Something to Remember Pt. 1
Starring: Lucy Pinder
Themes: Big Tits, Romance
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London, EnglandReflections cast across the glass surface of the round table. A round, empty glass sat on the left side with a few ice cubes melting away. The sound of voices in the distance could be heard, along with footsteps and faint music. For a man who had not traveled to England in the past, this trip proved to be one of beautiful sight-seeing. Elroy Walker found himself alone this evening, enjoying a lonely drink at the Artesian bar. His eyes studied the fancy architecture of the white walls and gold chandelier light fixtures hanging from the ceiling. This was all part of the experience of staying at the Langham Hotel. It was another destination he could mark off his list of places traveled to outside of home. At twenty-three years of age, he was experiencing a career that other men in his line of work were still waiting to see in their thirties.
A tech boom had started in North Carolina back during the pandemic of 2020. Roy had left college from New York with a degree in consultant management and IT tech. He skipped his apprenticeship to go back to his home state, just in time for the business boom. Crypto was surging alongside tech software. Back at the university, he befriended someone with similar aspirations about starting a company. Matthew had connections thanks to his family, who had a legacy as real estate moguls in Boston. With the right investors willing to back them up with capital, their tech company got off the ground relatively quick. All that was now two years removed, as Roy was traveling on behalf of the company's management. Their start-up was a success in Raleigh as part of the 'research triangle' in the state.
This trip was on behalf of a business summit in London. Last year, Roy traveled to Los Angeles for a similar meeting. He had checked into the Langham hotel yesterday after stepping off the plane. A taxi had been arranged for him, and the meeting was set for Tuesday afternoon, but he would have to lead on Wednesday morning. There was plenty of time to adjust to the sleep schedule after feeling jet lagged. A few drinks from the bar and taking his sleep pills yesterday had come in handy. From the start, Roy was amazed at the sights he had witnessed with his own eyes. It was different from looking at pictures of London on the internet or printed in magazines. The architectural style of the Langham building was so much more impressive to his eye than the bland postmodernist look of the luxury hotel he stayed in back in Los Angeles last year.
As he sat back in the chair, Roy looked around the room. Today had been a successful meeting, but somewhat tiresome after negotiating for three hours. He had still found himself struggling to adjust to the time zone being outside the US, but Roy felt lively today. As a token of gratitude for his success in the meeting, he was given an invite to a luxurious diner in London. Two tickets for a private dinner with a companion. This was a small gift on behalf of one businessman who had made a deal with him. The only problem for Roy was that he did not have a special someone to bring along with him. The ticket was still tucked away inside his jacket. He wore a regular black pinstriped suit with a white collar shirt underneath hidden behind the buttons. His short brown hair was recently trimmed, matching the color of his eyes and a slight five-o'clock shadow over his face.
Underneath the suit, he had a slim build, which was complementary to swimming and bicycling as a hobby. Some people preferred to hit the road in a car and leave all their troubles behind in a blurred distance. It was therapeutic for those people, in the same way Roy viewed the passing scenery and sound of gears turning as his legs rotated around the rolling wheel of his bicycle. During the summer, he spent his time unwinding at the local gym pool. There was something special about diving into the cold water and feeling the splashing waves before swimming forward. This dedication to exercise kept his body in fit enough shape to slip into the fanciest suits that cost hundreds of dollars. Roy made it a point to always look sharp and flashy wherever he went. At a place like the Langham, he easily blended in with the other guests who could afford such exquisite luxury.
His eyes wandered around the room, gazing at the other guests who were quietly enjoying their drinks. Sometimes Roy felt lonely in life. Gone were the days of chasing girls in college. Back at the office, he had a crush on one woman who worked as an assistant to his friend Matthew. Emily was a short woman with slender legs, blonde hair, and a busty chest. She often wore shirts that revealed her heavy cleavage to go with the shirt skirts that revealed her legs. The only problem when it came to flirting with her was the fact she had a wedding and engagement band across her left hand ring finger. Roy knew better than to involve himself with a married woman, so he never asked her out. As his eyes continued to glance across the room, he noticed a woman dressed in black entering the bar. She wore Vans-style sneakers that matched her black pants and shirt. Her long brunette hair was curled up in a high ponytail, and a purse was dangling from her right arm.
On first thought, Roy believed the woman to be somewhat older than him but perhaps not in her forties. She had a pretty face, but most of her body was hidden by her choice of nonrevealing clothes. He sat back in his chair, resting on the padded cushions as he glanced away from her. The last thing he wanted was to be rude and stare at her in the distance. Glancing back down at his glass, Roy was tempted to order a second drink. He sat there, gazing into the round glass and studying the melting ice cubes for a moment. When he glanced back across the room, he saw that same woman looking back at him. A playful smile ran across her pink lips as a set of deep brown eyes gazed back at his face. Something about her was almost angelic in her appearance. She tucked her purse under her right arm while clutching a glass in her left hand.
"Hi there..."
The woman spoke in a heavy British accent. The sound of her voice alone was enough to make Roy blush. She flashed her perfect white teeth while waving her right hand.
"Hello, Miss."
"Pardon me, but I couldn't help but notice you sitting here alone. Are you waiting on someone?"
Roy shook his head at her question. She smirked and invited herself to sit across from him. All he could do was sit back and watch as she crossed her legs and raised the glass to her lips for a quick sip. After the drink, she spoke again.
"From your voice, I take it you're an American."
"Yes, I am. My name's Elroy, by the way, but everyone calls me Roy. And you are?"
"I'm Lucy... Lucy Pinder."
She smiled after finishing her words. Roy could see a strong level of confidence in the way she spoke her name. It was almost as if she expected him to know her from somewhere and that the name would ring bells for him. He had never heard of her before, so he simply smiled and nodded.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Lucy. What made you want to come over here and sit with me?"
"I saw you checking me out."
With a giggle, she spoke again.
"No, really. I thought you might recognize me from somewhere. Not many people give me that look anymore like you did."
It took Roy a moment to remember something he heard about the Langham hotel. Before he made the trip, Matthew told him that he heard a rumor that celebrities used the hotel to evade paparazzi when they were in London. Maybe the name Lucy Pinder meant something here, but he had not heard of her in the past.
"I'm sorry to say I don't know your name from anywhere, but you certainly have a lovely face."
She grinned.
"Thank you. I guess you could say I find American men to be charming at times."
"Really? I take it you've had luck with who you've talked to."
"Sometimes I do. Are you on vacation here?"
He shook his head.
"No, I'm here on a business trip. Why are you here, Lucy?"
"I live across town. I'm staying until I can get a flight booked to Ibiza."
"Ibiza?"
