Jacuzzi Suite

My rendezvous with John was pretty fun and there was finally success on my orgasm front!

The plan was to meet at a hotel and I assumed correctly that he was going to be late so I took my time getting there. I hit a few shops and got some hook-up essentials (ie: magazine and water) Magazine to read whilst the gentleman checks in to hotel and water because I don’t do tap. John was excited because they had “Jacuzzi Suites” and made sure to get us one.

He likes to kiss which is fabulous except when he tongues to the extreme. He discovered how much I love to have my neck and ears kissed. Throw in some whispering while you’re there and I will do whatever you want. He took it a bit too far on occasion, my cues must have been misleading, as he definitely licked the inside of my ear, repeatedly. It was a bit of a turn-off although he’s got enthusiasm so I can’t complain. Ok, one more complaint. Balls, shave them. Picking hair out of my mouth and braces is horrible. Who wouldn’t want a soft, smooth sack anyways? Nevertheless, I sucked it up and did it.

The jacuzzi took forever to fill up due to it’s massive size. You could easily fit 3 big people inside. I loved that there were a bunch of mirrors all around it, except the decorating genius didn’t realize they would fog up. Forget the mirrors; air jets are way more fun. The ones I have on my tub at home just aren’t in the right position to get anything accomplished. The ones here were perfect. I had John come and stand over me so I would have ample access to his very thick, hard cock while I rode the jet. There were hands on my tits and I’m not sure if they were mine or a combination of his and mine all I know is a squealed with delight when I came. It was awesome. I think we’ve been through the fact that I’ve never orgasmed with a guy, ever. I can do it by myself just fine. It’s just when you toss another person in to the mix it throws me off my game. Hopefully that won’t be the case anymore.

John has a very caring, tender touch. After we got out of the jacuzzi he dried me off with the towel in such a sweet way. He started slowly at the top and knelt as he worked his way down my legs. He paused to have a taste of my pussy before turning me around to dry the backside and then having a lick from that side. We had a romp on the bed, went back the tub and back to the bed again. Sometime amongst all this he said that he brought a camera. That’s what I get for mentioning the video I took with the Doc. I let him take a few of me and upon reviewing them he goes back too far and I see a picture of what I assume is his wife and infant son. I think he does these kinds of things on purpose. Like popping his truck accidentally so I see his stroller or gesturing to his backseat complete with car-seat and toys. I’m not sure if it’s because he wants to talk about it or because he wants to remind himself he’s got others. I do know it bothers the shit out of me.

Another startling discovery was made during the post-coital pillow talk. He is twice my age. Twice! I don’t know how I let that slide by me! I can’t have that. I seriously thought he was maximum 33. Nope, 38. Bad call, Kiera, bad, bad, bad. That’s 11 years on the Doc. That’s 10 years younger than my dad. I need to double check numbers next time. He claims he told me, except I’m fairly certain I’d remember that. He had a mild shock also: I’m 2 years younger than my profile states. That is a good shock though (as long as it’s still legal). Mine wasn’t so good.

I hate to say this is the end of John. It has to be. The age problem and his cute family bother me. I just can’t anymore. I’ll have to draft up a nice farewell. I won’t be a bitch and tell him to go back to his family, to think about what he’s doing and to stop cheating. And I won’t be going to his house to out him to his wife. That is not cool for anyone.

He was my first Ashley experience, I had fun and I learned a lot. I’ll miss the way he looked at me, his desire and his touch, however out with the old, in with the new!