Meeting James – Chapter 5: James returns and changes his relationship with Melanie

True story: Meeting James – Chapter 5: James returns and changes his relationship with Melanie

by melanieatplay

I excitedly waited for my classmates to walk down the steps of the large amphitheater style auditorium and file out the door. It was 11:00 a.m. on Friday, my last class of the day, and I was felt so anxious I couldn’t stand myself. James was in town and we would be spending our first full weekend together. His flight landed at eight this morning and I wanted to skip my economics and finance classes so I could meet him at McCarran, but James would have none of it. Unfortunately, he had asked for my schedule and knew when my classes were and wouldn’t let me skip class to meet him. I loved how he took an interest in everything I did, even from 300 miles away, but this was one of the times that I wish he wasn’t quite so involved in my academic life.

My finance professor smiled at me as I walked by his desk and I smiled back brightly and wished him a good weekend. He was a sweet old man who was quite talented at nonchalantly checking me out, much more so than some of my other professors who looked at me like I was on the menu.

I was almost giddy with excitement as I walked towards the parking lot. I had packed my weekend garment bag and had it waiting in the Land Rover. I found it so difficult to concentrate in my classes. Thank God the professors only lectured today and I didn’t have to take a quiz or test where I really would have had to be focused. I had waited a whole month to see James and even though I did a pretty good job of keeping my romantic feelings for him in check, I really did miss him and I couldn’t wait to see him.

I had just reached the parking lot when my phone vibrated in the back pocket of my short jean skirt. I retrieved it and looked at the caller ID. I smiled when I saw it was Gianna.

“Hi pretty girl,” I said, “How did your test go?”

“I think I did really well, despite someone keeping me up late last night,” she said, sexily.

I smiled to myself. Gianna had been spending about three nights a week at my apartment since I had met her three weeks ago. I had tried to let her study as much as I could for her test last night, but I had to admit that I found it extremely difficult to keep my hands off of her when we were together.

“I’m so glad that you did well, despite my constant distractions,” I said, laughing. I could hear her giggling on the other end.

“How did your classes go Mel?” She asked.

“Both of them went good,” I said, “the professors mostly lectured, but they make it really interesting and I love the subject matter.”

I didn’t want to tell her that I was finding it difficult to concentrate because I was thinking about James coming into town. We were getting more serious and our significant others were a touchy subject at times. She was spending a lot of time with me and her boyfriend still didn’t know about me, or the fact that she was bi-sexual.

“Are you heading to the Bellagio now?” She asked.

“Yeah, I just got to my car when you called.”

“I will let you go then,” she said quietly.

I could hear the longing in her voice and it made me feel bad. At the last minute her boyfriend had to go out of town to see his family in Utah and Gianna couldn’t go with him because she had to work Saturday night. With her boyfriend gone, we would have been able to spend a lot of the weekend together, but because this was my weekend with James, we couldn’t. It was unfortunate how things happened to work out.

“We’ll have other weekends together, I promise,” I said regretfully, trying to ease the pain that I could hear in her voice.

“Mel, really, it’s fine. I want you to have a great weekend and don’t worry about me ok.”

“When you’re not working, just hang out at my place and study and relax,” I said.

I had given her keys to my apartment the night before so she stay there and get away from the noise and bustle of her roommates. I hadn’t thought about it at the time, but I realized that giving her a key to my apartment was a big step for us. It wasn’t like we were moving in together, but still; it made me realize just how close we were getting.

“I will,” she said.

There were a few seconds of silence before I heard her speak again.

“I know it’s asking a lot, but would you text me a few times and let me know you are ok.”

“Gianna, I’ll be fine. But yes, I will,” I said softly.

“You can text me too so I know you are staying out of trouble,” I said jokingly, trying to lighten the mood.

“I will Mel,” she said softly, “I’ll talk to you soon.”

It felt like there was something else she wanted to say, but maybe I was wrong.

“Talk to you soon honey, bye bye.”

I slid into the leather seat of the Land Rover and paused for a few seconds before I turned the engine over. Things with Gianna were becoming complicated, more complicated than I ever would have imaged. What I thought would be a fun night of sex seemed to be turning into a lot more. I had been hooking up with a lot of different girls since I had moved to Las Vegas. But since I had met Gianna, I had only been with her. She had told me several times that I was the only woman that she was seeing, so I guess that made us exclusive.

