I stood in front of the mirror and smoothed out the sheer black material over my stomach and adjusted the bodice so that my breasts appeared full and firm. I retied the halter around my neck, being careful not to catch my hair in the tie. I piled my medium length auburn hair on top of my head in a messy bun, surprised when it actually looked good. Sexy even. I opened the tube of lip gloss and ran it gently across my lips, smacking them to make sure they were evenly coated.
As I was admiring myself in the mirror, my boyfriend Brad came in smiling and whistling. I turned around and gently smacked him on his well defined stomach, the result of being a Master Carpenter. Turning back to the mirror for one last makeup check, I was surprised to feel Brad's bronzed arms around my waist. He had just got out of the shower, but instead of smelling like soap, he smelled like a mix of soap and wood. That scent drove me crazy every time I was around him. Gently, he nuzzled into the crook of my neck and placed a soft, sweet, lingering kiss in my sweet spot, just below my ear. I felt the familiar electrical current course through my body, igniting sparks in my nipples which were now screaming to be touched. I ran my hands along his arms, tangling my fingers in his fingers, and leaned back against him. Partly to be close to him, partly to maintain my balance as my knees became week at his touch.
Brad turned me around to face him and cupped my chin in one hand and held my hand with the other. He looked deep into my sparkling green eyes and leaned in to kiss my forehead. He traced kisses around my face until he finally stopped at my lips, pressing his lips against mine ever so tenderly. I ran my fingers through his hair and pulled him towards me. Our lips parted and our tongues danced around each other. This seemed to ignite a passion in him and his hand moved from my chin down to my breasts where it lingered on a nipple before finding its way to the small of my back where he pressed, firmly, pulling my body in tighter with his.
I began kissing him more urgently, pressing against him; my nipples hard and aching to be touched. He pulled back from me and groaned, closing his eyes, a wide smile spread across his face. I looked at him with surprise. I didn't understand why he pulled away from me, even if he was smiling. He took my hand and led me to the bedroom, where he had lit candles and placed them around the room, illuminating the area in a soft yellow glow. There was sandalwood incense in the burner on the dresser. My favorite fragrance. I smiled at him as he led me to the bed. He began kissing me passionately, his hands roaming over my body, paying special attention to my nipples for a moment. I ran my hands over his bare chest and up around his neck where I pulled myself up to meet his lips, eagerly. He half lifted me up and set me in the middle of the bed where he leaned up on one arm shifting his weight and caressing the side of my face gently.
Brad's warm brown eyes gazed longingly into mine he gave me one last sweet, lingering kiss on my lips and chuckled to himself. I saw the twinkle of mischief in his eyes. He leaned over the edge of the bed and pulled up what appeared to be a black strap. I looked at it for a moment in the dimness of the room before realizing what it was.