I stood in the mirror, adjusting the pleated miniskirt of my high school uniform. The polo shirt was snug, the school logo emblazoned across my perky B-cups. My long black hair was tied up in a ponytail, and I couldn't help but smile at the reflection. The uniform was a surprise from Daniel, an old friend—or was it more?—from my hometown. We had always had a tension between us, a spark that never quite ignited until tonight.
The high school reunion had been a whirlwind of nostalgia and stolen glances. Daniel had been all over me, his hands finding excuses to brush against my ass, his breath hot on my neck as we posed for group pictures. I had pushed him away, but only half-heartedly. There was something thrilling about the chase, the tension that had built up over the years.
And now, here I was, in his hotel room, wearing the uniform he had brought just for me. "Elena, you look awesome," he said, his voice husky with desire. "As good as ever, only better."
I turned to face him, modeling the outfit. "I love your surprise," I said, my voice teasing. "You remember going under the stairs to see my panties?"
Daniel's eyes darkened with lust. "This sheer thong looks better than your white panties," he growled, pulling me towards him.
I pushed him onto the bed, straddling his chest with my feet on either side of his head. "Like this?" I asked, my voice breathless with anticipation.
He didn't answer with words. Instead, his mouth found my pussy, his tongue expertly flicking against my clit. I moaned, grinding against his face as he brought me to the first of many orgasms. The tension between us had been building for years, and now it was finally being released in a flood of pleasure.
When I could take no more, I slid down his body, my hands finding the waistband of his pants. "Your turn," I whispered, freeing his hard cock. He was thick and long, and I couldn't wait to feel him inside me.
Daniel flipped me onto my back, his body covering mine. "I've waited too long for this," he growled, his cock pressing against my entrance. "I'm not going to last."
I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him closer. "Then don't," I whispered, my voice breathless with desire. "Fuck me, Daniel. Fuck me like you've always wanted to."
He didn't need to be told twice. With a powerful thrust, he was inside me, filling me completely. I cried out, my nails digging into his back as he set a relentless pace. The bed rocked beneath us, the sound of our bodies slapping together filling the room.
"Fuck, Elena," he groaned, his cock swelling inside me. "You feel so good."
I could feel my own orgasm building, the tension coiling tighter and tighter in my belly. "Don't stop," I begged, my voice a desperate whimper. "I'm close. I'm so close."
With a final, powerful thrust, Daniel sent us both over the edge. I cried out, my pussy clenching around his cock as wave after wave of pleasure washed over me. He groaned, his cock pulsing inside me as he came, filling me with his hot cum.
We lay there for a moment, our bodies entwined, our breath coming in ragged gasps. "That was..." I began, but Daniel cut me off with a kiss.
"That was just the beginning," he said, his voice a promise. "I've got years of tension to work through, and I plan on taking my time with you."
I smiled, my body already humming with anticipation. "I look forward to it," I said, my voice a sultry purr. "But for now, how about we order some room service? I worked up quite an appetite."
Daniel laughed, rolling off me and pulling me close. "Deal," he said, his voice warm with affection. "But only if you promise to wear the uniform again tomorrow."
I grinned, my body already aching with the promise of more. "Only if you promise to make me come again," I said, my voice a teasing whisper.
And with that, we sealed our deal with a kiss, the beginning of a night that would be the first of many to come.