Aurora chapter 2: Missing him [F]

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It was hot in the hotel room this evening. Aurora lay naked on the duvet and writhed, she could not sleep. The air outside stood still. She did not even notice that the window was open and the curtains were drawn to let in as much air as possible. It was warmer outside than inside this May night in Oslo.

She got out of bed and stood in front of the open window. The whole wall consisted of glass from floor to ceiling. The two middle window elements could be opened onto a small balcony with glass railings. She liked to stand like that and just look out into the night while she let her mind wander. The phone call she had with Nico earlier tonight was still fresh in her mind.

Nico yes, she was lucky to have hijacked this wonderful man, that he was just hers. She missed him, looking forward to being home in his arms again. Three days was too long to be apart, and she still had two left. Had it not been for the fact that they had phone sex every night, it would have been unbearable.

Aurora had had an above average strong sexual drive for as long as she could remember. No one she had met had managed to tame her antics. Not until she met Nico.

Oh, Nico, how she missed him. He was not very experienced when she met him, but he had a primordial power, and an adventurous spirit unlike any other she had met. Together they had explored every nook and cranny of each other’s sexuality. He knew what triggered her, what buttons to press, and what needs she had at all times. She did the same with him. They were soulmates. Now she just had to finish this seminar, then she could finally go home to him. Only two days left.

Standing like that and thinking about Nico did not make her any less horny, and at least it did not help her to sleep. She knew she was wet, without even needing to check, she felt a hot drop move slowly down the inside of her thigh. “Oh Nico, why are you not here when I need you?” she almost moaned.

In the distance she saw the landing lights on a 737 coming on. She saw her reflection in the open window. The strutting breasts could have belonged to a nineteen-year-old, the tight stomach and the bouncy ass were the result of two hours in the rowing machine daily. She knew that men were looking for her when she passed them on the street. She liked the attention, but she was faithful to Nico, she was only his – mostly.

In her mirror image, she saw her left hand lightly stroke her left breast. The right one found the way down to the crotch. She took a good hold of her breast and began to massage it, while she stuck her middle finger into her soaking wet pussy. She enjoyed the thought of someone seeing her from one of the dark hotel rooms on the other side. She moaned softly, trying to be quiet. She leaned her shoulder against the window sill, and closed her eyes. Let the pleasure grip every fiber of the body. She felt hot and flushed, her breathing faster and deeper. It became more difficult to stand upright as she approached the cessation of pleasure.

Aurora had to force herself to stand as the first wave hit her in the diaphragm, rolling through every limb of her body. As it ebbed out, the next wave came, this one even stronger. Then another. Afterwards she sank down in a sitting position, with her back to the window sill.

When she had sat like that for a while and gathered enough strength to go back to bed, she lay down on the duvet and fell asleep momentarily.

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