Rich and I had found each other in a 40ish chat room, and we were instantly attracted to one another. We were both trapped in sexless marriages, and we both felt frustrated with our situations. Over the course of the next 3 months, we enjoyed cybersex over the internet we talked on the phone and brought each other to orgasm often we exchanged photos.

Finally, we knew that nothing less than an actual, physical encounter would do.

We each arranged to attend a "seminar" out of town. I checked into the hotel first. I was so nervous! What if he didn't like me in person? What if the chemistry wasn't right? How would we greet each other? Then the phone rang. Rich was in the hotel lobby, and I told him I'd be right down. When the elevator door opened, I saw him -- waiting for me, with the warmest smile I had ever seen. We walked to each other and his arms went around me and he kissed me, deeply and passionately.

My heart was pounding as I felt my body mold itself to his. All that worry for nothing! The restaurantbar in the hotel wasn't open, so I invited him up to my room.

As soon as the door was closed and locked, we were tearing at each other's clothes. My blouse was on the floor and he expertly unhooked my bra. I have large breasts, and he took both nipples in his mouth at the same time, sucking and toying and nipping lightly. My back was arched and I moaned, trembling in his arms.

I removed his belt and unzipped his pants as he sucked on me, and when I held his length in my hand for the first time, he groaned audibly. I was stroking him rapidly and he kissed me on my mouth, ramming his tongue down my throat and raking his fingers down my back.

He led me to the bed, both of us frenzied. His hands were exploring my body, and then he spread my legs. He kissed my inner thigh and his fingers probed me, feeling how wet I was for him.

Then his tongue started to toy my softness, slowly at first, and I gasped. It had been so long since any man had touched me so intimately! He toyed faster, and he chewed on my personal place as I writhed under him, holding his head in my hands, my nails digging into his scalp. How I loved that talented tongue! He was toying the walls of my softness, sucking in the juices. I could feel the orgasm coming, and I screamed his name.

He never stopped. My legs were wrapped around his neck and I completely surrendered to the shuddering thrill, as wave after wave washed over me. After I went limp under him, he looked at me, with a pleased grin on his face. It was my turn, and I was so hungry for him! I kissed his mouth, tasting myself on his lips, and I was instantly turned on once more. I kissed his neck, and the hollow at the base of his throat.

I toyed his right nipple, gently biting it until I could feel it get stiff and erect, and then I pinched it between my fingers as I toyed and nibbled at his left nipple. I kept making my way down his torso, kissing and toying his tummy, his navel, his abdomen, and then my face was covered in his pubic hair.

His shaft was standing at attention, and I kissed it, from the base to the tip of its head, and then back to the base. I toyed his balls, and I loved the feel of them jumping under the skin as I put his balls into my mouth. I sucked on them gently as I massaged his length.

I looked up at his face, and I saw his mouth open wide, in a silent scream of pleasure. His length was so thick! I put the head into my mouth, and swallowed the pre-cum that had beaded at the tip.

My tongue circled the head and then probed the eye.

His hands were at the back of my head, and I could feel him raise his hips as he forced his length all the way into my mouth. It filled me, pushing against the back of my throat, and I started sucking on him in earnest, slowly at first, and then faster and faster.

"Where do you want it?, " he gasped. I never stopped sucking on him, and the hot, salty essence of him filled my mouth, and I swallowed every drop. And swallowed. And swallowed. We thoroughly enjoyed each other for three glorious days, never leaving the hotel room. What we do without room service? He mounted me. I rode him.

He made me watch as in the mirror as he entered me doggy style.

We bathed each other. We danced nude to soft jazz. We slept in each other's arms, and then started all over again when we awoke. And this is only the beginning. No one ever has to know. We're both professional people. We both travel extensively.

I plan to buy some naughty lingerie, just for the pleasure of having him remove it. On the nights that we can't be together, we still have the chat room, and we tell each other all the things we're going to do to each other the next time -- beyond the chat room.