Sam Grossman, P.I.

The dinner was served and they were eating but it seemed more like a meeting with some client than a date. They were just talking, nonstop. It was just like old times where they didn’t care about what went on around them. Matter of fact, she remembered that her friends complained to her that she didn’t spend time with them during the time she dated Tom. Well there was that.

She could care less if he bought her act or not. Matter of fact, she was starting to feel a little uneasy as they talked as if they were nothing but two single people in room full of people and she just happen to have a wedding ring on with a big diamond that can’t go unnoticed. She chew her food and sipped on her wine, realizing she really didn’t have much of an appetite and more was lost in the story he told her about them crashing the frat party.

She tried not to laugh out loud as he went on telling her all about it in details when she already knew it. Though, it was always fun to listen to others go on about the story in their perspective. “You know I was so close to letting them watch too. I mean not that way but I could care less that night if the comforter had come off and should they want to just stand there while we finish.” She added with a lopsided grin, “They would have envied you the whole time.”

She smirked as they had good time eating the dinner. It was more so re-living the memories. “Oh god…you can stop now or I am going to drop on the floor laughing. Now that wouldn’t be so good in a place full of people.” She said as her face had turned red from laughing, teary eyes as she wiped it before it trickled down her cheek, “See…just like old times. Why can’t we just have fun…like we used to. I mean being silly. Not that kind of fun you dirty pig. Your mind’s in the gutter…” she said knowing what he would be thinking about. Yet, she didn’t feel threatened by him. She poured another glass of wine and looked at him, “You know this is an expensive wine…so you better help me finish it. Put that beer away.” She said and took it from his hand and placed it on the side of her chair.
 
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Tom's POV

Tom: her ex boyfriend

The conversation had become more lively as the alcohol consumption increased. They both had been talking, telling stories, laughing, and sometimes practically in tears they laughed so hard.

Tom was a little pissed that she took his beer glass, but she wanted him to try the wine. She said it was expensive. So he thought that maybe he should try it. Picking up the bottle he poured some into the 2nd wine glass that had sat empty all evening. Sitting back he took a deep breath and relaxed.

Tom realized that he had focused so much on getting Gia into bed, that he had almost prevented himself from enjoying the evening. 'Maybe that wasn't why she wanted to see me.' He thought. Letting go of that allowed Tom to engage in the conversation and not always be challenging Gia. He had to admit that as a result, he was having a great time.

"You know, I am having fun. I have questioned why we are here together. Maybe I have to accept your answer. You wanted to catch up and see how I am doing. And we are having fun doing just that."
 
Her wavy dark hair would cascade down her shoulders from time to time and every time she ran her hands through her hair. Her perfectly shaped eyebrows complimented her brown eyes and her innocent smile complimented her pert lips. She didn’t apply much make up and only worn a pair of earrings as part of accessories and nothing else. Yet, she looked so tempting.

One good thing she did was to snatch away his beer from him and forced him to drink some wine with her. None of them were drunk but the amount of alcohol they’d consumed, it made them let loose a little. It was just what they needed. She didn’t know what happened but he seemed more alive than he did eve since he set foot in this place.

Whatever it was, it worked like a charm. They were really enjoying their time together and she admired that, commenting on it, “You know….let’s promise one thing to each other. We’re so much better when in touch, keeping tabs you agree? So let’s keep in touch and not fall to the face of the world anymore.”

She smirked when he admitted, she chuckled, “What else would I be here for?” She actually also realized how she was so wanting to get revenge back, she was going to go to extreme circumstances that she had forgotten how great they were together. This definitely added more chemistry to them and in case anything happens at night, it would surely be evident in the video. “Ahh I am stuffed. I don’t think I can move anymore. I might just need to cab home.” She said leaned back as she ran her hand over her tummy and then sipped on her glass of wine.
 