Lucy nodded with a smile.
"Yes, I guess I'm going on a little vacation with some girlfriends. We want to see Ibiza one last time before the holiday season comes around."
They laughed at her confession. Roy found himself blushing, as he generally loved the sound of her voice. Lucy's accent was rich and elegant, unlike any other voice he had heard so far in England. He began to think about the meal tickets tucked away inside his jacket and the possibility of a date with this beautiful woman.
"Do you know this place called Sketch? Some kind of fancy diner place I heard about today."
She nodded, smiling widely.
"Yes, you are correct. It's a fancy place. I haven't been there in quite some time."
With a smile, Roy replied.
"Well, I have two tickets for a private table. They were a gift from my meeting today."
"Are you asking me out on a date, Roy?"
"I guess I am. I'd hate to let the tickets go to waste without sharing them with someone."
Her eyes widened for a moment as her lower lip fell, revealing her teeth. Lucy looked as if she were either flattered or offended at him requesting a date despite barely knowing her after a few minutes. Roy began to fear he may have overstepped his boundaries when her lips curved into a wide smile.
"It's been a while since I've gone out with a stranger."
Roy blushed at her words, but Lucy carried on speaking.
"What time are your tickets?"
"Dinner at five."
Lucy nodded at him.
"I'll meet you there if you're asking me out."
"I am. You can make it at five?"
"I can, if you don't get lost along the way."
From the tone of her voice, Roy knew she was teasing him. Lucy got up from her seat, still clutching her purse, as she reached down to grab her empty glass. He sat back, watching as she walked back to the bar and left the glass for the bartender. Before she left, she turned around and winked at him. Roy was left to think about their date in a few hours. Who was she? That was something he began to wonder as he began to rise up from his seat and grab his empty glass. The ice had melted into a small amount of water at the bottom. Condensation formed around the edges, leaving a wet ring on the table. Roy paid it no attention as he brought the glass back and then glanced at the entrance door. Lucy was gone, but she was now the center of his attention.
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4 HOURS LATER
After leaving the bar, Roy took the trip up to his hotel room to prepare for the date with Lucy. He was still in shock that she agreed to a date with him being a stranger to her, as she referred. Not only was he someone she had just met, but he would be out of the country before the week was over. He took a shower, just to make sure he was fresh. While gazing at his reflection in the mirror, Roy began to wonder just who she was when he began shaving his face. The temptation was in him to grab his phone and start browsing the internet in search for Lucy Pinder. She probably had a LinkedIn page or maybe other social media accounts. Roy guessed she was probably a famous name across this country. He began remembering a fantasy he once had back in his college days.
Every guy in college who went to IT classes had at least one pinup poster in their dorm. Whether it was old Playboy models or more recent girls of the past decade. Roy remembered hanging up a photo of Scarlett Johansson. It was a fantasy to get a big job in tech and then date a model or Hollywood actress. Those dreams were almost gone at this point for Roy. He was happy to just have a date with a gorgeous woman like Lucy, regardless if he knew who she was or not. He fought the urge to go online and take a peek at a possible resume that may have existed of her. It was better to get to know Lucy in person than rely on web pages. Among his luggage was a blue shirt to go with his pinstripe black jacket. After getting dressed, he decided to call for a taxi. Lucy did have a point that a man like him, who did not know the London streets, could easily get lost.
It was quite the experience to sit in the back of a cab and watch a driver navigate the roads. To Roy's curious eye, they drove backwards compared to back home in the States. Inside the bistro, his eyes scanned the gold interiors. The Sketch restaurant had an exquisite feel based on the interior design alone. White and black tiles covered the floor in a zig-zag pattern while nearly everything else was decorated in a bright yellow or gold color. Lucy was waiting inside to greet him with a soft smile. Her long brunette hair was tucked behind her shoulders as Lucy stood in a black dress. Her legs were visible beyond the ends of the dress, revealing her feet tucked into a pair of matching black high heels. Her dress hugged every curve of her body, with only a slight hint of what appeared to be a busty chest hidden inside. The front covered her chest entirely, with no hint of cleavage whatsoever.
He wondered if her dress choice was to purposely keep her attention on her gorgeous face. Lucy teased him when she asked if he got lost on his way to the restaurant. The two shared a laugh before he revealed the meal tickets at the front desk. A few minutes later, they were escorted into the dining room to select their private booth of choice. The sunlight was glaring from the windows on the far right side of the room. Roy wanted to sit there, directly across from Lucy, in a corner with the yellow padded booth seats to lean back on. A waiter offered them the choice of wine while they ordered their meals from a fancy menu booklet. Sketch had all sorts of European food choices. That was a welcome relief to Roy, who was used to American diners back home. He followed through, ordering what Lucy had decided on.
"This place still looks marvelous, but quite different. It used to be pink."
Lucy spoke of the interior design. A conversation unfolded from there, as Roy became curious about the restaurant's history. She claimed that she had been here more than once over the years. By the time their food was served, the two had engaged in a conversation about their pasts. Lucy asked first, prompting Roy to begin talking about his work in IT and the tech industry. She appeared to be impressed by his job. Between using a fork and knife to cut her food and sipping on wine, the two traded talk in a slow conversation.
"It must've been fun for you to go to Uni. I was supposed to go and had been planning on it, but my life went in a different direction."
"What do you mean by that?"
She giggled at his question. Roy watched Lucy raise the wine glass to her lips and take a large sip. After swallowing it, she finally replied to him.
"A photographer took my picture when I was down at a beach. Next thing I knew, the Daily Star was calling me about page three."
"Page three? What's that?"
A slow but proud smile ran across her lips.
"You've never heard of page three back in the States?"
Once again, Lucy was laughing at his puzzled reaction. Her big brown eyes locked on him as she began to explain.
"Page three was in the newspapers. My job was in the glamour modeling industry."
"So you were a pinup girl?"
"Yes, something like that."
Lucy glanced down at her plate of food, trying not to smile as she began to blush. Roy was surprised that he made her blush like this.
"When I first saw you, I thought you recognized me from somewhere. I used to go out, and guys would notice me. Oh, hey, look! It's Lucy Pinder walking in here!"
They laughed together at that statement. Roy grabbed the wine bottle and poured himself another glass. He gestured to refill her glass, since it was nearly empty. Lucy gave him a nod as she carried on speaking.
"In some ways, it was a little frustrating. Everyone had an opinion about my job since I was famous for literally my boobs."
That last word of her speech had caught his attention. Roy began to wonder if that was the reason she was wearing a dress that did not reveal any cleavage. He sipped on his glass of wine before replying.
