I stand quietly at the door. You are sitting on a chair facing away from me, watching yourself in the mirror as you brush your hair. You are wearing your red silk dressing gown, and as is your habit there is nothing underneath.
I step lightly as I cross the room and stand behind you. I smile as your eyes meet mine in the mirror. You don't know what I have planned yet, but your eyes are giving me permission to begin.
Lightly, I stroke the hair away from the back of your neck. I bend down, and kiss you at the base of your neck directly beneath your ears. Slowly I create a trail of kisses, one, two then three upwards, with the final one touching the bottom of your ear. I breathe slowly, my breathe brushing across your ear making you shiver in anticipation. You gasp as I then nibble the top of your ear, before placing my mouth over it and for a mere second sticking my tongue inside.
I know your triggers well, and I know I now have you completely at my mercy. I walk around until I stand in front of you, and you can clearly see the bulge within my pants, straining to be free of its shackles.
I bend down and kiss you passionately, slowly, as my hands find their way to the ties of your gown. I pull back and you watch my eyes full with wonder as I part your gown and feast on the sight that is revealed to me.
I kiss first one then the other of your shoulders, alternating as I make a trail down to the v of your neck. My hands lightly stroke up the sides of your body as my kisses continue downwards, until I find myself kissing the soft spot between your breasts. One of my hands finds it's way to your breast while my mouth descends upon the other, and you gasp at the first feeling of my tongue flickering over your nipple. I pinch the one as I enclose the other with my lips, and begin to twirl it round with my tongue.
My hands now begin to tease you, and as I kiss my way down to your belly-button my hands begin to lightly stroke your inner thighs, always stopping just as they reach the area where the heat from your desire drives it back.. You begin moving your hips and trying to force me to touch you, but my hands always stay elusively out of reach as my mouth reaches your belly-button and my tongue flicks inside.
This is almost too much for you, and you whimper as my mouth begins it's final journey down to the destination of ultimate pleasure. You begin to tense up in anticipation, and your hands grab my hair and you vainly try to push me down faster.