Charlotte slipped into her pale pink satin chemise and started to line the candles up around the bedroom on all the shelves and tops of the furniture. It seemed almost ritual, as she had done this for the past four years now. She sprayed the perfume into the air as the room began to warm in the soft flickering glow.
She then turned to the bed and eased all the creases out. Charlotte lingered over the hollow his head had made in the pillow the night before, before plumping it up. These little things are the most important she thought as she then sat down at her dressing table and took out her hair brush from the drawer and started to brush her long chestnut hair before tying it up with a pink satin ribbon.
It was then that Chris walked into the room carrying a bottle of wine and two glasses. He saw her sitting there and smiled as he breathed her in. He eased out the cork and poured her a glass of wine then one for himself as Charlotte stood up and wrapped her arms around his waist. He felt so warm and smelled of the stuffy office with a hint of gym. The heavy mixture always made her go weak at the knees, and he knew it.
She sipped the wine as he eased one of the straps over her shoulder and started to nibble at her shoulder. Charlotte placed the glass down turned to face him wrapping her arms around his neck so she could kiss him deeply so he could taste the wine on her lips and tongue.
This was too much for him as he felt her body against him, making him grow against her. He tugged at the buttons on his shirt and threw it to the floor before returning to her embrace where he took her into his arms and with passion and hunger kissed and teased her neck until she was limp in his strong arms and breathless.