Tom's POV

Tom: her ex boyfriend

"It's too early to call it a night." Tom argued, wanting to spend more time with Gia, one way or another. She had rebuffed his talk about their wild sex life, all those years ago, but she was still hot and he wanted to stay with her as long as possible.

"Remember how much we loved to dance? I bet you still have those moves, don't you? There is a really great nightclub just a few blocks away. I can drive us over there."

Gia didn't immediately respond, as if holding out for a better offer. Tom reached out and took her hand is his as he looked into her eyes.

"Hey, whenever you really want to go home, I can drive you. No need to waste money on a cab."

He then stood and pulled her up out of her chair.

"Come on, sexy lady, I'm taking you dancing."
 
She smiled thinking that he had thought she was leaving now. She was no way near to be wanting to go home but it’s good to know that he wanted her to stay back. She smiled and let him believe that, “Oh is it? Believe me, back then, I could stay up late but these days…” she looked far into a corner and then at him, “We’d never get tired of it. We were practically last to leave most of the times.” She laughed out loud, “Oh no…those moves are long forgotten.”

She flicked strands of hair away as she leaned back gently, “You got to be kidding me? Us…a nightclub?” She hadn’t planned this but she was enjoying her time with him so why the hell not?

He made her feel young. She’d take that any day. When he too her hand, she knew he was trying to convince her so she played a little hard but not much. She made a thoughtful face, “Ummm I don’t have a choice, do I?” She asked and got up to walk with him, “This feels like old times.” She giggled and looped her hand around his elbow once again.
 
Tom's POV

Tom: her ex boyfriend

Maybe it was all he had to drink, or maybe it was the way she placed her hand on his arm, but Tom was becoming more relaxed about being with Gia and cared less about her intentions.

Out in front of the hotel, the valet brought his car up. It wasn't anything too flashy, but at least it was clean and made a nice appearance. The drive was short to the club, and again he took advantage of valet parking so he didn't have to look for a parking space. And they could get out right in front of the club and walk inside.

The Pearl Street Club was designed for an older crowd, the 30 somethings. Unlike clubs for the youth which had blaring music and brightly flashing lights, this club had more elegance. It was dimly lit and had comfortable booths and tables around a dance floor at one end, and an island bar at the other end. The club played a variety of dance music, contemporary hits, and oldies, as well as a mix of tempos from high energy to an occasional slow number.

Spotting an open booth along the far wall about midway between the bar and the dance floor, Tom guided Gia over to it and slid into the booth next to her. Yes, this was feeling like old times.

They each ordered a cocktail which were promptly delivered to their table. Sipping their drinks they watched others gyrate on the dance floor to several up-tempo songs. When a slower dance number began, Tom turned to Gia and asked, "May I have this dance?"

Rising out from the booth, he took her hand and led her to the dance floor where they turned to each other and embraced in a dance, just as they had years before.

Tom pulled Gia close and held her with a firm hand around her back. The sensations of her body against his as they moved around the dance floor made his body tingle. They felt so natural together.

"This feels so special, Gia." Tom spoke softly into her ear. "I cannot help but think how things might have turned out for us."
 
It didn’t take long for Tom to lead the way out of the restaurant and into the lobby before walking to where the valet was, on to the right. When his car was brought up, she hopped into the passenger seat, “What? Since when did you trade in your piece of junk for this car? I thought you’d never let go of that car.” She said remembering back to how he loved the car he owned when they were going out and practically had took the beating from them having sex few times. Especially, the back seats.

Soon, they arrived at the club and it had a nice feel to it. She knew it as he helped her get into the club and in the corner booth. It had its own privacy and the view was amazing. It was perfect. She liked how it wasn’t bombarded with silly college students, even though she was once just as crazy. She was older and this kind of club environment was pretty much welcomed.