"I can't relate to that. I wish I could, but when I tell people about my work, they immediately want to know if I'm making a six figure income."
"I used to get asked that as well. I ended up forgetting all about going to Uni cause every year I'd get a new contract and I couldn't say no to the money. You should've seen what I made when I finally did go topless."
With a chuckle ending her speech, Roy was now the one blushing. He glanced back down at his empty plate for a moment before setting his view back on Lucy's gorgeous face. Taking a moment to exhale, he considered his words. Deep down, he was reminded of the fantasy he once had about dating a famous model, but he knew better than to say anything rude.
"Did you ever get a chance to go back and do college?"
"Yeah, after I turned thirty. The glamour industry just sort of collapsed. Page three was banned, and then the magazines started closing their doors. I had something of a mid-life crisis, if you want to call it that."
"How old are you, Lucy?"
"I'm thirty-eight. How old are you, dear?"
"Twenty-three."
Her lower lip fell in shock.
"You thought I was a little bit older?"
Roy smirked after teasing her. Lucy began to crack up laughing.
"Yes! I thought you might be around my age, to be honest."
Once again, they were both laughing together. He had another sip of wine and was now done with his food. Lucy appeared to be done eating as well. They were now sitting back and drinking while sharing this discussion.
"When I was twenty-three, my career was just starting to really blow up. Those were good times, I must say."
"So what happened with your modeling? You said something about the industry collapsing."
"That's right. It was about seven or eight years ago. Gosh, it feels like a lifetime ago. Page three was banned, and then the lads mags started folding. If you were a little older and ventured to London for business, I think you would've seen me on the front covers of Nuts or Loaded."
"Nuts? That was the name of a magazine?"
She flashed her teeth, grinning as she slowly nodded her head.
"If I recall correctly, the slogan for Nuts was, grab yours. Quite cheeky, huh?"
As he laughed, Lucy sipped the remainder of wine from her glass, finishing it off. There was still some remaining in the bottle, but she did not refill her glass. Roy took a moment to think to himself. Though he had not seen her modeling pictures, he had the impression Lucy had to be something of a big deal at some point. So far, Roy had learned about Lucy from listening to her, but it was not enough to satisfy his curiosity. Her career and the past were of no importance to him. The sound of her voice and pleasant demeanor had only made him more attracted to her, beyond her beauty.
"I like your sense of humor, Lucy. I can't help but wonder, what made you want to talk to me earlier today? I imagine a woman like you could have any man you want."
"Let's just say I like your face, Roy. Would you believe that I find you to be handsome?"
"Maybe."
Her flirting with him had only made Roy blush again. Lucy locked her eyes on him, speaking again.
"Do you have a special someone back home?"
Roy shook his head at her, answering her question quietly.
"I leave tomorrow morning, so I guess I only have tonight left. I wish I met you yesterday, Lucy."
"Likewise, dear. Since we don't have much time, perhaps we should head back to the hotel and make use of it."
"Are you saying you'd like to spend more time together besides this date?"
As she nodded her head to his question, Lucy softly smiled. She did not have to tell him what she was thinking. The mischievous grin across her face was enough to get her point across. Lucy had a way of speaking in silence with her facial expressions alone. They had just shared a nice meal together and nearly finished an entire bottle of wine. A small remainder of the liquid swirled at the bottom of the dark bottle, but neither of them paid it any mind as they stood up from their chairs. Roy reached inside his jacket to grab his wallet. He knew it was best to leave some spare money on the table as a tip, despite his money being in spare US dollars. Lucy watched him, but did not point out the obvious fact that his money would be of little use to any waiter collecting the tip. They marched outside, leaving the restaurant, as he trusted her to flag a taxi for them.
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1 HOUR LATER
The door slammed shut before Roy felt his back shoved against it. His eyes were closed as Lucy shoved her body up against his, and the two embraced for what would be the first of many passionate kisses tonight. An hour had passed since they left the restaurant, but time felt as if it were ticking by much faster than that. Roy did not have time to reflect on his first experiences in a London taxi. All three trips he had made, counting the one from the airport, were in a black van style vehicle. It was quite different from riding in the back of a yellow car in the States or an Uber. During the ride, Lucy teased Roy about the haunted room of the Langham hotel. She held his hand, teasing him as the cab driver poked into their conversation to talk about a ghost story he heard another passenger recite about the Langham.
Roy did not care about any of that once he was back in his room with Lucy. As his lips were locked with hers, he moaned into her mouth. Their tongues danced together as he felt her hands pressing against his chest. Lucy tugged at his jacket, pulling it off as their kisses continued. When their lips finally broke apart, Roy planted his lips on the right side of her neck, brushing past the beauty mark she had as he began to suck on her neck. His actions resulted in soft moans from her lovely English voice. She managed to get his jacket off. It fell to the carpeted floor quietly as she threw her arms around his neck. Lucy began to step backwards. Her eyes scanned across the living room as Roy was still busy sucking and kissing up her neck. Once he reached her earlobe, he whispered into her ear.
"I liked it when you took my jacket off. You seem to know what you want."
"Yeah..."
"Would you mind if I unzipped your dress?"
His question was enough to make Lucy pull away from him. Her teeth were gritted, giving him the thought of a facial expression she may have used in many of her glamour modeling shoots way back when. The curtains around the windows were still pulled back, but the sunlight had long since diminished into the night. His suite room was made up of grey walls with hanging art frames and fancy chairs for furniture. Lucy bit her lower lip, slowly grinning at him. Since she did not reply to his question, Roy leaned down to begin taking his shoes off.
"You know what's funny, Roy?"
He was still gazing down at the dark color of his shoes when she spoke. Once the left one was untied, Roy quickly pulled his foot out, then repeated the process with his right shoe. When he finally glanced back at Lucy, she had unzipped her dress and dropped it to the floor. His lower lip fell as he saw her standing before him in a black bra and thong. She moved her hands to her hips, posing before him. For a man who did not know of her modeling career, he was now witnessing her glamorous beauty in person.
"Everyone's seen my tits before, except you."
Lucy spoke again while grinning. She must have seen how his eyes became enlarged as he focused on the immense size of her breasts. They were still contained within a bra, but from the size alone, Roy was beginning to guess her cup size. They were definitely bigger than a D cup, so maybe it was an E or a G? Or possibly even an F cup? He was at a loss for words upon seeking this glamour goddess standing before him. With a soft smile, she moved her left hand to her right shoulder, pushing one of the straps down. Roy swallowed his breath as he felt a rush of adrenaline through his veins. Lucy Pinder stood now, revealing her famous breasts to him.
"Oh my god..."
