We were last together nearly a year and a half ago. And we only met the once, together with someone else, although we had chatted quite a bit, before and then after that encounter. We had such a special connection that one time! Then you moved down to the Cape soon after our meet-up. Damn! But you were coming back to Gauteng for a family wedding a few weeks later, and we hoped and desperately wanted to get together again, but your social programme was so hectic that it just didn’t work out…. And then my planned business trip to the Cape a few months later didn’t work out either, and it looked like we just weren’t meant to be together again… We kept in contact, emailing occasionally, messaging from time to time (we did have some really sexy late-night chats, didn’t we?!!!!), but your work pressure made it difficult for us to keep in regular contact. And then you forgot your email password, and had to change your address, and the emails stopped… And the chats became less frequent… But I felt drawn to re-establish contact, and I am SO glad that I did! You said what a lovely surprise it was to hear from me again. You had just relocated to another province, but again you were shortly coming back to Gauteng for a function and to see friends and family. We decided that this time we HAVE to make the time to meet again! You planned your programme so that we could spend the afternoon together. I booked us a convenient venue. You told me how excited you were that we would be meeting again! But that you had butterflies in your tummy…! On our way separately to the venue - “Stuck in heavy traffic, going to be a bit late”… Turned out both of us were, and we arrived there at the same time, met in the street outside, and kissed and hugged for the first time in 16 months. Quickly inside, shown to our room – gas heater on high so it was not cold at all, very sexy room decor, drinks on the counter, but no chairs anywhere. Put our stuff down, took off our shoes, and hopped onto the bed. Room too hot, turned the heater off… Lying apart, no physical contact between us, we started talking, catching up all the news we have been missing… Maybe 20 minutes of just talking, reconnecting… And slowly the physical contact started – we brushed against each other, and it felt like an electrical tingle. Gentle touches, stroking your hair out of your eyes, a peck kiss, then a proper kiss, our tongues exploring and urgent, moving together and nestling up against each other. A hug and embrace, the touches becoming more and more intimate… You needed to go to the loo, and when you came out of the bathroom you had removed your pants! You said you were embarrassed and told me that you had not been able to get around to waxing before the visit. I told you there was no need to be embarrassed. You explained that you wanted to be “perfect” for me. But you are perfect just the way you are – you don’t need to wax to be perfect! Or to change anything at all! Perfect is how you are, not what you do for me… Your long top came down to mid-thigh, so you were still fully “decent” as you returned to the bed, and to my arms. We cuddled some more, and then realised we were thirsty, with drinks close at hand. I got up, and walked around the foot of the bed to the counter where the drinks were, to pour us some wine. You changed your position on the bed as I walked by, and I had a slight glimpse… was it, or wasn’t it?... Back to bed with the drinks, a quick sip, and back to cuddling… My hand on your thigh, under your top, your bum bare under my stroking fingers. No panties to hinder my touch….! They must have came off with your pants!! Time to undress completely! We stood on each side of the bed, stripping naked. I watched you as you undressed, unbuttoning and removing your top, then unhooking your bra, your beautiful breasts now exposed to my view, jutting proud, just as I remembered. My cock was already erect, ready and waiting… Back on the bed, the room still warm from the gas heater, we reached for each other, limbs entwining, kissing, stroking. I cupped your breasts in my hands, your nipples hard and pointy, and delighted in the feel of the firmness of your breasts, and how your nipples grew even harder at my touch. I just had to suck on them. You were so eager for more, breathing heavily, whimpering in enjoyment. You gently stroked my cock, then bent down and took me into your mouth. Such bliss! You gently mouthed my cock, slowly taking me in then releasing me again, while I caressed your back and your shoulders. Soon I needed to tell you to stop!... You brought your face back up to mine so we could kiss some more, while I reached between your thighs to discover your wetness. Then it was my turn to go down… I rolled you onto your back, slid down the bed and parted your knees, and knelt between them. Your pussy was exposed to my view, and I first devoured it with my eyes. And then I devoured it with my mouth. I licked at your slit, parting your lips with my tongue, and tasted your exquisite moisture. Your clit was a hard little nub, exposed, ready and wanting to be loved. As I licked it, and probed your pussy with my tongue, you whimpered in delight, your whimpering slowly increasing in volume until you approached your first climax, and then you came – announcing to the guest house how much you were enjoying yourself!! I moved back up, bearing the weight of my upper body on my arms, again suckling your breasts as I passed them on my way back to kiss your mouth. You tasted your own pussy juice on my lips, on my tongue. I teased you. I held my cock head at the entrance to your pussy, but did not enter. I moved the head along your slit, revelling in your wetness, my cock sliding easily between your pussy lips. I asked, and you confirmed that I was teasing you, and that you wanted more. You wanted me to be inside you again after all this time apart. I pushed gently against your vaginal opening, and you opened up for me. I entered you gently, loving the feel of your warm wet softness engulfing me, all the time looking into your eyes, and loving the adoring look in your eyes as I did so. I fucked you slowly, shallow strokes at first, then pushing ever deeper, and your eyes and your breathing and your moans confirmed your enjoyment. This wasn’t fucking – this really was love-making… I gradually increased the tempo of my thrusting, and your breathing quickened, your moans grew louder again. And then I couldn’t hold back any more. I needed to climax, and I thrust harder and faster into your pussy, until I spurted deep inside you. And you came again, as I reached the end of my orgasm. And then you didn’t want me to withdraw. You held me close, squeezed your legs around the back of my thighs, holding me in as deep as possible, saying “please don’t pull out! I want to keep you inside me!” But my cock eventually started to subside, and we needed to separate. As I pulled out, our cum leaked out too, and we messed all over their nice clean sheets. I found us the cloth that we should have had handy, to stem the flow, and then we cleaned up together in the bathroom. Then it was back to the bed. We used one of their towels to dry and cover the damp spot, so we could lie together in the middle of the bed. We discovered our forgotten drinks, and snuggled together. The room had cooled down, so it was time to put the heater back on. More chatting, cuddling, stroking, teasing, kissing… We discussed our relationship, the distance, the obstacles, the reasons why it could not be about love, but about seizing the opportunity whenever it arose. You said you would be happy if it could be love just for a day, that day, while we're together. And that’s what it was… As we talked and kissed, we kept touching, stroking, and surprisingly my erection returned. Suddenly I was hard for you again, wanting you again… And you wanted it too!.. I lay on my back this time, and asked you to ride me. You squatted over me, lifted my hard dick so that you could slide down onto it. You took me deep, all the way in, and we stayed like that un-moving for a while, me pushing against your cervix. I reached for your boobs, teasing your nipples again, and you groaned in pleasure. You started to ride me, lifting slowly, and then pushing back down. I left your nipples alone, so we could hold hands, fingers entwined, and you could lean back as you rode me, my cock rubbing against your G-spot. You fucked me faster and faster, your breathing getting quicker, your moans louder, until you came once more. I would love to have come again, but realised that it wasn’t going to happen, and told you so… You continued to ride me gently, as your orgasm subsided, then leant forward onto my chest so that I could hug you, your breasts pressing firm against my chest…. This day unfortunately was drawing to a close. Time to shower and dress, time to go… But you’re coming back again in a few weeks’ time! And there will be another opportunity to seize, to again be able to enjoy love for a day, with perhaps a little more to spice things up! We can’t wait! Meanwhile, we have these memories that we have made…