I don't remember exactly how you first approached me.I don't remember exactly how you first approached me. I do remember the business meeting when you first came in and I noticed how tall and interesting you were. Not classically handsome, but striking. Such a welcome relief from all the others. Your sense of humor and your incredible Dutch accent were all so very intriguing. We were gathered in a small resort on Long Island, in the dead of winter. After the mandatory cocktail hour and the never-ending dinner we assembled as if on command in the bar and that was the first time we had a chance to really talk. It seemed no time before we were dancing, and you were asking probing questions. I also remember you stroking my thigh under the tablecloth as the V.P. was grilling me for specific information about my area of the country. No fair, no fair, at all!! At that time I still had no idea we would actually become lovers, and so soon. We already discussed the drawbacks of having "extra" contact with co-workers. But it was destined. Soon a walk in the snow and a very long kiss. Hands moving over my back and then you took my hand and said "we either need to stop now, or go to one of our rooms". A wise decision, in retrospect. Being a provincial company they had segregated the males in one wing, the females in another and you of course had more luxurious accommodations in yet another area of the hotel. Since you are the consummate gentleman we went to my room. That was the beginning of an incredible night of lovemaking in every fashion. You helped me undress and took off your own things only to immediately push me into a sitting position on the bed and then kneel in from of me and use your very talented tongue to explore all of me. |