The bra fell to the floor as her breasts flopped free, no longer contained within a clothed prison. Roy was unable to look away. He knew deep down he should look into her eyes before saying something, but her breasts made it impossible for him to glance away. The longer he stood there studying her breasts, he could feel his cock stiffening in his pants. Lucy moved her hands underneath them and held them up, as if she were still modeling her tits to him.
"I have never seen tits like that in my life. Oh my god, they're fucking huge!"
She giggled at his reaction. Little did he know, this was an experience for her. Rarely did Lucy engage in lustful activities with a man who was unaware of her past. It was funny to her, to see a genuine reaction to her breasts with no prior knowledge of them. Roy was flabbergasted by the beauty of her body. He stepped forward, and then Lucy grabbed his wrists. She shoved his hands over her breasts, allowing him to feel her erect nipples grazing his palms.
"Go ahead and give them a squeeze, you know you want to."
"You've been hiding these boobs all night."
Roy moaned as he gently squeezed her breasts. Lucy giggled as she let go of his wrists and slid her hands to the back of his head, guiding him between her breasts. He closed his eyes and pulled her breasts apart to smother his face with them. He could hear her gasping and giggling as Lucy seemed more aroused with each passing second he paid attention to her tits. Roy pushed his lips together and made his best attempt at motorboating those tits as he shook his head around. He eventually pulled his face away and planted his lips over her left nipple. His tongue circled around the areola before he began sucking her nipple. Lucy moaned as her hands gripped his collared shirt.
"Stand up, and I'll finish undressing you, dear."
"Oh yeah? You want to strip me down?"
Lucy smirked before responding.
"Yes! I suppose we won't make it to the bedroom before we're both naked, but I can't wait any longer. I had this strange feeling when I first met you that I would be taking your clothes off later tonight, and here I am doing that."
He fought the urge to ask her if it was love at first sight. Roy worried that it would sound too silly to her, so he stood quietly as Lucy shoved her breasts up against his chest. Before she was ready to undress him, she kissed him tenderly again. He moaned into her mouth while running his right hand fingers through a few locks of her dark hair. After the kiss, Lucy pulled apart the buttons of his shirt, revealing his pale chest. She pressed her warm hands over his chest as she gazed into his eyes and tossed the shirt to the floor. Roy watched Lucy fall to her knees, facing the bulge in the front of his pants. Her big brown eyes gazed up at his face as she unfastened his belt. Lucy pressed her left hand against his bulge, teasing him as she grinned.
"Did I do this? Or did you get this hard after seeing my boobs?"
With a chuckle, Roy blushed. As Lucy pulled the button apart to his pants, he replied.
"That's quite... ummmmm, how did you put it earlier? Cheeky?"
Once again, Lucy was giggling at him in that heavy English accent he adored. She unzipped his pants and wasted no time shoving them down to his ankles. The length of his cock was almost visible, now poking forward in the pair of boxers he wore. Lucy licked her lips, not once breaking eye contact with him as she pushed his boxers down to reveal his hardened pole that awaited her. Lucy wrapped her right hand fingers around his cock. The extended length jumped to life from her touch. Roy stepped out of his pants and underwear, leaving them to be a pile on the floor as Lucy began to wank his cock. He took a deep breath, watching her hand move back and forth as she gave him an innocent smile. After a few more seconds of slowly stroking, Lucy slid her hand down to the base and parted her lips. She finally broke eye contact with him as she slid the head of his shaft between her lips.
'Mmmmmm', a muffled moan was heard from her elegant voice as the legendary glamour model began to suck his cock. Roy took a deep breath to avoid moaning. He did not want to hear his own voice interrupting any sounds from Lucy as she slowly sucked the first few inches of his cock. She was taking her time, finding a rhythm as she began to slowly bob her head up and down. Roy felt her right hand fingers squeezing his shaft from the base, rustling among his bush of pubic hair. Her big brown eyes gazed back up at him as she pulled her lips to the head and released him with a loud popping sound. That noise echoed throughout the room as Lucy resumed stroking his shaft. Now that part of it was gone, her hand easily slid back and forth around it. She took a deep breath and spit on the head, then slid it back into her mouth.
Roy remained silent as he stood and enjoyed the oral pleasure Lucy was giving him. She twisted her fingers around his cock as her lips reached her index finger. She broke eye contact, concentrating now as she closed her eyes and bobbed her head up and down. Muffled moans and sucking noises became more audible with each passing second. Roy exhaled, once again taking deep breaths to prevent himself from moaning. When Lucy opened her eyes, she stopped. His cock was halfway in her mouth the moment her big brown eyes glared up at him. She unwrapped her right hand fingers to give herself more room to slide her lips down further. Roy grunted at the feeling of his cock extending to the back of Lucy's throat. She slowly deep-throated him for a few seconds before extracting his shaft entirely from her mouth.
"Wow."
There was only one word Roy could say to Lucy. She smirked proudly as a string of saliva dangled from her lower lip back to his shiny, drool soaked cock. He took another deep breath and watched as she raised both hands and gripped his dick with all ten fingers. Lucy began to slowly twist her fingers while flexing her elbows. She broke the string of her saliva when she spit on the head of his shaft.
"Mmmmmmm, you like that, Roy? You like how I suck your cock?"
Her teeth were barred as she looked at him with lustful hunger in her eyes. Lucy continued to slowly twist her fingers around his cock.
"Yeah, I'm loving how you suck it, babe."
She winked after he spoke.
"I'm just getting started. Stand still and relax for me, Roy. We haven't even reached the bedroom yet."
Lucy spoke in a low, seductive tone. From her accent alone, her voice sounded so sexy to his ears. She parted her lips and flicked her tongue over the head of his cock before unwrapping all of her fingers around it. As Lucy slid his cock back into her mouth again, she moved her left hand below to press on one of her breasts. Roy watched her pinch her own nipple as she began to bob her head up and down, slobbering all over his shaft. Her right hand pressed into one of his legs as her hair began to swiftly sway around. Lucy took her time, devouring his cock inch by inch as she continued to suck. 'Mmm, mmmmm', the muffled moans her mouth made were heard loudly thanks to Roy containing himself from moaning. She moved her hands away, pushing them over her giant breasts as she continued to suck his cock at a faster pace now.
Bracing himself, Roy began to wonder if she was attempting to make him explode from her mouth alone. It would be an early orgasm to start the night, if that was her plan. Lucy concentrated, still bobbing her head up and down as she pinched her erect nipples with her fingers. Roy could see her enormous tits from underneath, but he had little idea what she was planning to do. All he could do was stand there and receive this oral pleasure from her. She slowed down, pulling her lips back to the head and releasing him again with a pop noise. Instead of taking a break, Lucy went back down on it. She squeezed her lips around his cock hard, giving it one last sucking before she withdrew it for good this time. A few drool strings were dangling from the head back to her open mouth. She exhaled while gazing up into his eyes, breaking the saliva strings as she held her huge breasts up.
