You told me to dress nice, but comfortable, and to make sure I was ready by 6 pm, at least that was what your note said when I woke up this morning.
I puttered around, doing odds and ends and other chores. I decided to splurge and call the day spa by the house and they had a quick opening. I only had time for a mini facial, as I listened to quiet music while she massaged my face with 2 or 3 different types of lotions and masks. Then she put a mist spray near my face and left me alone for 10 minutes while the mask went to work. The next thing I felt her hands wiping off the mask as she took my out of my pseudo sleep. I then had them put my hair up in a clip and put some strategically placed spiral curls to frame my face.
I made it home, put on my makeup and started to get dressed. First, I put on a raspberry lotion on my whole body. So of course I had to put on my raspberry silk underwear and bra, and then a pair of sheer black thigh high nylons. I got out a cotton plaid skirt, colored with browns, yellows, reds... like falling leaves. The skirt falls to just above my knees, but it has a 2 inch slit on the right side. I then put on a black angora turtle neck sweater, knowing that you can't keep your hands off of me when I wear it.
I was trying to find some earrings when you got home, came up behind me and said "Wow, I almost want to cancel our reservations, but you are much to pretty to keep all to myself." I gave you a silly look, finished putting on my earrings and heels, and you helped me into my coat and then into the car.
You drove us to a small little restaurant and we got settled at our table. We made small talk until they brought out wine and appetizers. Even with the food I could feel the wine going to my head a touch and could feel my cheeks blushing. Every so often, you brush your fingers over my hands, or even teasing me further I feel a hand on my knee slowly tracing little designs over it, tickling me.
We ate dinner, still talking about this and that and waited for dessert, which was a chocolate mouse cake, which we split, but since they only brought one fork, you fed it to me. You ask me if I want to go out anywhere else or just home, and I suggest we go home early.
As we head out to the car, you tell me to look up at the stars, and as I do you quickly pull down the top of the turtleneck exposing my neck and put your lips on it.
"God, I needed to do that all night long," You said quietly. As you do that, you wrap your arm around me and pull me into you kissing along my neck and chin and up to my mouth. First tasting my lips, still sweet with the flavor of chocolate, and then slowly opening them with your tongue, probing inside my mouth.
Your kisses feel so urgent against my lips, and I can feel with every touch the tingling start on my lips, working its way down making my nipples hard and then all the way down to between my legs.
I said breathlessly "All this, just from a kiss. Amazing."
You break away, much to my displeasure, saying "We better get home or we might never make it there at all." You help me into the car and I try to compose myself after that prelude of what was to come.
The car ride home was quiet, but comfortable with our hands resting on each others thighs. Your fingers gently trace out imaginary designs on my leg. My thoughts on how you could possibly make this night any better than it was already. When we pulled into the driveway, you turn off the car, and as I was about to open the door, you stop me and tug on my arm. I turned back around to ask what was up but I was quieted with another long teasing, toe curling kiss.
Slowly we make it in the house and as you take our coats, you tell me to go and lie in front of the fireplace in the living room. I hear you walking towards me and I turn to see you loosen your tie and take it off. All the while you have a little devilish grin on your face. I start to wonder what you have planned and I start to speak, but you again quickly start to kiss me hard to stop any thoughts I might have from escaping my lips.
As we kiss I feel your tie slip over my head and cover my eyes. You pull away and position it carefully so I can't see anything and tie it tight, and put me in a sitting position on the floor with my legs curled under me.
Relying only on sounds now, I wonder what you are up to, when I hear the sound of the fire start up and feel the heat slowly hit my face. I feel you behind me, sit down and straddle my body with your hands. The next thing I feel are your hands on each side of my neck starting to massage it and down to my shoulders.