She liked the dimmed lights and the type of music they were playing. When their drinks came, she sipped from her glass before a slow song turned up and that’s when her eyes widen, watching him get up to ask her to dance with him. She shook her head no and her heels were already aching from standing on them all day long. “Oh come on…not now? Do I have a choice?” She asked and laughed before getting out of the booth, letting him hold her hand to guide her to the dance floor.

She straightened her dress and placed on hand on his waist while other was in his, guiding her to his moves. He was always a better dance than her and she liked that about him. “Well, all you need to do it imagine things haven’t change.” She smirked and replied to his comment, “And if you can’t do that then imagine your future with me, as if we’re married. Though I never liked your last name to I would still keep my last name.” She still carried her last name.
 
Tom's POV

Tom: her ex boyfriend

Tom kept Gia on the dance floor against her half-hearted objections for several more songs. They both really got into the music, the dancing, and possibly more into being together. Both appeared to be having a great time. Occasionally they would take a break for a couple of songs, have another drink, and then they were back on the dance floor, moving their bodies like years before.

As they danced close to each other near the end of another slow number, Tom whispered into her ear "Earlier you said that 'all I need to do is imagine things haven’t changed'. I remember that we used to end each slow dance with our arms wrapped around each other and with a kiss." He timed this just as the song ended and he kissed her.

Looking her in the eyes he told her, "Gia, I am having a fabulous time. I don't want this evening to end. Do you think we can get out of here and find somewhere to spend some time alone?"
 
Gia really started enjoying his company on the dance floor and was glad that he insisted that they should dance. One song turned into 3 and then 5. They spent good few minutes dancing with each other but more importantly, it was them getting closer and using dancing as an excuse. They did stop to get a drink but then they went right back onto the dance floor to continue since they couldn’t get enough of each other, having met after so many years.

She threw her head around his shoulders and danced slowly when a slow song came up, drawing her attention to him when he whispered something into her ears. By the time she pulled back, she found him pulled her lips into a sensuous kiss. Her eyes widen for a second and went shut before she found him pulling back, she took in a deep breath.

She licked her lips hearing his suggestion, “I don’t want that to happen either. But where do you think we could go? I am definitely not in hurry…” she smiled softly as him as she ran her hand across his chest, caressing him there.
 
Tom's POV

Tom: her ex boyfriend

Tom realized that he hadn't considered where they might go. Maybe to his place, but it was just a bachelor's pad of a condo. He kept it clean but it was probably not up to the standards of the glamorous Gia. He was curious about her place. Gia probably lived a good life and had a really nice house in the suburbs. He would like to see it sometime, but not knowing about her husband, going back to her place was probably not an option. Or they could go back to the hotel.

Her hand on his chest felt good. It reminded him of their times together, years ago, and how they used to touch each other as they slowly built the heat of their lovemaking. He didn't know if he would be so lucky this evening, but maybe so, if she was willing.

He kissed her again and then spoke softly.

"We can go to my place. Its nothing fancy but it is comfortable. Or we can go back to the hotel. They have some luxurious rooms where we can revisit the best of our times together."

Tom led Gia off the dance floor and back to their table so she could get her purse. Then they headed out of the club. While waiting for the valet to bring his car, he asked her, "Which place is your pleasure?"
 
He was right to assume that his place would be a bad place to go to and she wouldn’t feel so comfortable going to his place either. It would send a wrong signal in a way. Just a different kind that she didn’t want him to assume. Sure she liked his company and all, but going to crash as his place didn’t sound too good of an idea to her.

Her own place was out of the question. She would never take anyone back to her place and that’s when an only option came to her mind and that was to head back to the hotel they were at. They had some nice suites that they can enjoy. The way they touched each other was just perfect, enticing in a way.

She watched him kiss her again and she didn’t bother stopping him, smiling softly when he spoke, suggesting his place and a hotel. She nodded no at first and made a thoughtful face when he mentioned hotel as one of the option. Tipping her head to the side, “We can go back to the hotel. They do, don’t they?” She said with excitement as he was already leading her off the dance floor and to their table where she gathered her belongings and started making their way out of there. Her heart raced as she answered him, “The hotel would be better I think?” She smirked and waited until the valet brought his car up to the entrance and then Tom gladly drove them down to the hotel again.
 
