My friends and I decided to book a few rooms at Mars Hotel , one of the best hotels to get away from the city. We were long overdue for a weekend of fun and relaxation so I just couldn’t wait to go.
Once we arrived at the check in desk , I could’ve sworn I saw a familiar face walk pass me …but I didn’t pay it any mind . So I got my luggage and the girls and I rushed to our rooms filled with excitement to see what was in store for us this weekend .
“The last one there pays for the first round of shots .“
After racing to our rooms , all of us now out of breath , we quickly got dressed for the pool . I slipped into my favorite black and red striped bikini and waited for the girls to get ready. Once everyone was all set , we were ready to go.
As my friend Lisa began to place an order for our first round of drinks , I had just realized my sunglasses were left in my room. “I’ll be right back ladies. “ I said before making my way back inside and onto the elevator .
*ding*
As the elevator closed I heard a shout from a distance .
“Hold the elevator please !”
I knew this voice …a little too well…but I just knew it couldn’t be him. To my surprise it was. My first sub…my sweet boy. I hadn’t seen him in almost 5 years and we had lost touch due to some complications that we rather left unsaid. Nonetheless , I was overjoyed to see him …and apparently my flower was too.
“Mistress?” He said, in a playful tone.
“Sebastian.”
God knows I had the urge to just stop the elevator and make up for the lost time, but I didn’t . I couldn’t . I hadn’t realized how much I missed him until today as he stood there before me , staring at me with his beautiful brown puppy eyes. I just wanted to devour him . Before I could even get a few words out , he had reached his floor .
“It was nice seeing you.” I said , as I leaned in for a hug .
“You too miss.”
For the remainder of my stay at the hotel I just couldn’t take my mind off of him . He was the sweetest. The way he’d stroke my hair, massage my back , kiss my neck. Oh he knew exactly how to treat his mistress. This is what fueled me to want to chase him but I believe it would’ve just complicated things. I couldn’t chase someone who didn’t really want to be chased . Nonetheless, before I left I made sure to leave a note for him at the front desk.
“You knew I was ready to chase , I saw it in your eyes
But I saw that you were hesitant, that’s no surprise
I will be right here if you change your mind
And want to return to me …and be mine“
It was up to him .
Would that time in the elevator really be our last goodbye?
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/jkrenb/hellogoodbye_fm