want you to see what payback looks like." She was slowly moving down the bed, never breaking eye contact. Whispering, making me strain to hear her words.

"Payback is me making you cum so hard your eyes roll back in your head." She paused to stick her tongue in my belly button.

"Payback is me winding you up so tight you'll beg for release." She was grazing in my pubic hair now.

"Payback is me ... draining ... you ... dry." She still hadn't touched my dick. I was aching for her to but no, that would be too easy. She was drawing it out, trying to drive me crazy with anticipation and holy shit was it working! Every hair on my body, along with my dick, was standing erect as the sexual electricity flickered and sparked around us.

She stuck out her tongue and licked up a glistening drop of precum. Still with the eye contact. My dick reacted by flexing up towards her mouth. Another drop of precum forced its way out and she eagerly sucked it up.

She chuckled at that. "A-ha! Interesting. Look at that reaction. I think maybe you want a little payback. I think maybe you need a little payback. You must be feeling guilty for cheating and making me cum so quick."

Her eyes still hadn't left my face but her hands had moved to either side of my hips pinning me in place. "I've got you now. You won't be pulling any shenanigans with your tongue this time. I think you may have made a tactical error by making me cum so soon." She was making herself comfortable between my legs. "You released my pressure valve and now I'm ready to slow cook."

I was practically squirming with anticipation while the electricity flickered all around us, looking for ground. She opened her mouth as if to suck me in but changed it at the last second to a kiss on the tip.

She couldn't help herself and the kiss on the tip turned into a tiny suck but still just the tip. Her tongue tried to worm into the urethra and that, of course, turned into a bigger suck pulling the whole head in.

Her tongue was sliding around the glans getting greedier and greedier until she just naturally slid into a wet, slippery, full on blowjob.

Still with the eye contact. Her eyes made a promise her lips were about to keep.

She was meticulous and methodical at overloading my senses. Sight, sound, touch ... she had them all covered. She had my full attention as she slowed the pace, sped up a little, slowed back down. Relentlessly teasing, she was always moving while I was paralyzed by the electricity flowing between and through us.

I literally groaned in horny protest when she suddenly stopped completely and asked in that dirty, innocent voice. "What's it feel like to have a dick?" she was holding my hard-on straight up to her mouth like it was a microphone and she was about to speak into it.

"Is it sexy?" she wondered, "Does it get in your way? Does it make you horny when I touch it? What's it feel like when it gets so hard like this? What's it feel like to blow your load in my mouth?" A short laugh as she stared and marveled at the power she has over me.

"It looks fucking incredible … The look on your face … the, oh I don't know… it's like pain and relief… punishment and forgiveness … cumming and going." she giggled and winked at that.

"I want to know what it feels like, so you're gonna have to show me. Make me understand." She was playful yet totally serious and, like she promised, I was having the time of my life. It's moments like this that make life worth living.

I was locked up tight in her electric embrace. Perched on the glistening edge of La petite mort, the little death. The slightest touch would push me over the edge into blissful oblivion.

Her eyes were intently focused on mine as she asked, "You ready?" She paused for a brief eternal second and then sparks flew from her fingertips.