I popped into the toilet to apply some more lipstick and make up. My stomach was doing cartwheels! I was full of adrenaline and excitement and could not wait to have that young cock to play with.
I walked through the Arrivals gate and spotted a man in a black suit holding a sign with my name on it. He took my baggage and formally introduced himself. He politely reminded me that Juan had insisted that my phone should be turned off until I was back at the airport tomorrow.
The chaffeur placed my bag in the boot and opened the back door for me. I had never been in such a huge car in my life. I suppose it would be called a stretch limo. Champagne and strawberries were there for me. I felt like royalty!
Maybe it was the glass of bubbly, maybe it was the red leather seats and blackened windows. Whatever it was I had an overwhelming desire to lift my skirt and play with my soaking pussy. Perhaps it was a good thing that the car came to a standstill outside the main doors of the hotel. The chaffeur opened the car door and offered his hand in assistance. He spoke quietly with a suited hotel employee and handed him my bag. The driver wished me well before leaving.
The hotel was the most luxurious place I'd witnessed in my life. What must Juan do to be able to afford a suite in this place? I was getting wetter with each floor we ascended in the lift. I prayed that Juan would be waiting beneath the sheets with his hard cock ready to plunge deep inside me.
The lift pinged and we walked over to the door. The valet knocked and a voice told us to enter. The valet placed down my bag and left with a smile.
My eyes scanned the huge room. Large sofas surrounded a lovely low table. A grand piano in the corner. A large tv screen, a drinks cabinet and... an open door leading to a balcony as far as I could see.
I walked over to the open french doors and there was my Spanish boy. He was wearing a light coloured linen suit with black shirt and sunglasses. He had a broad grin on his face and his teeth stood out like pearls against his dark skin. "I was watching you" he said. "Were you now?" I spoke trying not to allow a nervous quiver in my voice. "And?" I said. He replied "So this is what heaven must be like. You are a vision of beauty".
He kissed me lightly on the cheek. I wanted more. "Let me show you around" he said. "I have to work for a few hours before we go out for dinner." He saw my look of disappointment. "Don't worry princess. You need to relax. I have plans for you later and you will not be going to sleep tonight. You are going to experience things you've only ever dreamed of."