She opens the box to find a black thong on top. Under it black silk stockings and a matching garter. Under which she finds a sheer black bra and a gorgeous emerald green evening gown. The gown is very sexy and trimmed with black topaz stones - it must have cost a fortune - and she can hardly wait to slip it on. Under the gown is yet another package. She opens it up and finds a short string of shiny black gems. There are 5 beads in total - about one inch in diameter each, and much too short to go around her neck. Under them is another note, which reads "place these where no on can see them"... And yet another package under that. She opens it to find a black silk necklace with a huge diamond on the front of it and a weird clasp in the back. The final note says: "This will look beautiful on your neck. Meet me at the hotel bar in one hour."
She is totally excited to meet him and quickly gets in the shower to clean up from the long flight. She finds the shower very relaxing and can hardly wait to dress up in the wonderful outfit he has provided for her. She is wild with anticipation as to what he looks like, and what it in store for the evening.
As she is getting out of the shower and putting on her makeup a knock comes on the door.
She answers it to find a servant with a single large glass of champagne. She looks at the clock and notices she spent way too much time in the shower. She must get dressed. She guesses where the beads should go and adorns herself with the rest of the outfit he has provided her. She decides she has no time to mess with her hair - she blow dries it and pins it up. She finishes dressing and looking into the mirror. She thinks how wonderful she looks. She sprays a few spurts of her favorite perfume in just the right spots. She drinks the rest of the champagne, and makes her last minute preparations.
She grabs her purse, looks in the mirror once more. Satisfied that she looks spectacular and heads out the door. She heads to the elevator and through the hotel lobby. As she walks in the bar she notices it is very empty and quiet. Just a few people sitting at the bar. All couples, though. As she scans the rest of the bar she notices one table in the back with a single candle lit. The bartender as well as all the other men notice her walk in. He catches her attention and tells her that her friend had to step out for a minute. She can wait at the table in back with the candle on it. She thanks him and heads back to the table to wait. After what seems forever she notices a man walk in wearing a black tuxedo and carrying a single white rose - much like the ones she noticed on the dresser in her room. He is average height for an American with short reddish blonde hair. Although the tuxedo hides what is under it she can tell he must have a decent build by his broad shoulders and the way he carries himself. He is very clean cut, and she decides at once. Very handsome. As he walks to the table their eyes meet and she is entranced by them. She shyly looks away for a second and then back up, His eyes still very focused on hers.
"I am sorry I am late," he apologizes, "It is not like me at all." Before she can answer he says "We don't have time for a drink - we should get going." She quickly gets up and he extends his arm for her. They make their way out the hotel and into a cab. The mood is a little tense and he senses that - puts his hand on hers and describes with as little detail as possible what he has planned for the evening. They talk about her flight and all the fun of overseas travel. And before she knows it the cab is stopping.
He leads the way out and helps her out, reaching for her hand as she steps on the curb. He pays the cab driver and they walk in to an elegant restaurant. They are quickly seated at a quiet table right next to a cozy little fireplace. For this she is thankful. for such a fine restaurant, it seems a bit chilly. A waiter brings them a bottle of wine and two glasses. Pours them and leaves the bottle. They make a toast "To a wonderful night" and he gracefully grabs her hand and kisses her open palm. Sending shivers of a different type tingling through her. They talk some more and get to know each other. It seems they have endless things to talk about.
He asks her what she is going to have and asks if he may order for her. She is a little amazed at what a gentleman he is. At the same time she notices a casual comfort about him that he makes her feel relaxed. The salad and dinner are wonderful, they both agree. When they are finished they sit and relax a for a few sharing a wonderful dessert. After he pays the bill they head out of restaurant.
They walk along the street finding their way to a small little club they enter through a long hallway into a small room packed with people. The club is very dark and very packed with people. There is a small bar back in the corner more people keep cramming in behind them and he grabs her hand as not to lose each other. She is a bit uncomfortable and can hardly move with all the people around them. That doesn't bother her as much as the darkness of the club and the Pounding music that seems to be coming from all directions. A loud techno beat. It is so loud the floors are thumping to the beat and she can feel it through her feet. She knows even if they yelled, conversation would be impossible.
She starts to notice the rest of the crowd around them. Mostly young punk like kids. But really a surprising variety of people of different ages and races. The people are dressed in all types. lots of freaks and punks. Some dressed up some more casual. Some just outright ridiculous. She wishes they could be alone again in a quieter place. Yet she is somewhat curious about this place. The music grows louder as if that was possible. And then something starts to happen to the wall behind the small bar. Everyone in the place starts yelling and cheering and she is amazed as the wall behind the bar is moving, revealing behind it another, much larger club. As she gets a better look she sees it actually a huge club. As people start to move into the bar she feels relief almost as she can breathe again. She notices that people are also entering in from the opposite side of the larger bar where a tiny room like the one they were in also packed in hundreds of people.
He looks at her to see her reaction, giving her a smirk. He yells to her. "You really didn't think I would take you to a place like that all night did you?" As they enter the larger club she is amazed at how big it is, like one huge dance floor. A long bar is in the back of the large club and with tables and booths all around the edges of it. There is an area with a bunch of couches which she notices have already been occupied by people. More and more people are crowding in. She looks up and notices there is another floor. about half the size of the one they are in . It is still dark and hasn't opened up yet. He grabs both her hands. gazes into her and slowly leads her to the dance floor.
They work their way onto the crowded dance floor, instantly sinking into an ever growing crowd of people dancing. She feels the music louder than ever, pulsing under her feet. They start to dance looking deeply into each other's eyes. There are lights flashing everywhere - lights of all kinds, flashing, blinking, spinning. They dance - continue to dance - as he pulls her closer, still looking into her eyes.
She feels his hand wrap around her lower back and up to her shoulders. as he leans forward into her neck. their bodies bouncing in beat with the pounding of the music. The smell of her sweet perfume is intoxicating. He takes it in as sneaks a quick lick up her neck and to her left ear. A shock instantly surges up and down her body, followed by a quick chilling sensation.
They pull back apart as a new song starts and they dance faster and harder. almost like in a trance. Two girls who have been dancing behind him suddenly pull him between them as they start to move their hands all over his body, obviously turned on by his tuxedo and the way he moves, so great with the music. All this time his eyes never leave hers. He is oblivious to the two little vixens trying desperately to get his attention. He pushes them aside and returns to her. He has worked up a sweat and yells in her ear above the music. "Your turn," as he leaves her and heads for the bar.
She starts to follow him for a second, then decides not to. Something in the back of her head tells her to stay, and she is still in a trance like state she dances more to the rhythmic beat. She never loses sight of him as he heads to the bar.
He heads to the bar knowing she is wanting to follow. He wants her to follow, but is just as excited when she doesn't. He finds an open bar stool where he can see her from afar on the dance floor and notices she is still looking at him. He orders a glass of ice water and drinks it down quickly, so refreshing as it goes down, cooling his throat.
He looks back to the dance floor seeing that one of many eager sharks has closed in on her, dancing his best tribal like dance trying to get her attention. She still stares at him. thinking for a second how good that water would taste right now.
She feels a tall dark guy close in on her as she stares at her prince at the bar. Then it comes to her that he wants her to stare at him by the bar. He is testing her. Realizing this she looks to the tall man in front of her. She turns around and starts to grind her bottom into his thighs. Looking back, she smiles over her shoulder - knowing without a doubt that this tall stranger is more than happy to grind with her.