Tom's POV

Tom: her ex boyfriend

He was really pleased that Gia agreed to return to the hotel with him. They were having a great evening together. In some ways it was like old times. He was feeling comfortable with her. But in other ways he felt that they were starting something new, a different sort of relationship. Tom didn't really know what this new relationship would be. It might just be a one night thing, or maybe a whole new friendship. As she was a successful business person, having her as a friend might open new doors for him.

When they arrived at the hotel, he again let the valet park his car. Arm in arm, Tom and Gia entered the hotel and approached the registration desk. The clerk gave them a knowing look as they were a couple wanting a room, but had no luggage. But the clerk gladly accepted his credit card and soon Tom had a card key for a room on the top floor which, they were told, had a great view of the city.

Tom thought to himself that he wouldn't be spending much time looking at the view of the city.

Soon they were entering their room and Tom closed the door behind them. Walking towards the windows, he removed his jacket and placed it over the back of a chair. Then he opened the curtains and they were impressed with the view. Indeed the room had a fabulous view of the city. As they stood by the window, looking out over the lights of the city, Tom wrapped an arm around Gia and pulled her close. He didn't know how intimate they may get, but his hopes were up, and she had allowed him to bring her to a hotel room.

"Tonight has been very special." He told her. And then he kissed her again, their lips parted, and their tongues touched, exploring each other, sensing what each wanted.
 
He had that smile that lingered on his face, one that would be on any guy who’s about to get laid. She knew as much and thinking about it made her smile. This was not like old times at all. This was basically a life changing event for her and she had no idea about it. She had decided that she’d take the evening as it will come and decided to enjoy her evening.

She waited patiently as she stood next to him while a clerk helped them at the desk and then handed two room keys. He spoke of the great city view of the city which she was well aware of already. She wasn’t a little kid anymore that you can woo by small things like flowers or a city view. She was older and wiser now and had different choices that made her jittery.

The ride up to the room wasn’t long as her hand was looped around his elbow, maintaining their so called friendship status and once inside the room, she walked towards the window with him. She continued forward when he paused to hang his jacked on the chair and then joined her there. She turned a little when she felt his hand wrap around her tiny waist and before she knew, she was leaning into him when he initiated a kiss, kissing him back, her hand came to rest on his torso as she let out a soft sigh.
 
Tom's POV

Tom: her ex boyfriend

He felt her hand on his body. He heard her sigh. And he definitely felt her lips upon his lips. It was not just him kissing her, but they were kissing each other. She was kissing him back. It felt good, so very good.

But Tom still had in the back of his mind that she was married, even wearing her wedding ring. She had agreed to come with him to this hotel room, and they both knew what that implied. He wanted her. He wanted to have sex with her in the worst of ways, and in the best of ways. He remembered how good they were together in bed. The sex had always been hot and passionate. And he really did want that experience again with her.

He remembered her words a while earlier in the nightclub, “Well, all you need to do is imagine things haven’t change.” But things had changed. she was married, and both were older, wiser, and more mature. And he honestly cared about her. 'Is this really the right thing to do?' he thought to himself.

But the sexual attraction was strong. He wanted her and he could rationalize that she wanted him. He had given her plenty of opportunities to part ways and not end up together in this hotel room. Whatever her reasons were, he knew that she wanted to be here, that she wanted him.

As he stood there holding her close, his hand crept up her back until it found the zipper of her dress just below the the base of her neck. He looked into her eyes for any sign, yes or no, and slowly pulled the zipper down her back.
 
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Gia lost herself in that kiss as she continued to kiss him back. After many years, she was kissing him again and it felt as if the time hadn’t move at all since the time they were dating OR they had gone back in time. The latter sounded like a wiser scenario.

