To be perfectly honest, this isn't my first roll in the hay. Just... first one in some time. And uh... never with someone like you.
[Because she's not just any lady. And the way he says it, the way his smile curls at his mouth and his eyes gleam in the street lights as they stroll it's a compliment.]
[ She decides then and there that he has a fantastic laugh. She wonders if she'll hear more of it. Patting his chest, and then feeling him through his shirt, ]
Trust me, I have no intention of being gentle.
[ Adding, ]
And I don't think we can get away with doing anything in that. Though...
[ She swings her arm back to her side, leaning against him a little with her other arm around his hips, ]
[ Some men, she's able to get along with easily. They make it easy. There was something about Frank that had those qualities and then some. She can't even put her finger on all of them right now. ]
Oh, I can't ruin what few surprises I can throw in. Trust me, you'll like them.
[He smiles wide and resumes his humming. Happy as a clam for the right now and for what's in store.]
Up here on left, honey.
[One of those sprawling motel places. Two floors, no hallway. The parking lot surrounded by the units. Not five star accommodations but certainly not one of those places that charge by the hour.]
[Oooh. Frank casts a glance her way at that pat. Yeah, working his way up to raring to go again. The night air and a little walk had cooled him off just a little. It's not hard for him to get worked up. Natasha has that impact.]
Here we are.
[Keys out and door opened. His things are propped up in a corner, all neat and tidy as to be expected from a soldier.]
[ She walks in, looking around and turns to sit down on the edge of the bed, setting her purse down beside her. She leans back on the bed, arms propping her up. ]
I think getting a little less naked would be a great start.
[Frank shuts the door and locks it. He leans against it taking in the scene of her laying there, eyes on him. He rubs a hand down his chest, grinning like a Cheshire cat.]
[He exhales and starts at the belt, unbuckling his belt and working on the button and fly of his pants. Watching her and anticipation is getting a reaction. When his pants are more open and on his hips he pulls his shirt off. The tight fitting cotton did not undersell.]
I don't know. I think you're pretty in your own right.
[ The top comes undone and she pulls it open, revealing her bare breasts. She arches her back and rolls her shoulders as she pulls it off, knowing the movement will only entice him more. ]
[Not with her full, smooth and pale breasts. His lips part and he's definitely paying attention to the way they jiggle with the movement. The shirt gets tossed away. And with both hands free he pushes his pants down, the elastic waist of his underwear--his cock is hard and more obvious. Down everything goes. Frank is thick, long and cut.]
[ If Frank likes what he sees, Natasha is certainly returning the interest. Seeing him naked, her tongue darts out to lick her lips before she can stop it. It's rare she actually wants to perform oral. She doesn't really mind but the urge to get on her knees and take him in her mouth has never been stronger. ]
[Oh he likes it alright. Very much. Lean and toned. Like a dancer now that he thinks about it. He pushes his pants down, down. Shoes gotta get kicked off. Whoops. He almost forgot. Phew. Okay. Back on track. Frank isn't thinking with his brain anymore.]
Damn, if it isn't a crime you can't walk around topless.
[ She watches him and it's pretty clear he's not as quick on his feet as he was at the bar. But then the evidence is pretty apparent. She sits up more, shaking her hair back, ]
Pretty sure I would distract everyone too much.
[ She nods to his dick. ]
Case in point.
[ She waits until he's in front of her to reach out to stroke it. ]
[Frank rubs his chin and mouth. It's about watering looking at her. He knew it was going to be a hell of a night, and still nothing's started. This feels significant. Fuck.]
Hiding? Only just.
[He exhales and rests his hands on her shoulders before combing his fingers into her silken red hair.]
[ Her other hand is rubbing at his thighs, feeling the muscles there while her other one continues to stroke, swiping the head and then all the way down to his balls. Her hand moves back up before she's leaning forward and licking the head. ]
And you have a gentle touch. Didn't expect that.
[ Another lick, tongue slower to drag along the slit. ]
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What is that? I think I know it.
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[He's joking. It's no mystery. It's going to be a wild night. Though there won't be all that much dancing as described.]
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Sure you don't. But I'll do my best to make it similar.
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[He grins back and lightly touches the small of her back.]
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I think you know better than you put on, soldier.
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[Because she's not just any lady. And the way he says it, the way his smile curls at his mouth and his eyes gleam in the street lights as they stroll it's a compliment.]
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So I do get to be your First. I like that. It's been a while since I was anyone's First.
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Professional cherry picker, huh? Don't follow the impulse to be gentle. I think I can take it.
[Frank feels for his keys as they make their way to the block with the hotel.]
There's a pool too.
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Trust me, I have no intention of being gentle.
[ Adding, ]
And I don't think we can get away with doing anything in that. Though...
[ She swings her arm back to her side, leaning against him a little with her other arm around his hips, ]
Maybe late at night... Ever been skinny dipping?
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What else are you intending to do?
[She's def given him a swagger to his step. Nothing has happened yet.]
Not since I was a kid. I think that it'd be more fun now than then.
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Oh, I can't ruin what few surprises I can throw in. Trust me, you'll like them.
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Up here on left, honey.
[One of those sprawling motel places. Two floors, no hallway. The parking lot surrounded by the units. Not five star accommodations but certainly not one of those places that charge by the hour.]
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Lead the way, handsome.
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Here we are.
[Keys out and door opened. His things are propped up in a corner, all neat and tidy as to be expected from a soldier.]
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So. What do you want to do first?
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[Frank shuts the door and locks it. He leans against it taking in the scene of her laying there, eyes on him. He rubs a hand down his chest, grinning like a Cheshire cat.]
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I'll show you mine if you show me yours.
[ She's already reaching a hand up to slowly untie the knot in her top, nestled between her breasts. ]
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I think you're the prettier one of the two of us.
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[ The top comes undone and she pulls it open, revealing her bare breasts. She arches her back and rolls her shoulders as she pulls it off, knowing the movement will only entice him more. ]
Pants next.
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[Not with her full, smooth and pale breasts. His lips part and he's definitely paying attention to the way they jiggle with the movement. The shirt gets tossed away. And with both hands free he pushes his pants down, the elastic waist of his underwear--his cock is hard and more obvious. Down everything goes. Frank is thick, long and cut.]
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I wouldn't say that. You undersell yourself.
[ She crooks a finger towards him, ]
C'mere.
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Damn, if it isn't a crime you can't walk around topless.
[He strolls forward, full mast.]
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Pretty sure I would distract everyone too much.
[ She nods to his dick. ]
Case in point.
[ She waits until he's in front of her to reach out to stroke it. ]
Jesus. Lucky boy, hiding this in your pants.
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Hiding? Only just.
[He exhales and rests his hands on her shoulders before combing his fingers into her silken red hair.]
Mmmmm. You got soft hands, honey.
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And you have a gentle touch. Didn't expect that.
[ Another lick, tongue slower to drag along the slit. ]
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