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- Chloe Is My Alias

State of Affairs

Edited by Chloe Is My Alias

I hadn’t seen him in more than ten years. He was my college sweetheart, the one that ‘got away’. After weeks of intense emails and calls, the anticipation of finally meeting was killing us both.

His initials? CPG.

I was 5 minutes from the midtown lunch spot he had selected to meet when I got his text “where are you?” It was flattering to know he was as anxious to see me, as I was to see him.

Sliding my coat off my shoulders to reveal my favorite low cut black wrap dress; I handed it to the hostess and glanced over to the bar to see him watching my every move. Nothing had changed, butterflies in my stomach, knees weak, just like the first time we had met. CPG got up from the bar and came over, kissing my cheek as he whispered in my ear “Damn, you haven’t changed a bit.”

We were escorted to a corner booth and the server brought over a glass of my favorite Shiraz, he had remembered after all these years and I was instantly smitten all over again. We felt like teenagers, trying to catch up on our lives and conveniently skimming the obvious topics of his wife and children. CGP looked amazing; my whole body started to shake when he ran his hand up my thigh and under my dress. I couldn’t help but think, “this is what corner booths were made for.”

We left the restaurant and he slid his hand around my waist pulling me in for one of those kisses that instantly make you wet. I nibbled on his ear and told him to bring me to the hotel around the corner; that was all it took.

The elevator ride to the room was a blur; we couldn’t keep our hands off of each other. We entered the room and I pinned him up against the wall, unbuttoning his shirt, running my hands all over his chest and I working my way down until I was on my knees. CPG pulled my hair back watching me lick him.  He was the only man that knew how to get me off and I was full of anticipation, knowing full well it would be an afternoon of pure pleasure.