Driving Blake's Mustang was the thrill of a lifetime. Well, maybe the second thrill after the obvious.
"Where to, Ms. Blake?" I asked.
"Your place this time." She replied.
"Why not!" I said.
We drove back to my hotel. The climbing and winding streets were made for this car. Blake looked so beautiful as the breeze from the window blew through her blonde hair. I pulled into the underground garage of the Hilton. Just as I parked, Blake turned and quickly kissed me. I responded with the same. I got out and immediately ran over to her side and opened her door with an elegant flourish of arms. As she got out and took my hand she pulled me back against the side of the Mustang and we kissed deeply, she started to grind her hips into my crotch. We both smiled at one another.
"Maybe we should continue this upstairs." I said.
"I think we should." said Blake.
We went up to my room and ordered breakfast. Blake went into the bathroom and returned wearing a terrycloth hotel robe. We sat by the window and watched as San Francisco awakened for the day. The sunlight only accented the beauty of her face as we talked over breakfast.
"So where are you off to next?" I asked.
"Well, back to New York, finish off 'Gossip Girl' for the season, then I'm doing a movie." She said wistfully.
"Cool." I said
"But you'll never believe where I'm doing the movie!" she said with building excitement. "I'm going to Paris! Can you believe it?" she said joyfully.
"Ah, Paris, mon cheri Mademoiselle Lovely." I said as I mangled her last name in my best exaggerated and phony French accent.
Blake laughed at my attempts at French.
She then leaned in close and said to me in a cultured and elegant French voice;
"S'il vous plaît de faire l'amour pour moi."
I just stared at her as she smiled.
"Okay, you lost me. It sounded beautiful, but what did you just say?"
She laughed, then came over to me and sat in my lap.
"I said..." and she whispered in my ear. "Please make love to me."
We kissed.
"Ah, mei oui' Madame Lovely." I said in my Frenchman's voice.
And I kissed her again, much more deeply.
Blake slowly threw her head back and I kissed her neck, emitting a breathy "Oooooh" from her. I could see inside her robe she was topless underneath. She stood up and slowly untied it, and let it fall to the floor.
She was, in fact, completely naked underneath.
Her face had a look of passion and desire on it. She reached out to me and took my hand. I stood and she untied my robe and it fell too. We stood naked before one another and kissed. Then we fell back onto the bed and our hands wandered all over. Her tits felt as lovely as ever, I kissed and sucked on her nipples driving her mad with pleasure. My dick was getting so hard as I felt this soft vision before me. Blake was constantly moaning. She found the energy to make me lie on my back, she sat up and worked her hands down to my dick and held it in her hands.
"It looks so beautiful." She said softly.
"Just like you." I said.
And she bashfully cocked her head to the side.
