I have a client who lives in Edinburgh and has a serious latex
fetish. I adore both latex & Edinburgh, so particularly look forward
to these sessions.
I meet Thomas in the hotel bar, and we relax over a few drinks before
heading on up. The suite is huge & complete with a Jacuzzi &
balcony, plus a view over the city and all the way to Port Of Leith. We
step out to admire the view, taking in huge gulps of
the fresh frosty air. It's the 2nd of January, and as I look over the
rooftops I ponder how many sore heads there are out there following
yesterday's Hogmanay celebrations. Edinburgh has a population of just
under half a million, so I settle on 300,000.
I put this to Thomas.
"Aye, an' the rest! I'll wager 400,000 plus, ye ken?", He pipes back.
"Aye I hear you's, likesay."
We have a giggle at my naff Scottish accent and head back
inside, shivering slightly. The Jacuzzi's bubbling away, and we both
quickly disrobe & jump straight in.
Perfect temperature. I give Thomas a nice back & head massage, and he returns the favour. Very talented with his hands is our Thomas, and I'm looking forward to reacquainting myself with the full range of his talents later.
But for now we're both just content to lounge around languidly in the
tub. We both had a late one last night, and we're still feeling a tad
'tired & emotional'. The Scots really do know how to do New Year's!
After Thomas finishes pampering my neck & head, he leans his
head back against the edge of the tub. His cock is rock hard, but his
eyes are beginning to close and his head to wobble. I put my arm around
him and draw his head gently down onto my shoulder. Don't
want Thomas drowning in the hot tub, now do we? That simply will not do.
Thomas smiles
a blissful smile, before falling into a fitful sleep. I enjoy watching
his eyelids flicker as he goes into REM's. I wonder what he's dreaming
of? I've
got a good idea it's something sexual, as his cock is still hard.
Time passes and I soon realise I'm nodding off too. This is most
unusual, bookings normally fill me with limitless pep & Adrenalin!
But seemingly not today. Hogmanay has given me a real hammering, and I
resolve to spend next year indoors with Julian and
a good box set. I'm not 20 any more, and I think my partying days are
pretty much behind me now. Thank God.
I wake Thomas up, take his hand and gently lead him to the four poster bed. We slip between the covers, cuddle up & doze off soonafter.
Around an hour or so later I'm gently awoken by Thomas, who is tenderly yet enthusiastically kissing my neck.
He's pushing his body right up against mine, and he's clearly full to
the brim with desire. As am I.
Feeling refreshed & reinvigorated by the nap, I'm now ravenous.
Rolling over and on top of him, I pin his arms hard against the
mattress. He makes no effort to resist, literally just melting beneath
me. I grab a condom from the box I left on the bedside cabinet earlier,
and disappear under the covers (after giving Thomas
a mischievous little look...).
tbc...
