She was nervous...

But yet, the butterflies excited her enough to focus on him alone. Overriding the nerves. She waited for him to arrive. Behind the locked door. She had played this scene in her head, planned it and dreamed about how it would be.

She knew he was on his way. She looked out the window, waiting for his car to arrive. When she finally saw his car coming through the gate, she started pacing. How long will it take him to make it to the door? Her heart was beating a little faster now. She could feel her beating heart racing in her throat. What would she say?

Who would make the first move? Would it be awkward?

Finally a small knock on the door forced her to pull herself together. She wasn't ready. She would never be ready for this moment. She reached for the door handle and thought "this is it. It's now or never."

She let him in. He took her in his arms. Never hesitating for a moment. He quickly locked the door behind himself. Without saying a word, he wrapped his arms around her, kissing her for only a brief moment, before pushing her into the bedroom and onto the bed.

She can't remember who undressed who or how they even got naked. Her insecurities were long forgotten as he devoured her body with his hot tongue. She wanted to hide from him. She hated her body. But he never made her feel like she needed to hide. Not from him. She knew she never had to hide from him.He kissed her small breasts, his lips trailing down to her core. She was so hot and wet. Ready for him. His tongue was torture on her skin. It didn't take long before she had her first orgasm. She wanted more though. And she got more. He had her on her back. Not wasting a second. Desperate with need, he entered her hot sleak centre. Her eyes closed on first contact. He was strong, and dominant. And she was submissive. She fought the urge to hold back. As much as she could. But the pleasure he gave her was too much. She had another orgasm.

He took full control. With one swift move, he swung her around onto her side, taking what he wanted. Giving her what she craved. Before she could blink she was on her back again. They were making love. Starving for more, wanting everything in this moment. But an hour would never be enough. Not even two or three. A decade would never be enough. But a couple of hours was all he could offer. She had all night. He didn't.

Shockingly and surprisingly as they made love, he slipped out of her pussy and into her sweet arse. She saw white flashing lights behind her closed as at the sensations that courses through her body . She had never experienced anything like it in her entire life. She brased herself for what could be the biggest orgasm of her life as she rubbed her clit with her own fingers while he's savouring her sweet but whole. Of all the ways for him to have his own pleasure, this must have been the most unexpected surprise of a lifetime. The were both panting. Trying to calm their beating hearts as they cuddled for a few minutes. Oh how she wished she could just stay there and fall asleep in his arms. But unfortunately, he had to go. She was left all alone in a cold empty hotel room for the night. Wishing they had more time. Wishing that a couple hours could feel like it was enough. Knowing it would never be enough.

She cried herself to sleep that night. She missed him. For 20 years she missed him. Did she miss the idea of him? Of what could have been? Or did she miss that moment in time. She could never tell. Their lives were so far apart. She never really thought she'd ever have a 'one night stand.' That's what it felt like. It broke her heart. But she knew there might just be another chance. With the hope that there would be, she finally fell asleep. Knowing her heart would never recover from this. Not in a million years.