"If you liked how I sucked it, just wait until you feel this."
His cock flopped around, shaking left and right now that it was free of her hands and tits. Lucy raised her giant tits up and pulled them apart to create a passage down the middle. Roy gasped as he felt his cock engulfed between the famous breasts of Lucy Pinder. The entire length of his cock disappeared as she shoved them together. Only the head of his long pole barely poked out. Lucy grinned at him, flashing her full teeth.
"How does it feel to have your cock between England's finest tits?"
The look on his face had to be something Lucy enjoyed seeing. Roy wondered how many men she had taken by surprise, all with the power of her tits. These were by far, the biggest breasts he had ever seen in his life, and now they were swallowing his cock up. She looked so proud, still grinning as she kept her breasts held together. He did not answer back her question and instead bucked his hips. This sudden movement caught Lucy by surprise. He let out a soft moan upon feeling every inch of his cock thrusting between those perfect tits. Lucy gasped as she gazed up at his face.
"Mmmmmm, yeah. You wanna fuck my tits, Roy?"
A wide grin ran across her pink lips as Lucy began to chuckle. A few strands of her hair swayed in front of her face. Roy moaned again, slowly pumping his dick between her breasts. With his left hand, he carefully swiped the strands of hair away from her eyes to see her gorgeous face as he continued fucking her tits. Lucy moaned softly as she broke eye contact to glance down and watch the head of his cock poke up with each thrust. She flicked her tongue across it before speaking more dirty words.
"You love my big tits, don't you, Roy?"
"Oh yeah! You know I do, babe!"
"Mmmmm, fuck 'em real good then. Show me how much you love 'em. Come on, fuck my titties, Roy!"
"God, these are the best tits in the world!"
"That's right! England's finest! Keeping fuck my tits, mmmmmm yeah!"
She bit her lower lip, moaning softly while still gazing into his eyes. The pleasure he felt from her oral skills was impressive, but nothing could compare to the wonderful feeling of fucking her tits. Each time he thrust between those boobs, Roy felt the urge to buck his hips harder and faster. As he increased speed, Lucy gritted her teeth. Her moans became hissing sounds before she locked her eyes on him again. Roy planted his right hand down onto her left shoulder, desperate to grip something, anything, as he was busy fucking her breasts.
"Oh god! These tits feel so good!!"
As he cried out, Lucy moaned. Roy swallowed his breath to prevent himself from moaning some more. Through all of this, he wanted to hear her moaning rather than his own voice. Her eyes were locked on his as Lucy began speaking in a low, seductive voice.
"Your cock feels so good between my boobs. You might be enjoying this, but you have no idea just how much I'm loving it, dear."
Over and over, he pumped his cock between her boobs. Lucy panted, gasped, and breathed heavily. It would be so easy for him to keep fucking her tits until he was ready to explode, but Roy had to slow down. He groaned, still thrusting but at a slower pace. Lucy broke eye contact to glance down and see the head of his shaft poking up. She parted her lips, licking the head. The movement of his cock thrusting between her tits had almost come to a complete halt. Lucy raised her head and closed her eyes, allowing him to witness his cock slide up her neck. As badly as he wanted to continue tittyfucking her, Roy knew it was better to stop now before he got carried away into a climax. He made one last thrust, just to feel those amazing breasts one final time.
Moving his hand away from her shoulder, Roy grabbed his cock from the base and pulled it from between her tits. Lucy moaned at him. Her hands were still pushing those giant boobs together. She slid her hands underneath, propping them up and shaking them around for a few seconds. When Roy let go of his cock, she tucked her left forearm beneath her breasts to keep them held up as she used her other hand to wrap her fingers around his pole. Their eyes met while Lucy rubbed his cock across her right nipple. Roy only broke eye contact to watch her play with his dick. Smack. Smack. Smack. He moaned at the feeling of her beating the head of his cock against her nipple. After three equal taps, Lucy alternated his cock to her other nipple but did not smack it. She rubbed the head across it, allowing him to feel the hardness as she gazed into his eyes and spoke.
"Look at us. We've already done some dirty deeds before we even reached the bedroom."
"There's nothing stopping us from going there now."
Lucy winked at him in response. Roy offered a hand to pull her up from her knees, and she accepted. Once she was standing face-to-face with him again, he wrapped his arms around her and began to kiss her tenderly. Those giant breasts shoved into his chest, now allowing him to feel her cool skin and hardened nipples pressing against him. Their tongues danced together as she moaned into his mouth. Once the kiss ended, Lucy stepped back. Roy unwrapped his arms from around her and watched as the glamour goddess took a few more steps back. Her breasts jiggled and bounced around freely since Lucy had slid her hands away. She was attempting to bring his attention to something else, but Roy could not pull his eyes from her perfect tits. Biting her lower lip, she loudly snapped her fingers to get his attention.
"I forgot to take this off."
Her fingers twitched around the sides of her thongs. Now that Lucy had finally shifted his attention to the thong, she tugged it down to reveal her wet pussy. Not a hair was in sight as those pretty pink folds glistened with fresh dew. The thong fell down to her ankles. Lucy stepped out of her heels, now finally joining him in complete nudity, before turning her back to him to reveal her bum. Roy had not even thought of looking at her ass since all his focus had been on her boobs. Her hair swayed around as Lucy glanced from her right shoulder, flashing a grin as she took off from where he stood. Roy watched those thick ass cheeks rub together as she strutted her hips and walked through the room, finding the bedroom quickly. He hurried behind her but kept himself three steps behind to continue watching the movement of her buttocks.
"At long last, here we are."
She came to a sudden stop in the open doorway. Lucy turned around and teased Roy by holding her hands over her breasts. It was difficult for her to completely hide them due to their large size. She flicked the light switch as Roy stepped closer to her. She moved her hands off her breasts, throwing her arms around his neck, and then shoving her boobs into his chest again. Once more, their lips were locked, exchanging a fury of passionate kisses. The bedroom was large, with the same gray walls as the living room. The bed was made up of white blankets, pillows, and sheets to go with a black metal frame. Off to the left side of the room was another open doorway leading to a personal bathroom. Roy had no desire to take her anywhere but the bed. When they stopped kissing, Lucy turned back around to face the bed.
"Get on the bed with me, love."