She was waiting for this to happen the whole time. Though, she didn’t make it too obvious and even at certain point, she was content with just meeting him and then obviously, she would call for another date and it would have gone a slower route but this was certainly welcomed. Now they can do the things they didn’t get to try back then. If he plays his cards right, she might just let him fulfil his darkest and deepest desires.

Even though he had doubts about this, he didn’t show. Instead, he continued to kiss her lips, moaning softly as he held her close to him while his hand crept up her back to find a tiny zipper. He didn’t let her mind divert as he smoothly worked on her zipper and pausing a bit to see if she would resist. She slowly broke the kiss and then took a step back, looking in his eyes. Turning on her heels, she had her back facing him now as she swiftly moved her dark hair from her back to her front, giving him a clear and easy access to her zipper, a clear sign to let him know that he can proceed. He’d fine a black strap bra going across her back as he’d lower the zipper of her dress down all the way.
 
Tom's heart leapt as Gia pivoted around and pulled her hair aside, making it much easier for him to pull down the small zipper. Her words had only hinted that this may be what she wanted, but her actions were very clear. With her intentions obvious, he no longer cared why she was doing this.

As the zipper hit bottom, just below her waist, he stepped forward behind her and began kissing the side of her neck as he slid the dress off her shoulders. His kisses moved down her shoulders as the dress fell off her body and pooled on the floor. Her skin was so soft and smooth. Gia smelled wonderful. 'Obviously an expensive perfume.' he thought.

He did notice that several things about Gia were different, and better. Her clothes were more expensive, her jewelry was more expensive, she wore a higher quality perfume, and she wore finer lingerie.

Again Tom stepped back to take in the sight of Gia. She was sexier than ever. She was only dressed in a matching black lace bra and thong set, and her high heel shoes. The years since he last saw her this way had been very good to Gia. If anything, she was more gorgeous than she had been. She still had great curves and a fine ass. Her body oozed sensuality. The twitch in his cock was a good indicator.

Gia looked over her shoulder at Tom with a look of "Why have you stopped?"

Tom immediately reached towards Gia and unfastened her bra. His fingertips slid the straps off her shoulders and Gia let the bra fall from her body. Tom's hand moved down her backside and grasped her buttocks which were mostly bare in the tiny thong. After a quick grope, his fingers found the tiny waistband and he pulled the thong down her legs to her ankles. Gia stepped out of the thong and her heels, now naked before him.

Finally she turned and faced him. His elevator eyes ran up and down her body. "Gia, you are more beautiful than ever. I think I am terribly overdressed." Tom spoke as he began to unbutton his shirt.
 
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She couldn’t give any more signal than turning around and tuck her hair out of his way so he can zip her dress down to her waist. That’s exactly what he ended up doing, hearing the sound of her zipper and the tightness relieved around her torso as he then moved to kiss the side of her neck.

She smiled to herself when he kissed her shoulders, pushing straps down her arm as the dress kind of fell off of her body, pooling on the floor as he’d inhale her sweet scent. She did wear an expensive perfume and that’s due to the luxurious life she lived over the years.

She wondered what he thought about this now and if he was still capable of thinking. Mostly, he’d be acting on his lust for her in that moment, watching her curves from behind as his hand came to unclasp her bra and then shove down the straps of her bra until her breasts were finally free. He wouldn’t be able to see but they were pretty much the same very breasts he had seen many years back and still not sagging.

She felt him shove his fingers in her waistband and then started to tug her panties down her slender legs, helping her out of it, including her heels as she felt 3 inches shorter now. Standing nude now, fully from top to bottom as she finally turned and watched his gaze move up and down her small frame. She looked at him curiously, without speaking a word as there was no need for it.
 
Tom's POV

Tom: her ex boyfriend

The vision of her naked body, and the memories of their prior sexual experiences, jacked up his desire for her. He wanted her, and he wanted her now.

