Bed Time stories

Hookah

I met up with him one tiring night after my late night shift. As I lay in bed, feeling exhausted and lonely, I see this guy's messages. I like his profile some nights before and he looked fun, adventurous and dangerous. He had dark eyes and frizzy hair, almost like an Afro. He had a lean body and has a bit of tan. He looked like a rockstar!

Our conversation was innocent at first, then after a few minutes it became raunchy. By 12 midnight he was inviting me over. I was still wearing my scrub then, so i didn't want to go. But when he called me, I couldn't resist but hear the adventure and danger in his voice. I asked him to pick me up after an hour.

I wore a dress that night. He didn't exactly got my address so he ended up waiting for me at the hospital where I'm working. It was just 5 minutes walk from home but the May weather in this country got me all sweaty. I saw him looking around before he spotted me.
"Ciao! What took you so long?!" Then kissed both my cheeks. I was rather disappointed the way he looked that night. He was wearing crumpled shirt, shorts and flip-flops. With his curly hair, he looked like someone who needed a shower. Good thing he didn't smell when he leaned for a kiss.
On the way to his flat, He complimented how I look better in person and how he liked my smile. I complimented his hair and said I really liked it.
He wasn't alone in his flat. In fact, all residents weren't allowed to bring female guests. He had to secretly let me in. He led me to the balcony while he looked for his hookah. After searching in the dark for a couple of minutes, he returned with a look of defeat. He couldn't find it. So he went to the kitchen and offered beer instead.

We talked about work, family, past relationships and the weather. I thought he was cool. Then there was the awkward silence. We both know why we're there but both of us was just too shy to initiate. Finally, he leaned to kiss me, but this time his lips landed in my mouth. His lips was soft. After a few seconds I also felt his tongue. He was a good kisser.

The balcony was facing this fish port area. After kissing, we stood up and pointed out the nice view at night. I, on the other hand, was not paying attention as I was looking for people who maybe watching us. He noticed my uneasiness so he hugged me from behind.
"Everybody is sleeping at this time, relax." I didn't feel reassured, instead I felt his erection.

I wanted him, but not right there. He was coaxing and seducing me until I gave in.

He pushed me against the sliding door. He whispered,
"You like me, that's why you're here."
" I do but not like this", I answered almost out of breath.
Then he stopped me from talking and kissed me with so much passion I felt my bra unhook itself.
"You want me?" , he asked.
"Yes".
After hearing the magic word, he lifted my skirt and began touching me down there. I was moaning a little. He then turned me around and had me pinned against the glass door. He nibbled my ear while his he pulled out his hard erection.
We had sex standing up without removing my underwear.

Like in Spanish, "yes" was also "sì" in Italian. While he was inside me, he asked me if it felt good to which I replied:

"Si, si... oh si!"