He stood there and watched her climb onto the bed. Roy was pondering what position he wanted to take Lucy in. Doggy style was his favorite way to give it to a woman. He was already thinking about all the sounds that could be made by her giant breasts flopping and jiggling around. At the same time, he was also considering having Lucy sit on top of him so he could watch those big tits shake around. Wasting no more time, Roy climbed onto the bed behind her. His feet sank into the blankets and sheets. Lucy had crawled forward, still pressing her hands and knees into the blankets below. She was nearly at the pillows resting against the headboard when she glanced behind her shoulder to see Roy.
"What are you thinking about, Roy? You wanna fuck me like this?"
Before he had the chance to reply, Lucy shoved her buttocks back and brushed it up against him. His cock flopped onto her left ass cheek. He responded to her playful teasing by lightly spanking the right side of her bum. She moaned and lowered her head onto a pillow. As her ass was elevated, Lucy rubbed it on him.
"Is this how you want it?"
"Yeah."
"Then fuck me, Roy. Fuck me right now."
To hear her demand that he fuck her was enough to get his heart racing. The sound of Lucy's voice was so beautiful, unlike any woman he had previously become intimate with in his life. His cock had slipped beneath her buttocks. He grabbed it and guided it to her wet folds, brushing the head across them. Lucy raised her head, moaning as she planted her hands down into the pillow and elevated herself back up. Her long brunette hair ran down her back. Roy slipped his cock into her pussy, listening to Lucy moan in relief.
"Mmmmmm, there you go. Come on and fuck me, Roy. Fuck me!!"
Once again, she was demanding it from him. Roy began to buck his hips, thrusting his cock into her pussy. He was still adjusting to the warm feeling of her inner tightness. To prevent himself from moaning, he bit his lower lip. Lucy closed her eyes and spread her fingers across the pillow below as she began screaming at him.
"Give it to me! Fuck me!!"
Roy grunted as he picked up the pace, now pumping his cock into her faster. Lucy gasped and moaned as her giant breasts began to shake and bounce all around. All he wanted to do was pound her pussy and truly give it to her the way she wanted.
"Ohhhh, ohhhhhh, ohhhhhhhh god!"
Her hair swayed around, moving into her face. Lucy raised her left hand to swipe her hair to the side as her breasts continued to jiggle and shake around. The sound of his balls smacking onto the undersides of her thick ass was audible. Roy planted his hands on her hips, just to grab at something to maintain himself as he continued fucking her.
"Pull my hair!"
He could not deny her request, so Roy reached out with his right hand and snatched up several locks of her hair, making sure not to tug roughly. Lucy moaned, keeping her head raised as her eyes remained closed. Roy used his left hand to smack her ass again. Lucy gasped at his touch.
"Do that again! Pull my hair and spank my arse!!"
Spank! His hand smacked her booty harder as he continued tugging at her hair. Roy slowed down. He listened to the faint gasp she made in her voice. He was trying to control himself so they could change positions. The last thing he wanted to do was waste his load without having her big tits in his face again.
"You're the most beautiful woman in the world, Lucy."
"Mmmmmm, do you think so?"
Still bucking his hips slowly, Roy waited a moment before replying.
"No, I don't think so. I know! I know after today!"
His words came out with a groan as he was still trying to restrain himself from moaning too loudly. Roy came to an abrupt halt and pulled his cock out of her juicy cunt. Lucy pouted and turned her head to see him now lying down on the bed.
"Come on, baby! Get on top of me, we aren't done yet!"
Lucy sighed in such a way that he could not tell if she was annoyed or amused by him suddenly wanting to change positions like this. The look in her eye gave him the impression she did not mind. As Roy lay there, he gazed up at the hanging chandelier from the ceiling. The light nearly blinded him until Lucy entered his view. She straddled him, bending her knees around both sides of him and hovering her wet pussy above his stomach. Roy was too distracted by her giant tits, now hanging near his face. He felt her hands gripping his cock. Lucy held it up and took her time lining herself up. Roy closed his eyes as he began to feel his cock sliding back into her cunt. Lucy pressed her warm hands down on his slim chest.
"Mmmmmmm, yeah. Is this what you wanted, dear? You wanted me to get on top of you?"
Her fingers slid up his chest as she leaned over. Roy watched her huge boobs wobble and shake around. He immediately raised his hands and grabbed hold, squeezing them hard. Several locks of her hair moved into her face as Lucy began to roll her hips, pumping his cock in and out of her pussy.
"Oh god! Yes, Lucy! Yes! Yessss!!"
Roy could not contain his excitement anymore. With each word he moaned out, he squeezed her tits harder. He suddenly remembered that he did not want to hear his own voice moaning after she began to cry out in ecstasy. Lucy closed her eyes and took a deep breath. When she began to moan, Roy bit his lower lip to prevent himself from muttering anything.
"Ohhhhh yeah! Mmmmmm, YESSSSS!!"
Her voice loudly echoed throughout the bedroom. She slammed her pussy down on his cock hard, still rolling her hips back and forth. He closed his eyes for a moment while moving his hands off her tits and placing them back at her hips. Lucy was able to lean up now and throw her arms behind her head. When Roy re-opened his eyes, his vision was that of a goddess riding him. Her long brunette hair swayed wildly as her great, big, natural breasts were shaking up and down. He was tempted to reach for them again with his hands, but decided not to. Up and down, then left and right, they flopped and shook all around.
"That's it, Lucy! Keep going!!"
He gritted his teeth, softly grunting as her cries and moans became louder with each passing moment. Lucy had turned this into an intense riding session, still rolling her hips and bouncing herself up and down his cock. The bed began to shake, with the frame rattling into the wall to create a clanking sound. Roy was just hoping at this point he could hold on and not blow his load inside her. He still had much he wanted to do with her.
"OHHHHH GOD!! OHHHHH, OHHHHHHHHHHH YEAH!!"
As she screamed again, Roy no longer could resist the temptation of touching her boobs. He smashed his hands over them, feeling her nipples poke into his palms as he squeezed them hard. Lucy gasped, closing her eyes and keeping her arms extended above her head. Her elbows flexed out as she slowed down, but continued to slam herself down hard on his cock.
"YES!! YESSS!!, YESSSSSSSS!!"
With the slow pace, Roy saw the opportunity to lean forward and shove his face between her breasts one last time. Lucy was panting and breathing heavily. He knew she was close to reaching her climax, and all he could do was hope that he did not reach his from inside her. He pulled her breasts apart, then shoved his face between them to smother himself. Lucy moved her hands to the back of his head, encouraging him to play with her tits as she raised her head and belched out a high pitched moan in her soothing English voice.
"GOD!! YESSSSSS!!"