I took a deep breath and put her out of my mind. For the next couple of days, it was going to be about James, and once he was back in Los Angles on Monday, I could try to mentally sort things out concerning Gianna and the feelings I was developing for her.

It was a quick drive from the UNLV campus to the Bellagio. Because it was the middle of the day, traffic was light, even on the normally congested Las Vegas Strip. I had the sun roof open and the sun felt warm and inviting on my face as I enjoyed the beautiful spring day. As I pulled into the valet station I could feel the butterflies in my stomach start to churn. I shouldn’t be nervous, but I was.

The valet attendant checked the Land Rover in and took my bag to the bell captain station and directed me to the front desk.

The front desk attendant smiled sweetly at me, “Welcome to the Bellagio, are you checking in?”

“I’m a guest of Mr. James Moretti,” I replied shyly, as I slid my driver’s license to her over the counter.

She typed on the keyboard for a few seconds then said, “You’re in the Penthouse Suite on the 36th floor. I’ll have your bag brought up to your room directly,” as she slid my driver’s license back to me along with a keycard.

“I hope you enjoy your stay with us Ma’am.”

I smiled brightly at her. It struck me funny being called Ma’am considering we were probably about the same age.

I took the elevator up to the 36th floor and found the room. I used the keycard to open the door and walked into the entry way. I instantly noticed the opulent marble floor and the beautiful Victorian décor. I walked into the living room and on the table were a dozen long stem red roses. I opened the card which read:

“These Roses are almost as beautiful as you, J.”

I smiled as I read the card. He thinks of everything I thought.

I kicked off my sandals and walked into the master bedroom as I explored the large suite. There was a large, four post king size bed in the middle of the room and I smiled to myself thinking that the bed was probably going to see a lot of action this weekend. Right off the master bedroom was his and her bathrooms. I loved the decadent décor of the suite, it was a truly beautiful room and I could see why James chose to stay here.

I was just about to open the door to what I thought had to be the walk-in closet when I heard a knock on the front door. It must be the bell captain I thought, bringing up my bag.

I opened the door and two men were standing there. One was the bell captain with my large bag and the other was James standing behind him. He smiled brightly when he saw me open the door.

I stood aside as both of them walked through the door and James quickly pulled a hundred dollar bill out of his pocket to tip the bell captain and he quickly scurried away giving us some much needed privacy.

I squealed as I ran into his arms and hugged him. I felt him wrap his arms around me as we kissed passionately.

I was so excited to see him I could barely speak.

“I thought you said you had a lunch meeting?” I said excitedly. “I never thought you’d be here so early, but I’m so happy to see you.”

“I cut the meeting short,” he said between kisses. “There is this beautiful blonde that I’ve been waiting a month to see.”

As he pulled me to him I could feel the growing bulge in his suit pants press against my stomach. As we kissed I reach down and gently rubbed his fat cock through his pants.

“You don’t seem to be the only one who’s happy to see me,” I said sexily.

As we kissed he quickly moved me to the master bedroom. Between kisses we fumbled with each other’s clothes, trying to remove them as quickly as possible. In a few seconds he had my T-shirt off and my bra on the floor. I worked on his tie and dress shirt as he unbuttoned my jean skirt as I felt it slip down my thighs and off onto the floor as I stepped out of them. I felt him slide my thong down my legs as I got his belt and pants undone. As we passionately kissed, he kicked off his socks and I reached down, continuing to rub him through his boxer’s. There was a big wet spot soaking through them as his pre-cum leaked out of his cock. He really was happy to see me I thought. It made me wonder if the last time he had sex was last month when we were together.

The thought quickly left my mind as he roughly pushed me back onto the bed. He quickly removed his boxers and his big, thick cock sprang free. I opened my legs wide for him as he quickly dived between them, his mouth instantly latching onto my wet sex as I felt his tongue slip inside of me.

My head rolled back on the pillow and I moaned as his tongue licked the walls of my vagina. It felt like lightning bolts were shooting through my body as he swirled his tongue over my clit. I gently ran my hands through his salt and pepper hair spurring him on. God, he had such a talented mouth I thought.

He moved his head back away from me as I felt him insert two fingers into my pussy and arch them upward causing me to instantly gasp and cry out. His tongue instantly found my clit as he licked over the hard little bud.