We were sitting at my favorite bar. It had been forever since we had a night out together but these long islands made the wait worth it. The casual flirting was fun. It had been so long since we had a real date that I was sheepishly nervous. I almost didn’t wear this dress- it was a little shorter than I normally wear but it was the perfect outfit for the occasion. Gosh, why don’t we go out more often?

Two long islands in, all I could think about was getting back to the hotel. As we waited for our check, I craved having him inside of me. Am I really that much of a lightweight now or were these drinks actually that strong? All it took was two Long Islands and I felt like a horny teenager again. He paid the check and, as we got up to leave, I felt my dress slip up as I stood- I don’t even know why I felt the need to pull in back down. I walked past my date, playfully grazing my hand over his dick as I walked past him. To my excited surprise, he was already hard…..

It was the perfectly warm summer evening and, although I was beyond tipsy, I was walking in those 3 inch black heels better than I was before we got to the bar. The hotel wasn’t far but it seemed like forever anyway. I wanted to drag him into an alley and slide him right inside. It would be easy enough. My dress would give him the perfect access and my pussy was so wet.

I could see the hotel up ahead. I hope he craves me as much as I did him. I sped up a few steps in front of him, bent over and removed my black thong right in front of him. He pushed his waist against me from behind and slid his arm around me, gently reaching up my skirt. He kissed my neck as he felt just how wet I really was.

We basically stumbled over each other as we rushed through the hotel lobby into the elevator. We were in the president’s suite on the top floor and I couldn’t wait to get back to it. He pushed his body against mine as the elevator climbed flights to our room. Every second had me questioning if I could hold out until we got there.

The elevators doors opened and we poured ourselves into the hall. I unbuttoned his pants as we entered our suite. he pushed me onto the bed and raised my skirt and licked me- “you taste so good,” he said, as I let out a moan. He had barely touched me and I was already about to cum.

The way his tongue moved, drove me absolutely crazy. I was trying to hold back- trying not to give in to the intense orgasm that was building- we had just barely started and I didn’t want him to stop. As he continued to hit all the right spots, he slid two of his fingers into my wet pussy and I couldn’t hold out anymore.

A rush of pleasure flowed through my body. An orgasm more intense than I had ever experienced before. My back arched and my voice echoed as I called his name. It was in that moment that I soaked his face. I had never squirted before. It was evident that he loved it. He was trying to lick up every last drop. The entire bed was soaked. This was the wettest night of my life.