Roy felt her pussy tighten around his shaft, just as he slathered his tongue over her right nipple. He was about to begin sucking when the feeling of her orgasm distracted himself enough to lie on his back again. He closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, groaning as he desperately tried to hold himself back from erupting inside her. Lucy was panting loudly. In a panic, she quickly moved off him, causing a gush of her juices to squirt from her pussy and spill onto the white blankets. Roy was so close to exploding, yet thankful that she was able to prevent it with some quick thinking. As soon as she climbed off him, Lucy fell backwards, laying her back on the bed, opposite of him.
"Oh, god, that was so good."
"I'm glad I didn't cum inside you, that was not easy holding back."
"Oh, I'm glad you didn't either. But I'm on the pill, it would've been okay."
Her confession would have likely made him smile if not for his current self-restraint. Roy stood up, sinking his feet into the bed as he climbed over Lucy. Her big brown eyes looked up at his face as he towered over her, casting a shadow across the bed. She moved her hands over her great, big tits for a moment, then motioned for him to sit down on her stomach.
"Sit down, I know what you want. You held yourself back just so you could fuck my tits one last time."
"Damn, how did you know?"
"You aren't the first man to be madly in love with my tits."
She winked, causing him to blush. Oh, god, Roy thought to himself. Lucy knew how to make him feel special. As he sat down on her stomach, he watched her pull her tits apart, creating a small valley between her huge mountains.
"I'm guessing that you wanna fuck my tits one last time and cover them in spunk before you fly back home."
The word she used to describe cum had almost made him laugh. Roy became distracted as he slid his cock back between her boobs. His rod was sticky and coated in her juices, making it glide across her skin much easier than before. As Lucy squeezed her tits to trap his shaft, he spoke up.
"I'll likely be returning to London in a few months for another business meeting."
Lucy gave him a puzzled look. Whether he was honest or not, this was certainly a funny time to suddenly remember something.
"Really? You just decided to tell me that while you've got your cock shoved between my boobs? I guess that's your way of saying you wanna do this again."
Laughing at her words, Roy closed his eyes for a moment. He began to buck his hips, driving every inch of his cock between those perfect tits. No matter how great her pussy and mouth felt, there was nothing that came close to this. The feeling of his cock pumping back and forth between her perfect boobs was too good for him. He opened his eyes to see her tits smashed together, his entire shaft completely disappeared between them. Only the head poked up with each full thrust. Lucy flicked her tongue over it twice, then began speaking again.
"Whether you return to London or not, I want you to fuck my titties like this is the last time you're getting them."
With each word she spoke, his cock was pumping back and forth between her tits. Roy groaned as he nodded to her.
"Oh yeah? Is that what you want?"
"That's not all. I want a huge load of spunk all over them. Think you can do that for me, Roy?"
Taking a deep breath, he slowed down to look into her eyes. Roy nodded, then loudly exclaimed his reply.
"Fuck yeah!"
Gritting his teeth, he grunted as Roy began to buck his hips as hard as he could. Lucy gazed away from his face and adjusted her hands over her breasts. She opened her mouth wide, extending her tongue to flick across the head with each thrust he made. Again and again, he drove his cock between her tits, feeling every inch of them squeeze around it.
"Oh god, Lucy! These are the best boobs in the whole world! The absolute best, period!!"
Still bucking his hips hard, Roy grunted. He did not want to stop, as this pleasure was too much for him. With a few final thrusts, he only came to a halt when he felt the eruption begin.
"Oh god, LUCCCCYYYYYY!!"
Screaming her name aloud, he grabbed his cock with his right hand. Lucy quickly pulled her tits apart and shoved them together again, making a canvas for him to paint in his warm white seed.
"Cum all over me, Roy! Give me that hot load of spunk all over my tits!"
As Roy gripped his cock, he aimed it towards Lucy's left breast. He only had to pump his hand up and down a few times, and then the first spurt of cum fired out of his rod.
"FUCK!! OHHHHHH FUCK!!"
Groaning and screaming, he watched the first wad of his cum splatter across her left nipple. Rope after rope of cum went flying out of his cock, drenching her boobs and flying towards her neck. Lucy closed her eyes and gasped, almost as if she were expecting his cum to accidentally reach her face.
"Oh god, Lucy! Oh my god!!"
He panted, swallowing his breath as he cried her name aloud. Strings of cum splattered across her right boob, with a few drops making it up to her neck. He was proud to give her a proper pearl necklace to go with her tits covered in cum. Lucy opened her eyes and gazed up at him as she saw the fatigued expression across his face. She curved her lips into an innocent smile, as if she were quietly saying, 'look what I made you do'. Exhausted and out of breath, Roy squeezed his cock to get the final drops out. They fell onto her left boob, trickling down.
"Well, that was worth the wait. You managed to give me quite the load, didn't you?"
"Yeah, I sure did."
Lucy began giggling as Roy climbed off her stomach. He was still out of breath, climbing off the bed. When he turned to look towards her, Lucy had gotten up from the bed, joining him.
"I think we should both get cleaned up before bed. You don't mind if I sleep in your room tonight, do you?"
"No, I'd love to fall asleep in your arms."
"As would I, dear."
Like the many times before they talked, Lucy had a way of soothing his concerns with the sound of her voice alone. Roy loved listening to her talk, especially with the choice words she used to him. As she walked towards the bathroom, he followed behind her. Lucy flicked the light switch and then turned around to grin at Roy.
"This is a lot of spunk to wash off my boobs."
She planted her hands on her hips, smirking as she gave him a modeling pose. Roy grinned back at her.
"Yeah, I made quite a big mess, huh?"
Without a spoken reply, Lucy turned her back to him. The walls of the bathroom were a light gray color, almost matching the bedroom. White tiles covered the floor, leading to a sink and toilet on the left side. To the right side was a large glass wall, leading into a shower with marble walls and two chrome faucet knobs. Over to the right side wall was a small shelf that held a wash rag, soap, and a shampoo bottle. Lucy slid the door open, knowing he was following right behind her.
"I hope you like your showers warm, cause I make sure to use a lot of hot water."
"That's the way I always take a shower."
With a soft giggle, Lucy slid the glass door shut. Roy could see their reflections casting off to the side as she played with the faucets. Water began to spray from the showerhead above, raining down an icy cold feeling on his chest. He immediately jumped a few steps back as Lucy adjusted the knobs and the temperature of the water increased, occasionally raising her right hand to feel the water drops.
"I know your flight is likely to be in the morning, so don't worry. I'll make sure we don't spend all night in here. I'll have you up and ready to leave tomorrow morning."
