Unfinished Business

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Unfinished BusinessOne of my fondest memories of growing up was a camping trip with my best friend, Michael. I was 12 and he was 13. We pitched our tent in a field near to our village and settled down for the night. After 30 minutes or so of chatting, Michael suggested that to keep warm perhaps we should zip our sleeping bags together to make a double. I wasn’t too sure about this, so I declined, however when he suggested we play ‘army inspection’ by standing to attention naked outside, I agreed.Something inside me must have stirred as my little cock remained erect whilst Michael walked round me inspecting me with a torch. I did the same with him, and then sadly, in retrospect, nothing else happened. Unfinished Business.Although I remembered Michael fondly, it was only recently, nearly 35 years later, that we met again. He is a hotel manager in London, and we chatted away over a lovely meal for nearly two hours. I really wanted to discuss the ‘incident’ of all though years ago, but never really plucked up the courage. We have arranged to meet again, so hopefully, this time, we will chat more openly. I have spent some time thinking about how I would like the meeting to go…….so here goes…It was Tuesday night, I had arranged to meet Michael at his hotel for lunch the next day. I spent a long time in the shower ensuring I was smooth all over, and then made sure that my favourite bra, panties urfa escort and suspenders were ready to wear under my suit the next day for work.Wednesday morning. I woke up and had a quick shower, slipped into fresh seamed stockings, clipped on my black lace suspender belt and pulled on the small black panties. The bra completed my underwear and I then dressed as normal for work.Lunchtime finally arrived and I jumped on a train for the short journey into Charing X, and then walked the 5 minutes to Michaels hotel. I arrived in plenty of time for our 13:00 arrangement and ask at reception for him. Michael appeared just before 13:00 and asked if I wanted anything to eat, I replied that a sandwich would be great. We sat at the bar and chatted, still not venturing near the ‘incident’, I had almost given up on anything other than ‘chit chat’ when I noticed Michael kept glancing down to the floor. We were both sitting on bar stools, and it suddenly dawned on me that he wasn’t looking at the floor, but my ankles. I think I went bright red when I realised that my suit trousers had ridden up and my stockings were clearly visible.Michael noticed my embarrassment and asked if I’d like to see the rest of the hotel. It was a beautiful building and I readily agreed, if only to be able to have the chance to pull down my trouser legs. He showed me the fantastic renaissance ballroom, and he explained escort urfa how the restaurant and entertainment was franchised out. As I coo’ed at architecture, he asked if I’d like to see the state room suite. Maybe I said yes too rapidly!As we came out of the lift on the top floor, Michael opened the door to the luxurious suite. We entered and he closed and locked the door. “don’t be embarrassed about the stockings” he said, “I think people should be able to wear what they like”. My heart was pounding. Now or Never. “Do you remember what happened when we went camping?” I said. “You mean the naked standing to attention” he replied. I laughed. Michael commented that he often thought about it and that he was disappointed that nothing more had happened.There was a slight pause as I looked around the lovely room. On the far wall there was a full length, ornate, mirror. I walked over to look at it and was standing facing it. I could see my full reflection and Michael walking over. He stood behind me and placed his hand on the outside of my right thigh. I didn’t move. My heart quickened. Without a word, Michael moved his hand round to my crotch. I watched him massage my growing bulge in the mirror. I stepped backwards to allow him easier access, I could feel that Michael was also hard against my backside. Michael expertly undid my zip and slipped his hand inside. “Mmm lace panties” urfa escort bayan he muttered. He gently rubbed my cock through my panties and kissed the small of my neck.Michael slowly removed his hand from my crotch and placed the other one round me. using both hands he massaged my nipples through my bra. Still behind me, he undid the buttons of my shirt, stepping back long enough to remove it. I remained facing the mirror, I kicked off my shoes. Michael reached down from behind and undid my belt and trouser button. They dropped to the ground and I kicked them away. So, I was now naked apart from stockings, suspenders, panties and bra. Facing a mirror with my c***dhood best friend behind me nuzzling my hand and caressing my cock through my panties.I reached behind and found Michaels hard cock. We turned sideways to the mirror and I dropped to my knees. I kissed his hard cock through his trousers. Gently, I unzipped his flies and admired Michaels cock. I gently kissed it on the end before taking it’s length in my mouth. I sucked him for a while before stripping him naked. We embraced, feeling his naked chest against mine, his hard cock rubbing against me. We kissed passionately and moved to the bed. We lay in a 69 position and Michael pulled down my panties far enough to get access to my erection. Together we licked each others pre-cum. As Michael took the length of my penis into his mouth I sucked him. In my mind we were k**s again in that tent. We both reached orgasm at the same time. I hungrily swallowed Michaels sperm as he did mine. We sat up and had one final, sperm flavoured kiss. Unfinished business. Finished x

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