Chapter 5, Virgin.

I drove around for a few minutes. I love this city. There are hotels for couples all over the place, and a lot of them are high-end, no matter what neighborhood they're in.

We checked into a hotel that I knew had private parking for each room.

No one would see us.

I was calm; my wife was far away, and she wouldn't care that much either.

We entered the room and saw a foyer with some comfortable armchairs. Next to the foyer was a bridge with a waterfall and huge rocks. On the other side was a hot tub, and at the far end was the bed, with red bedding, just like the curtains.

I was being a gentleman and didn't jump on her. I was very patient and we had a nice talk. Then I ordered two coffees and some toast using the touchscreen in the room.

She barely ate anything.

We chatted a little more. She asked me about my trip and if it had been uneventful. I thought of Chloe because she never asked me how my trip went or if I was tired.

I sat down next to her. Until then, we had been sitting in armchairs facing each other.

She was wearing a dress that fell just above her knees. It wasn't as tight as the miniskirt she'd worn last time.

That outfit was perfect for the office.

I put my arm around her shoulders; she rested her head on my chest. I was trying my hardest to control myself.

I knew that as soon as I started kissing her, we would end up in bed. I really wanted to, but I didn't want to scare her. I don't know why I thought that.

I brushed my lips against hers, and her hands on my back sent that same strong, burning feeling through me that I'd felt every time I'd been with her.

I kissed her deeply, using my tongue, and my hands touched every part of her body, including the top of her dress.

This woman is so intense; she makes me feel like a new person. What is it about her?

I sat her on top of me.

I could feel her vagina through her clothes—well, through my pants, because her dress had already ridden up quite a bit.

"You're beautiful."

I told her in a rough voice, while my hands pulled at the elastic of her thong—it was small and felt like lace to the touch.

My hand touched her vagina. It was so wet that I moaned.

Alice was shaking, but she didn't move away.

"She's mine..." I started to unbutton my pants.

"I'm a virgin."

She told me this, lowering her head.

I stopped kissing her and pulled my hands away.

"A virgin?"

I asked, amazed. Even my wife's cold body had been with someone else before I met her.

She nodded.

I'm the first to have her like this—something even more intense took hold of my blood.

"I promise—yes, I kept making promises—that I'll be careful, and if it hurts, I'll stop, but I swear you'll be fine."

I'm a tough guy, and I've got her in my hands. I'm not just hiring her; I'm acting like her boyfriend. She's giving me her virginity, and I'm a married man.

At that moment, I didn't want to think; I didn't feel guilty toward my wife, but I did toward Alice.

I took off her dress slowly, as if I was taking off a baby's clothes.

She was wearing only her underwear.

She had a beautiful body; she wasn't curvy, but her curves were soft and just right—exactly the way I liked them. She was the perfect woman.

I took off my pants and was left in my unbuttoned shirt and boxers; I had a tent in them.

I moved closer to her, but gently. I already had her; in a few minutes, I would be inside her.

I led her to the bed and took off her bra; I really wanted to touch her breasts—they were perky and firm, with hard nipples. I don't remember when I took off my shirt and boxers.

I slowly pulled down her thong, leaving a trail of kisses on her body. She was shaking, and it turned me on more and more with every second. My tongue touched her clitoris, and she moaned intensely. It was like she had never experienced that before. I kissed her, but not for long. I put on a condom because I didn't know how much longer I could hold out.

I climbed on top of her. Before entering her, I held her breasts for a few seconds; Alice arched her back, wanting to feel closer to me.

She was very sensitive; I felt like I was in a very calm and peaceful place.

I was very careful when I first had sex with her because I had never been with a virgin before.

It took me a little while to get in; my penis was big and hard.

I pushed gently until I felt something break. What I felt was intense, different, and new to me.

She cried a little.

"Ouch, it hurts."

I waited a few seconds, but my penis was throbbing uncontrollably; I couldn't hold back any longer.

I kept pushing and started moving slowly.

I moved faster and faster, but I was careful to control my movements. I could feel my orgasm coming, and it felt much stronger than any other orgasm I had ever had.

"Oh, honey, you're driving me crazy."

I kissed her deeply, and my hands gripped her body; I moaned nonstop.

I think it hurt her a little, but I'm not sure. The pleasure she gave me was so intense that I wanted to freeze time and keep it that way forever.

I pulled out of her; there were a few drops of her blood on the sheets and on my penis.

I was even excited.

"Sweetheart, I love you. Thank you for letting me be your first. Next time, you'll have a better time."

Her light-colored eyes sparkled like a star.

"I've been waiting to feel what you make me feel ever since the other day," she confessed to me, a little shyly.

She's gorgeous and sensitive. She says she's never felt this way about anyone else.

No, I didn't feel any remorse. I was ready to do it again.

After we cleaned up, I continued to make out with her. She responded to every one of my touches. We were so into each other because Alice was more relaxed, and I was making her climax.

I kissed every inch of her body. Her moans made me shiver.

I'd never felt this way before either.

I guided her hands to my testicles and showed her how to touch me.

Her soft hands made me feel like I was in heaven.

I pressed my mouth against her vagina, licking and sucking her until she came in my mouth.

I almost came too.

I thought I'd last longer, but she makes my blood boil. She turns me on like no other woman ever has.

I had sex with her again, and even though I was still a bit tight inside her, it felt really good because it was warm and wet.

I nibbled on her nipples, kissed her neck and earlobe. I was making her crazy with pleasure. I could feel it through her movements and moans. Suddenly, I felt her body press against mine and her body shake, which showed that she was about to have an orgasm.

Her hands slid down my back, almost touching my skin.

We both came at the same time. I hadn't been able to come for a long time because I love being inside her.

It was so intense that it felt like I was in paradise.

My loud moans, mixed with hers, were like the music playing in the background.

Our breathing was still rough.

"Did you feel better?"

I asked her, even though I already knew the answer.

"Yes," she told me, sounding shy.

I adore this woman; she makes my head spin.

Fifteen minutes later, I wanted more.