We are alone, in private. We have just arrived back from a wonderful, romantic dinner. Closing the door, I tell you to just stand in the middle of the room and close your eyes.
You wait as I take out a blindfold and place it over your eyes. "Just enjoy," I say.
My fingers caress, oh so softly, your face, your cheeks, your neck, lightly sliding down to where I can undo your top. I let it slide down your arms and off onto the floor. I kick it out of the way.
My fingers trace over your shoulders as I walk around you, behind you. I undo your bra and that too slides down your arms.
Now I take your hands and pull them behind you, gently, and tie them there so that you cannot interfere. I walk back around you, my fingers lightly running over your skin. I feel the softness at the top of your breasts, and then my fingers gently trail down (missing your nipples), down over your stomach, to your hips.
Your skirt is next, sliding down your legs to the floor, where it too is quietly kicked to the side. Your slip follows, then your panties. I am careful not to touch your pussy, just your hips as I do this.
You can feel my nearness, my breath on your legs, and knows that I can smell your arousal. I stand back up and take up a soft piece of silk. I let it play so softly over your face and neck, wrapping it around your head and slowly dragging it lower and lower. I want to awaken every nerve in your body. I let it flow over your nipples, finally touching them for the first time. As the silk falls around your hips, I let it tighten a bit, then down around your legs. I spread them a bit, exposing your dampness.
Then I take one of your feet and begin to massage it, touching harder for the first time. As you are concentrating on that, my tongue starts to lick your leg. I work my way back up yet again, but this time my tongue leads the way and my hands follow, massaging you. When I reach your head, I kiss and lick all around it (not your mouth, not yet, but your cheeks, your ears, the sides of your neck, the hollow of your throat).