Tom quickly removed his shirt as he kicked off his shoes. He reached down and pulled off his socks and tossed them aside. Then standing back up upright he smiled at her while he unfastened his belt and unzipped his pants. She just stood there silently watching, and waiting. Placing his thumbs inside the waistband of his pants and briefs, he pulled down both to the floor in one quick jerk. Stepping out of the clothes at his feet, his cock bobbed in the air, almost totally erect, pointing at Gia.

"Time has been good to you Gia. You look sexier than ever."

He stepped forward and embraced her, pressing his lips firmly against hers, his tongue slipping between their lips into her mouth. His cock was pressed against her abdomen. He could feel it throbbing and thought she could feel his lust for her as well.

Holding their embrace and kiss, he backed her towards the bed. When he sensed that her legs made contact, he lowered her onto the bed and laid himself partially on top of her, a bit to the side.

The passion in their kiss grew. His hand cupped her firm breast and played gently with it at first. She moaned in his mouth. His cock twitched and leaked an initial bit of pre-cum.

"I've thought about this day for a long, long time. I began to doubt whether I would ever have you again, but I am thrilled that we are together again."

Tom felt Gia's hand on his body, and he returned the moan. Being with her, making love with her, was such a fantastic experience. His body tingled with excitement.

His hand reached between her legs and cupped her sex. She arched her back pressing harder against his touch. Her labia were swollen and when he ran his finger over her slit, he could feel her wetness forming. He continued to finger her and her breathing quickened.

Tom lowered his head and took one of her nipples into his mouth. Again she groaned, her body beginning to writhe under him. He rolled the nipple between his lips and licked it again and again. His finger slipped between her wet lower lips and into her pussy. She was quickly becoming wet and likewise his cock was becoming very hard.

He knew he was rushing things, but he was anxious to have her, to be inside her, to feel her hot wetness surround his hard aching cock. He moved on top of her and spread her legs. Holding his cock, he rubbed the head over her wet pussy lips and lubricated himself with her fluids.

Then slowly he took her, forcing his cock inside her, filling her, stopping only when his pubic bone pressed against her clit. He moaned as a feeling of ecstasy rushed through his body. Then he began pumping his cock in and out of her.
 
Gia knew what would happen to Tom the moment he lays his eyes upon her almost naked body of hers. She just stood there as he undressed his articles of clothing, one by one until he was standing fully naked before him. She watched his erect cock dangle right and left as he stepped out of her pants that pooled at his ankles.

She chuckled hearing his compliment and nodded at him, “Well you haven’t…ummm he hasn’t changed a single bit.” She darted her gaze at his throbbing cock which stared right back at her. When he stepped up to her, pulling her into a soft kiss, his cock poking at her tummy first as it slipped between them two. She could feel a long hard mass resting on her stomach as he slowly moved them towards the bed until she couldn’t go further, he gently lowered them both onto the bed as he partially came to lay on her.

She thoroughly wrapped her lips around his and pushed her velvety tongue forward to play with his as they kissed passionately. Her body squirmed the moment he held her pert little breasts in his hands, playing with them while she felt a drop of warm precum slip onto her abdomen which then the tip of his cock smeared it vertically.
She looked up at him, hearing what he had to say and in that moment, she knew she was a goddess to him. He desired her for a long time now and she knew it. Reaching to grasp his cock by his shaft, she smiled softly, not saying a word in reply. She arched her back the moment he cupped her sex and then started to finger her, getting his finger wet with her juice as she started to breathe heavily, chest heavily up and down rather drastically. She let out a soft moan when he leaned down to suckle on her nipples, whispering in his ears, “Oh baby…” she bit her ear lobe, nibbling it softly as she kissed his ear and then the underside as she caressed the back of his head.

