Accounting

Accounting
"Those who pass by us do not go alone, they leave a little of themselves behind and take away something from us".
"True love is never consumed. The more you give, the longer it stays".
(Antoine de Saint-Exupéry) This is not the case.
It was 9 o'clock when I got on that bus to meet the stranger. Only a few hours separated me from the beginning of a great adventure. My heart did not give up! The night would be very long, it had already been predicted, but if at least I could sleep...The journey would pass faster for sure. How can I fall asleep with this storm of emotions in my chest and thoughts?
So I started remembering our whole story from the beginning, trying to calm myself down and maybe even get some sleep. And it reminded me as if I was experiencing this moment in time: that day when you were browsing on-line in a chat room and someone desperately tried to grab my attention. At first I didn't notice, but there was such an insistence saying how much he had been looking for me and at what lengths he wanted to find me, something caught my eye. How did my search go? As far back as I could recall,
I replied out of curiosity, and when we spoke he let loose so much anxiety, joy and satisfaction in having met me that I was carried away by these words full of emotion from this man who seemed to be so passionate and loving.
I was asleep.
When I woke up, it was close to the highway. The journey had finally come to an end or a beginning... but certainly for my roller coaster of sensations this was something completely new:
I took a taxi to the hotel, it would arrive at seven o'clock. I thought: "I have to prepare myself". I had a long bath letting soap smell every part of my body and feeling that foam sliding around caressing me was very exhilarating. I started rambling and stroking myself. Would he be tall? Handsome? Pleasant??? Ah... this excitement of waiting is delicious. As Exupéry said: <unk>If you know it will come at eight, since five already live in that moment ...<unk>
These thoughts were producing a wonderful sensation, I could hardly contain the excitement that came from my bowels, this tingling that started in my groin and went up all over me.
I tried to finish this bath quickly, went into the room and applied cream and scented myself carefully. I had just finished dressing when the intercom rang. I looked at my watch; it was 6:45, he's ahead of schedule...
There's someone here to see you, could you come down?
Can he come up?
"No, hotel rules", she said.
At the end of a corridor leading to rooms, there was a hall from which you could view the reception without being noticed.
"What a handsome man!" I exclaimed.
He was tall, certainly more than six feet high with short black hair and fair skin, a well-defined face, deep brown eyes, an elaborately outlined mouth with slightly fleshy lower lip that gave him extreme sensuality; thin but warm broad shoulders, long legs and strong hands.
I arrived at the front desk and we went out to the hotel garden for a chat. I couldn't take my eyes off of his gaze, was dazzled by it all finding everything beautiful. He asked me how the trip had been, if I could have rested and answered that almost nothing. He smiled, became even more handsome, his smile made dimples on his cheeks and showed those many target teeth perfectly. How did God manage to create such an amazing work? Confessed he didn't sleep through the night, counting down the minutes until they met me. We kept looking at each other in wonderment, and he said:
You're very beautiful... I would love to kiss you.
At that moment, I realized it was shaking and cold; the morning had been cloudy with a chill of only four degrees. We rushed into a sitting room inside the hotel, where we were forced to talk in front of several staff members including the manager who couldn't really stay at this hotel any longer...We talked almost simultaneously: Would you like to change hotels? I executed the task with impressive speed, and the receptionist had not yet given change to him and I was already at his side with my suitcase.
So we got in a cab, and it was really quite an adventure to find the hotel -- he remembered one of them, but when we arrived at this place that had been undergoing renovations, so I suggested a hotel I'd seen near the highway station. The taxi driver said he knew about the location and what a nice hotel it was. And then we drove there. As we were driving around town on this journey, it was irresistible being away from that mouth, those hands; words didn't need to be spoken, just emotions needed to be felt. He'd caress me, squeeze my breasts against his blouse and underneath the coat while I stroked his hair, his back... that's when I lowered my hand and felt his penis was completely hard.
__ We need to get away, we have attentive company... <unk> he laughed <unk> I don't want to expose you.
We controlled ourselves and on arrival at the hotel he registered us as husband and wife so that I wouldn't face the same problems of my previous hotel. Arriving in our room we were able to give vent to everything which for months had been repressed and restricted to conversations online and long phone calls. He gave me a kiss on the mouth while caressing my breasts, bit gently into my neck and put his tongue over my ear and said: "Finally I have you in my arms". A trembling sensation like shock ran down my back and asked if I could go change. I went to the bathroom and put on a rented, short red sweater that was very sexy and transparent which I had bought especially for this occasion.
