The rest of the day Caroline spent answering Albert's questions. Peter asked her for some talking points because he was going to have to sit in on Albert's meeting the next day. Caroline answered Albert's questions and put together the information for Peter -- but was distracted by the gift box hidden under her desk.
At seven-thirty, she entered Washington Park near the downtown Hilton. It was mild for an October day, thank goodness. The boots he had given her fit perfectly. They had stiletto heels that she had to grow used to walking in, but they snugly laced all the way over her calf and kept her legs warm. She looked down at her feet and thought about how sexy the boots were. The rest of the outfit was just as sexy, but not nearly as warm. He'd included a knee-length brown leather coat that she held tightly against her body as she walked along a pond. She meandered, wondering when he would show himself. As she walked, she could feel what she wore under her new leather overcoat and was amazed to realize that she was slowly getting aroused.
At a pedestrian tunnel that passed under one of the park's main roads, she saw him. He was silhouetted in the fading light at the other end. He wore a long coat that fluttered in the wind. They slowly approached each other.
At the center of the tunnel, they stopped. He wore a dark turtleneck and jeans. His coat hung open and she could see his body, his chest moving slowly as he breathed.
"You are beautiful," he said, and then kissed her softly on her trembling lips. She realized it was the first time their lips had touched.
"Who are..." she started but didn't get to the whole question.
The passion erupted as he wrapped his arms around her. They kissed each other in silence— Caroline couldn't tell how long. He slid his hand under coat and felt the bare flesh of her stomach. He pulled back and hinted at a smile.
"Thank you," he whispered.
He backed her against the wall of the tunnel and opened her coat. The stockings she wore clung to her thighs and he started by caressing them softly with his fingertips. She could feel herself getting hot— no easy task in the cool air. He pulled her coat off her shoulders and admired her body. The jacket, boots and stockings were all that were included in the box. He smiled, "You are beautiful," he repeated. Looking her squarely in the eyes.
He kissed her neck, then her shoulders. The traffic overhead made the only sounds. He held her breasts in his hands and kissed them over and over. Her body tingled. She rubbed her bare body against the stone tunnel wall. He knelt and kissed her stomach, then her hips. His lips traveled to her pubic hair -- where he began to kiss more deeply.
His tongue slid from his lips and split her open. She was already wet when his tongue disappeared inside her.
He licked and kissed her. One hand held her breasts and another went up and behind her, between her legs. As his tongue penetrated her, his fingers explored her cheeks... then the crack where they met... and then the hole back there... "Oh my god," she moaned. No one had ever touched her there before.
Caroline began to come. She lifted a leg over his shoulder. He pressed his face deeper into her. The bridge of his nose ground against her clitoris as his tongue danced inside her. She grabbed his head, shoving it harder and harder into her. She could barely stand. She felt faint as the orgasm finally passed.
He licked his way up her body, finally ending with a kiss on her lips. Closing her coat, he said, "I'll see you later tonight."
He dropped something into her coat pocket and walked away.
Caroline was still breathing hard, still reeling from her orgasm. She blinked to try to focus. The man was gone. She walked out of the tunnel. Under a streetlight, she pulled the key that he had dropped into her pocket. It was for a room in the Hilton.
A half hour later, she exited the Hilton elevator at the top floor. She had needed the key to access the floor. She found the room -- double doors -- and knocked. No one answered. She let herself in with the key.
The suite was magnificent. She walked through the rooms, touching the overstuffed furniture with their soft fabrics. A bottle of champagne was chilling on ice. Caroline helped herself to a glass and stood in front of the window, staring out at the night. Washington Park loomed in the darkness below her. Sparkling lights framed it on all sides. Somewhere in the darkness was the tunnel where she had been eaten to full ecstasy. She sipped champagne and unbuttoned her coat. It fell open, exposing her breasts and the rest of her body to the darkness outside.
After her second glass, she wondered when he would arrive. She walked into the bedroom, keeping it dark. The lights in the living room spilled in and that was enough. She draped her leather coat on a side chair and lowered herself on top of the bed. She looked down at her body. The boots and the stockings made her legs seem so long and gorgeous. She caressed the silk stockings and leaned back, burying her light head in the pillows.
The champagne made her fly. Her hands traveled over her breasts and into her pubic hair. She pinched her nipples and pressed down on her clitoris. The beautiful room spun around her while she touched herself. She came quietly in the bed.
Depleted, fully sated, she dozed off on top of the covers.
Caroline didn't hear a door open, but woke up knowing she wasn't alone. She began to stir, but was silenced by a quiet, "Shhh."
A mouth kissed her inner thighs and then licked her deeply between her legs.
Caroline spread her legs to welcome the mouth. Fingers massaged her clitoris and the tongue deftly licked her. Caroline began moaning and lifted her legs to wrap around her lover's back. With her legs in the air, her lover's fingers grabbed her ass and pushed on the hole they found there. Caroline thought she would explode.
The mouth left began traveling up her belly and ribs, dragging its tongue along the way. When it stopped to suck on her nipples, Caroline felt the warm body pressed against hers. Still tingling and near orgasm, she only distantly realized the warm body leaning into hers was naked. Then she realized it was soft and when she touched it, she knew it was another woman.
Caroline opened her eyes to find a young blond woman sucking on her breasts. The woman's thigh was wedged between Caroline's legs, rubbing against her. The woman was completely naked, her large breasts brushed against Caroline's stomach. The woman looked up at Caroline and smiled. She kissed her way to Caroline's ear and slid her tongue into it. Caroline squealed.
"Turn over," she told Caroline.
Caroline complied. The woman began to kiss her shoulders, then the small of her back, then her ass. She pushed a pillow under Caroline's waist. The woman lay on top of her. Caroline had never felt another woman's naked body before. The woman worked her hands under Caroline and massaged her breasts while kissing the nape of Caroline's neck. Caroline could feel the woman rubbing her pubic bone against her ass. The woman then dragged her fingernails down the Caroline's back and followed her fingernails with a series of wet kisses.
The fingernails found her ass and the woman's mouth kept after them. With Caroline's ass perched in the air, the woman kissed her between her cheeks. Her tongue found the hole back there and she licked it and licked it until Caroline could hardly stand it any longer. The woman's fingers fondled Caroline between her legs and began to massage her clitoris. The woman's tongue then entered her from behind.