The flight was the last thing on his mind, so it was a good thing Lucy reminded Roy of it. She turned around to face him and stepped closer, waiting for the warm water to rain down into her hair. Roy grabbed the washcloth from the shelf and held it up to wet it. Lucy snatched the rag from him, slowly grinning. He expected her to say something, but she remained quiet as the sound of the water spraying was the only thing louder than the sound of their breathing. Lucy placed the rag back on the shelf and turned around. The water poured down from the showerhead and flooded her breasts, washing all the cum away. Roy was still standing behind her as he slid his hands around her waist, pulling her closer. Lucy moaned to him as she shut her eyes and felt the water spraying down over her famous tits.
His hands slid up her wet stomach as he felt her. Roy wanted to hold her as his breath puffed down the side of her neck. Lucy moved her hands over his and guided him to her breasts. He squeezed them hard, causing her to moan again. Her long hair had become wet, darkening in color while a layer of fog began to form around the glass surfaces of the door. She turned around to face him. When Lucy threw her arms around his neck, Roy knew it was time to kiss this wonderful goddess again. He closed his eyes as his lips brushed against hers. The water continued to fall as they kissed tenderly. Being here with her was enough to put Roy in a different state of mind. It was like an alternate stratosphere where he forgot about any stress he had in life and the responsibilities that came with work and life. If only this night could last forever.
As they continued kissing, Roy felt his cock hardening again. He was fatigued from all the back and forth fucking they did earlier, but he could not resist her. The kiss broke, and he opened his eyes to see her angelic face clouded in steamy mist. Every glass surface in the bathroom contained a layer of fog that blurred any sight. Lucy gazed down to see his cock. As Roy took a step back, she wrapped her right hand fingers around it. Any previous thought of washing up before bed was now lost as she jerked his rod up and down. Her hand glided across his slick pole with ease, all thanks to the hot water. No words were needed between them. When Lucy saw the look in his eye, she kissed him again while pressing her big tits up against his chest. This kiss was short, as she pulled away and then faced the door of the shower. Roy watched her press her hands against the glass surface and spread her legs out for him.
He knew what she wanted. The water sprayed across his face from the left side as he moved behind her and gripped his cock. Lucy was whimpering, desperate to feel his throbbing rod inside her one last time. Roy pressed his hands over her ass cheeks, squeezing them before sliding his slick fingers up her thick curves. After the slight touch, he gripped his cock with his right hand and guided it between her folds. Lucy rewarded him by cooing soft cries of pleasure. She closed her eyes and kept her head raised, still pressing her palms against the glass surface of the shower door. Roy began to thrust slowly, causing the spraying water to now trickle onto his chest and down her back. He did not care about the direction of the showerhead. It was only a slight nuisance he could ignore as he felt the warmth of her pussy wrapped around his cock.
"Right here... I don't wanna move, Roy... Let's do it one last time, right here..."
Lucy's voice was so low, she was almost whispering to him. When he moved his free hand back to her hip, Lucy pouted.
"I don't wanna have to beg for this. I need you to give it to me one last time. Come on, you can do that for me, I know you can."
As he began to thrust harder and faster, her breasts smashed up against the glass door, leaving another imprint like the shape of her hand pressed against it.
"Ohhhh! Ohhhhh, yes! Harder, Roy! Harder!!"
Her eyes remained closed as she turned her head to the side and began sliding her hands up and down the glass door. Roy panted and groaned as he was now bucking his hips hard and fast, driving his cock in and out of her pussy. The water continued to trickle down on them as he felt droplets streaming down from his short hair. He concentrated on pounding her pussy, but not going too fast.
"Ohhhh yeah! Mmmmm, mmmmmmmm!!"
The louder Lucy moaned, the more desperate her voice sounded. The heavy breathing and faint moans she made continued as he was still pumping his cock inside her. He noticed her right hand sliding all over the glass door, wiping away all the fog. Roy decided to put his hand over hers and lace their fingers together, as if they were lifelong lovers. Despite having an orgasm earlier in the bedroom, Roy was beginning to feel another one coming along. He was going to be so exhausted by the time he finally crashed in bed, but all of this was worth it.
"Cum with me, Roy! Cum inside me, I want to feel this with you."
Closing his eyes, Roy squeezed her hand tightly as he felt his second orgasm already coming on. This had been a short amount of time inside her, but he could not hold back any longer. Her inner walls tightened around his cock, and together they shared this heavenly feeling of a climax. Through the feeling, Roy found himself wishing again that this night could last forever with her. As he stepped back and slipped his cock from her pussy, he took a deep breath and cried aloud.
"Oh my god... Lucy... Lucyyyyyy!!"
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1 DAY LATER
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! The sound of a digital alarm clock going off was enough to awaken Roy from a deep slumber. He had fallen asleep on his side, only to discover the blankets pulled back where someone else had been resting next to him. Upon waking up to the blaring noise, he had to gather his thoughts. Lucy was nowhere to be found, but one side of the bed had the blankets pulled back and folded to show someone had left early in the morning. The alarm clock read 6:00 AM, and underneath it was a fancy white card with a heart drawn in black ink. Roy scratched his head as he pressed the snooze button on the clock. He let out a sigh, since the loud sound had startled him. A few minutes were needed to gather his thoughts to begin the day. He remembered every detail of last night, still fresh in his mind. After the shower, they spent the rest of the night snuggling in each other's arms, ready to fall asleep.
He wished it could have lasted forever. Lucy was like a goddess who brought him to a heavenly dimension. As he thought of her, he remembered that his flight was scheduled to leave at eight. That left him a two-hour window to prepare and leave the hotel. It must have been Lucy who brought the alarm clock into his suite and placed it on the nightstand. He grabbed the card sitting next to it, noticing the large heart that was drawn in black ink. When he unfolded the fancy paper, a blue sticky note fell out with a number written on it. Roy leaned down to retrieve the number and quickly realized it belonged to a cellphone. She must have been hopeful that he would be returning to England in the future. When he unfolded the card, it was revealed to be a handwritten note from Lucy. Her writing was all in pretty curls of calligraphy style from a black ink pen. She left the imprint of her lipstick in a kiss over her signature at the bottom as a final gift. Something to remember.
"My Dear Elroy,
Thank you for the romantic evening last night. I haven't had this in a while. In fact, I honestly felt some chemistry between us. I'm extremely grateful that we've met, your sweet words and character, along with the AMAZING sex we've had, are something that I will cherish. I'm saddened at the fact that you are leaving soon from the U.K., but should you find yourself back, which I hope you do, please don't hesitate to text or call me.
Kisses,
Lucy P."TO BE CONTINUED
Topic: Something to Remember Pt. 1 (Lucy Pinder) (Read 105271 times)