We only had to ride up five floors to our suite but I swear it took an eternity to get there! A few people got off on the next few floors and Sylvia and I could have put some distance between us but neither of us moved an inch. When at last we made it to our floor I stepped away from her reluctantly and it seemed as though she reluctantly let me go. We made our way to our suite in silence and that in and of itself was very strange to us. We were always talking or laughing or venting about something to each other. We very rarely had silent moments together. Unless we were engrossed in a movie and we were absolutely not watching a movie at that point.
We reached the door neither of us speaking and neither of us looking at each other. I felt strange and nervous and Sylvia's hands were trembling slightly as she swiped the card to open the door. The room was cool and inviting and I was glad to be in it. I also desperately needed a drink to calm my nerves. We had a bottle of champagne left in the fridge and I headed straight for it. Sylvia said nothing. I tried to change this awkward direction we seemed to be taking by joking about how thirsty the ride in that hot and crowded elevator had made me. I kept my back turned the whole time for fear that if Sylvia looked close enough she would see the blatant desire all over my face and deep in my eyes. I didn't know what was going through her mind and I was afraid to ask. Soon enough however, I found out.
As I was chatting incessantly and filling glasses for both of us I suddenly felt her behind me. I turned slowly to see her standing there staring. Quiet and almost somber she was. I handed her the glass and we raised them in a toast and drank. I swallowed it all in one gulp and was reaching for the bottle for another one when at that moment Sylvia reached for me. She stepped closer to me and reaching down lifted my chin up to her face. In that instant, nothing more needed to be said. She leaned down to kiss me and I opened my mouth to kiss her back. Her lips were soft, warm and moist. She sucked my tongue into her mouth and I let her. Then I did the same to her. That did it. We both melted into each other and kissed deeply and passionately for a good five minutes. It felt like years of sexual tension was finally being shed. We both knew that we were going to the next level.
I reached up and cupped her breast in my hands and they felt exactly the way I knew they would. Soft yet firm and I could feel her nipples through her clothes. They were hard and I was ready to taste them. To taste her. To feel her against me in the most intimate way. I had never had sex outside of my marriage and neither had Sylvia that I knew of and although a part of me felt really guilty, I couldn't stop. Nor did I want to. I had to have this woman and if it never happened again in life I would always have this one night in "herstory." I both loved Sylvia and lusted for her and if she wanted me this way I was not turning back!
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