Mine

Our business

Riding each other is all we do all that evening and more than half the night ,him on top - me on top ,him hitting it from the back,me riding him,him eating my p***y hole,me sucking his d**k ,him f*****g my mouth ,me letting him eat me out sucking ,kissing ,rubbing all over each other, groaning and moaning.

We do it the bed on the wall on the floor, everything needs sanitation if and when we stop .

***

Am all sore as I turn in this king size bed.

I crave his touch, smile,face,eyes .

I roll over stretching my arm out for him .

Except for his scent he's no where in sight.

Stretching my body ,I get up and drag his white-collard shirt on my body and head to the bathroom to freshen up.

Knowing he loves seeing me in his things I ditch the shirt for his all white long robe.

On my 5'2 bodice it covers everything on me and pretty much reaches my ankle.

His suitcase is still open and on the other side of the floor and I spot my thong tumbled within his things.

One thing I have mastered is the art of making each hotel room into my home closet , everything I own is perfectly arranged on one side of the closets while his as always are still in the suitcase.

I love playing with my man's male ego and he knows it too.

I go in search of him.

Walking into the kitchen.... he's not there and neither is Diane his chef.

Helping myself to the freshly brewed coffee.

I half fill my cup then head over to the balcony for the view hoping I might catch a glimpse of him in the field doing track or something.

I give up.

'No you didn't '

His managers laughter echoes all over the house before the sound of the door being shut comes up.

I wait for his voice to come up but nothing.

Turning around back to my view of the sun rising I continue sipping on my coffee.

' Aren't you a sight '

His manager again,Tjs voice comes up.

I am not impressed I wanted my man to see me first but there goes nothing.

I turn to him smiling ready to say my pleasanties .

But there he is watching me .

He must have just gotten in from his morning run.

His eyes are glued on me even as he gets rid of his sweat filled grey shirt.

His abs come into view and I have to stop myself from drooling.

It's like he came straight outta magazine with his chiselled body no scar just his scalptured self with a couple of hickey's on his neck,shoulder and nail scratch on his left side abs.

I know I left a couple on his back too and I swear he loves those marks.