I received a call from Mr. M informing that he would be coming to town for business. He told me that he was stressed from work and just wanted to relax. He told  me that he'd booked a suite at the Umstead Hotel here in Cary and for me to pack light since we wouldn't be leaving.  I know that he likes silky fabrics and sexy lingerie so that is what I packed =)

 

If you've never stayed the Umstead, you are missing a treat. It is beautiful and serene. When I arrived he was waiting for me with those big green eyes and that wonderful warm smile. He kisses me nice and slow and I love it. I've seen him several times before and so our meetings are now more of a romantic catch up. Almost like meeting your highschool sweetheart again but still being attracted, lol. I love running my hands through his thick brown hair and I am often surprised by how gentle he is with me considering how big and strong he is (former rugby player), so much so that I nicknamed him Beowulf =) Anyway,  we dined at the Herons and hung out at the bar. The conversation was effortless, as he is a republican and I am a democrat. That made for a long debate that Tim Russert (RIP) coulda presided over! What that did for me was TURN ME ON BIGTIME!!! I love a smart man who can hold his position in the face of all of my charm,lol. The passion from our conversation spilled over into our later fun.

 

Because we have seen each other several times, there is nothing casual about our meetings. They are hot, seductive exchanges that remind us both what it is to have uninhibited passion in ones life. In Beowulfs' arms I am adored, wanted, defenseless against my desire, and unbridled by passion. throughout the night I truly didn't know if I was coming or going,lol. Mostly cumming, lol. I fell asleep in his arms (and yes we both snore,lol) .

 

When we woke, we laid there wondering if the other was awake, soon enough though Beo Jr. let me know they both were. Soon we were lying there having lazy sunday am style fun. After breakfast, we had in room massages and then it was time for me to go and for him to get ready for his meeting. Parting truly is such sweet sorrow because for one night I fell in love =)