When he moved on top of her and spread her legs, she knew exactly what was coming her way. She felt the tip brushing her wet folds before he forced his cock into her tight walls. Her husband wasn’t as big or thick so when he entered, she felt he was spreading her pussy right open again, after so many years, “It’s big….” She murmured and looked in his eyes, letting out a loud grunt when he shoved it in all the way. She could feel her tight walls tighten around his girth, trying to clasp it so tight and even try to push him out of her tight canal. She felt herself easting into it when he slowly started to pump his cock in and out of her. Wrapping her legs around the back of his, “Fuck me….hard. I have been wanting to….don’t make love to me. Not tonight.” She said whispering in his eyes, she pulled her hands off of him, letting him rise above her.
 
Tom's POV

Tom: her ex boyfriend

Tom felt her legs lock around his ass. He raised his chest off her body into a position that gave him leverage to plow into her.

Gia told him “Fuck me...hard" and he intended to do just that. He began thrusting his hard cock harder and deeper into her tight wet hole. She just stared at him as if wanting more.

"If you want this, if you need this, you know I am the one to deliver for you. You have always known that Gia."

He continued to pump into her. The whole bed shook with each violent thrust. Again, and again.

As her cunt became more accustomed to his size, it became a bit looser, and much more wet, her copius fluids providing more than sufficient lubrication. Tom picked up the pace causing Gia to begin breathing a bit quicker. He knew that he could change their position a bit and achieve greater penetration. He pulled his knees up around her ass as he took her legs and placed them over his shoulders. This position caused her hips to pivot upward, opening her up to his advances. He could feel the change, how easier he could penetrate her vagina deeper, and he knew she could feel it also.

"Whap, Whap, Whap." he plunged into her, his thighs slapping her ass, his balls against her anus.

Holding himself upright with one hand he reached out with the other and grasped her breast, gropping it roughly. He pinched her nipple and twisted it hard. The pain would send waves of pain and pleasure to her clit.

"Do you still like this, Gia? Have you missed my cock?" he growled at her, angry that she denied him the pleasure of her body for all these years, and pleased that he once again got to have her.
 
She couldn’t help but wrap her legs around his, not giving him enough space to pull back but only drive his cock into her needy sex as it’s been while someone fucked her like this and with so much desire for her. Watching him rise above as he started plowing his cock into her as if he was relinquishing his anger towards her.

She chuckled hearing him claim that he was the only one and it might be half true, in this moment, it sure was him. The fact that she had only been with him and not many others, he was the best one she had till date. She nodded at him, “Then stop talking and show me….” She cocked her eyebrow, putting him to work as she could feel the whole bed shake beneath her, feeling him bounce her up and down in the bed.

She could feel her walls tightening around his girth as it’s been a while anything stretched them that wide, still getting used to his girth, she felt them quiver. She smiled watching him come forward and place her legs upwards over his shoulders, she knew exactly what he was doing. She arched her back, preparing herself for a deeper penetration, smiling at him, “Hmm..” she moaned and shut her eyes as he started fucking her harder and faster, the sound of their flesh slapping filled the room.

She could feel her whole body bounce up and down while his balls slapped along her slit and her anus. She moved her hands over him, helping guide him to maul her breasts as he pinched her nipples. She opened her eyes, looked right in his eyes, smiling wickedly, “You know the answer babe….” She smirked at him and reached for his hips, grasping his flesh with one hand and the other grazing his torso and downwards to his belly.
 
Tom's POV

Tom: her ex boyfriend

'Just like old times. Better than old times.' Tom thought to himself while his cock plunged again and again into Gia's tight pussy. She really was the best fuck he had ever known. Not only was it how his cock perfectly matched her vagina, stretching her full, but their personal interactions, the ways they related to one another. And she was a beautiful, successful, and self assured woman. Tom still kicked himself for allowing her to get away.

The tempo and intensity of their intercourse was rising. They both were moaning, grunting. Sweat was forming on their flesh. They gasped for each breath of air. The physical nature of their sex was getting much more intense. He slammed his cock deep into her harder, harder, deeper, and deeper. It just felt so fucking good. He would like to keep this going as long as possible, but he knew neither one of them could last forever.

