I come into the bedroom. It's very dim with only sputtering candles for light. Your back is to me as you slide a Moody Blues CD into the player. 'Nights In White Satin' is starting to play. Justin Hayward is writing letters he'll never send. You are wearing a silky, loose-flowing long gown. It is just slightly see-through with accents of fine lace. The candlelight makes it shimmer as it softly moves with you. Your panties are barely visible through the silk. I am wearing a business suit, power tie and all, just home from a boring meeting. I come up to you from behind and circle my arms around your waist and you lean back into me. I nuzzle your neck under your soft hair. You've just come from the shower and your hair is freshly washed, dried and brushed. It feels so soft and light against my cheeks and smells so nice. Your skin smells of soap and the various lotions and potions that women use to entice and enchant. They are working well. There is just a hint of fine perfume. With light kisses and soft caresses my lips and cheek grace the back of your neck. I work toward your ear with little kisses on your lobe and soft hot breath behind your ear. A shiver runs down your body. Your perfume is light enough for your musk to come through. I love your smell. I brush your hair to the other side and move to give your other ear my tender attentions.
Gently caressing your waist, my hands work their way up and down your sides. I slowly come up under your breasts and cup just the lower part, lifting slightly. They are full and warm. My lips are working their way to your cheek, still softly kissing and lightly licking. My breath is making your cheek cool with the moisture. My hands come higher to your nipples, lightly touching them through the silky fabric of your gown. My fingers draw small circles around them as they get hard. You turn your head to bring your lips closer to mine. Our lips lightly come together. Your lips are warm, moist, with the tangy taste of mint. You have just a touch of lipstick. You let your tongue lightly touch my lips. My tongue comes out to meet yours. The haunting rhythms of 'Steppin' in a Slide Zone' fill the room.
My pelvis is against your butt. I'm getting hard and you can feel me pressing against you; you press back. Your hands have come around behind my head and pull me in to kiss deeper. I press harder against your ass, rubbing against the fabric of your gown and panties. I can smell your juices starting to flow. The pheromones are entering my mind telling me how turned on you are and ready to make love.
I pinch your nipples. Not too hard, just right. I rub them with the silk and they get even harder. I slide my hands through the opening of the gown and touch your breasts. They're warm and soft. I feel your heart beating as I squeeze them. I pinch harder and they become even more erect. A soft moan mixes with the music. You're really pressing back into my groin now, slowly gyrating side to side making me so hard that I can't take much more. I turn you around and we kiss, long and deep. You slide your thigh between my legs and up against my crotch. As we embrace, you rub my growing cock with your leg. My tongue explores your mouth and dances with yours. You taste wonderful. I let you push my tongue back and you explore my mouth. I suck your soft tongue and touch it lightly with my teeth. I open my eyes and you are watching me. We smile together. Ray Thomas is singing 'For My Lady' on the CD now.