I remember when, after a few months of phone calls, he had suggested that we meet up and went from initial fear to trust because meeting someone you only knew by their voice seemed like something very dangerous. But he managed to become such an intimate friend, showing so much sensitivity towards my problems that there was no way not to confide in this person; just speaking <unk>oi<unk> on the telephone, he could already tell whether I was sad or happy, if I'd had a tense day or calm one -- nobody ever gotten to know me quite as well. And he was so important during the separation process that I got on that bus without any fear.
I put on perfume, did my hair and looked at myself in the mirror. It was beautiful, it smelled sexy, I liked what I saw. When I went back to his room he was barefoot with no shirt lying on the bed, arms behind his head, handsome. His eyes lit up when I approached him and in a hoarse voice asked: "Come please"...
He gave me another strong kiss, pulled me close to his body and lowered my hand caressing my ass then gently pulling up my panties making me almost burst with excitement. Without stopping from kissing me I helped him take off the pants leaving only underwear on it actually in my arms was my Adonis which Greek sculpture...
I started kissing his neck, his breasts, his delicious little belly and gently pulled out his underwear with my teeth. An enormously excited penis jumped over my face, the erection was impressive and I didn't resist, I put my mouth on that penis and did a back-and-forth, he almost made fun of this moment, trembling whole, held my face and said: "Not yet, I want to give you great pleasure first" ...
He was gently removing my sweater between many kisses and light bites, I got only underwear. I pulled it hard but again he held me down and asked for calm. He was taking off my panties and fingering my vagina with that strong hand, bite my neck, squeezed my breast in a mixture of vigor and delicacy. We were almost 40 minutes on this until he told me to kneel and possessed me, the feeling was wonderful, he had put everything into my vagina while kissing my back and caressing my boobs, I made fun several times going back and forth, time passed and we stuck together. That's when he came out of me without mocking. He sat on my bed and returned to the caresses, kissing my breasts, my belly and went down, kissed my groin asking in a whisper if he could make fun, I said yes and that was when he sought for my mouth with his lips full of passion and penetrated me again. My body was increasingly dominated by this man, I answered the kiss with ardour and whispers into his ear: "If I am yours, do what you want". He stuffed everything and I had never felt so full, he kissed me deeply with his tongue and asked while biting my ear: "What do you want from me?" Without being able to reason, I replied:"How is it like that?", at the peak of my groans and he again asked: "Tell me what are you looking for in me".
He pulled my hips even more and pushed hard. I groaned with so much pleasure, such desire, such satisfaction. It seemed that we would merge into one body. It began to accelerate, I was enjoying without stopping and let out another moaning saying: "Fill me of your liquid" , and suddenly felt a jet inside myself at the same time, started seeing stars. This final joy made others look like nothing. Almost fainted, looked in trance. My hips squeezed it and kept pouring sperm inside me. He gave three more strokes and stopped completely. We were breathing heavily, satisfied with his body on mine and his penis still inside me... we sat there in total peace for many minutes as if neither of us wanted to interrupt this sublime moment.
After a long time, he came out of me and lay down beside me. He gave me another long kiss on the mouth that was pure passion and asked to rest upon my breast. We hugged each other and fell asleep. When I woke up, I was comfortably covered in it and he stood by my side awake looking at me with those beautiful brown eyes.
"Did I sleep much?"
"Enough, I think", she said with a smile.
He asked me if I was hungry, and I nodded.
"Didn't you notice?" he said jokingly.
We decided to trade places and go out for lunch, he wanted me to get a little acquainted with his city, and although I only wanted to know every bit of that Greek God of mine,
He walked into the bathroom, closed the door and heard a shower noise. I imagined that body soaped and glued to mine and in an impulse, opened the door, went into the toilet, directing me towards the shower he became frightened and kindly asked for my withdrawal explaining that most of the time when I was in the toilet I liked privacy maliciously added his eyes fixed on me: "We'll have some good bathing together".
I understood that this relationship was going to be unlike any other I'd ever had, there were boundaries in it. I felt like I could finally let myself out without masks or inner hiding places because the limits would be respected.
It was the most wonderful four days of my life, and when I got on that bus back home, I knew I had found everything I'd been looking for: a great adventure, a great love and enough memories to nourish me for the rest of my days.