Deep in his loins he could feel his orgasm starting. His balls tightened up, ready to release his seed. He could feel his cock swell and her muscles clamp down on his cock even tighter.

And then, with no other warning, his cock exploded within her, pumping his cum deep inside, one intense jet after another was shot off. He growled out loud and gripped her thighs, holding her tightly against his body and he continued to pump his cum into her.
 
Gia loved how he continued to plunge into her pussy, harder and faster. Though, it was hard, her pussy managed to open up to this length and girth, her walls tightening around him as he continued to ram his cock into her, not taking no for an answer. She found herself bouncing up and down in that bed as she watched him hover above her.

She liked how his hands were playing with her breasts after she’d guided him, it was a good distraction. She did want to cum when he was about to so to finish together. She knew he always took his cock out of her when he was closer to cumming, spraying her tummy and had figured he would do the same. He couldn’t possibly cum inside her.

She was actually wrong to think so and should have warned him not to but it was too late. The moment was going as they rocked the bed, panted away and the room literally smelled like sex. The sweat drops forming on their form as they went at it after a long time. Before she knew, he spent spurts of cum deep inside her pussy and she freaked out. Though, she could always take the pill for the next morning and she didn’t make a big deal out of it. Instead, she moved her hips so his tip would graze her sensitive spot as she was ready as well, feeling her orgasm come over as her body squirmed in that bed, in his hold. Her legs wrapped around him tightly until she was done, she could feel the thick warm feeling of his cum deep inside her as she panted heavily, pulling him downwards to give him a kiss on his lips and smile, “That was amazing….like old time!” She whispered in his ears, catching her breath.
 
Tom's POV

Tom: her ex boyfriend

"You're still the best." Tom whispered to her.

They were both breathing heavily, their orgasms had been intense. Slowly he released her legs and they lay flat on the bed. Both were feeling good in the afterglow of their intercourse. His softening cock slipped out of her wet core. She leaked copious amounts of their fluids. The hotel's housekeeping staff had seen stains like that before.

Tom still wasn't sure about Gia's motives, but he didn't really care. He had wanted to have sex with her, and indeed it had been very good, just like old times. He assumed that she got what she wanted, whatever that was.

He rolled off of her and sat on the edge of the bed. After a few moments of thought, he turned to her and asked,

"Will I see you again?"
 
She chuckled, taking shallow breaths, “I know…Tom. I know.” She said patting his torso as he complimented her performance.

Her chest would rise and fall rather drastically, probably in sync with him as they both had intense orgasm. “Oh man…it was a good work out! That’s what we called it, didn’t we?” She laughed out loud and ran her hand through her hair, watching his cock slip out of her. She could feel herself leak some juice onto the bed.

She had forgotten about a tiny camera attached to her purse that she had left to catch a view of the bed, in perfect angle and figured it would have been recorded onto the small card the camera was attached to. Not having any idea that another copy was being recorded to the guys’ computer over the network, from whom she’d borrowed the camera.

She watched him roll over and she did the same, realizing the time, “Oh man, it’s late.” She exclaimed, “Umm would you want me to see you again?” She asked him with a wicked smile on her face, “This was great…I enjoyed our time together and it was just like old times. But I should get home now.” She said in a rather nicest way and probably would see him again. She got up to put her panties and bra back on, then her dress and her heels.

“I need to use the restroom…” she said and once freshen up, she stepped back out. She walked over to where he was and gave him a hug before kissing his lips, “Sorry but I have to go. Will catcha soon?” She said before storming out of there. It was then, it hit her that what had happened was actually a wrong idea and she should have never called her ex. She at least had a video now, to slam it on her husband’s face. Not thinking how she’d use it but that’s a thought for much later, when her mind is guilt free.
 
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