Paul smiles at me, his eyes sparking with his pleasure as he pulls my shirt over my head. Reaching behind me, he unclasps my bra and pulls it away. I ...ull him in tightly, my breasts rubbing against his chest. I love this feeling, skin to skin. We hold each other and kiss deeply again, our hands roaming, touching, caressing, exploring. I want to take it slow but I am on fire for him, becoming wet with anticipation. Paul moves back to sit on the bed and pulls me close, burying his face in my. He bent over and planted soft kisses on my face and lips. "Are you okay Sophie?" I nodded. I was too out of breath to speak. I've never cum so hard in my life. He chuckled. "Are you sure?" He questioned after a moment. I nodded again. He walked back around and picked me up by grabbing my arms. He placed me on my feet, helping me stand. My legs were really shaky. He helped me into my scrub pants. I was in a daze. He sat me down in his chair, his arm around me. He then helped me put on my shoes.. Just enough to see the shock on his face and have him realize that I saved some of his cum to push into his mouth. His shock quickly turned to a glaze-eyed lust, and he leaned toward me to kiss me more. I said, “No. That is all. We don’t talk now. We don’t exchange numbers, and we never expect to see each other again. And if we do, don’t fool yourself into thinking that you’ll get the same treatment. We are both satisfied, and now you have a story to tell your buddies that they probably will. Not only was Dianna willing to come and share that glass of wine with me, we had an evening of great sex. I had wanted to see her again the next night, but she explained that although she would love to come back for a repeat, she had a business dinner to attend. I walked her to her car, we exchanged phone numbers and she drove away. I was sure I’d see her again, but we’d have to work around our schedules. At the time I couldn’t tell what was in store for us.While walking back to my hotel I.