I watch you drive in from work and get out of your car, as I have so many times before. You are unsuspecting of what is behind the front door. I retreat into the darkness of our home, smiling to myself, waiting for the sound of the door to open. You notice before you come in, the house is dark, filled only with a soft glare. You open the door, to see the room filled with candles, providing the only light in the house. The windows are open so that the night air can fill the room. The shear window coverings lift softly with the breeze. You look around at all of the candles burning, their scent intoxicating. The flames, flicker softly with the breeze coming from the open windows.
The house is ever so quiet, with the exception of faint music coming from another part of the house but it is so quiet you cannot yet tell what it is. No sound of kids playing, no sounds from the television. I am watching you. From the look on your face, I can tell you are wondering where I am. You start to look for me and something catches your eye across the room.
There is a note, folded on the table next to the couch; a collage of candles surrounds it. You pick it up and open it. "Put your things down and go to the front bathroom, there is a towel there for you. Take a nice long hot shower." I watch you slowly looking around, as if to see if I am there. You put your things down, take off your shoes and walk towards the shower. The music is getting a bit louder. You are still not able to make it out yet. I see you stop and listen, trying to hear. I can see a small smile on your face.
You open the door; the bathroom is filled with candles as well, all across the vanity there are candles. The same scent as in the front of the house now fills the bathroom. Your towel is there folded. You turn on the water to the shower and begin to undress. I hear you get into the shower and move from the spot where I have remained hidden from your sight. I walk to the door, which you left open, slowly and quietly I go in and pick up all of your clothes and take them away. I come back and lean on the door and watch you. The candles cast a shadow on you in the shower. I see the outline of your body, your hands and arms moving up and down, your fingers sliding slowly across your skin.
Closing my eyes... imagining myself walking slowly towards you. Taking my clothes off and letting them fall to the floor on my way there, going to the back of the shower and ever so gently and quietly I slide the shower curtain back, you do not even know I am there. Standing behind you, I see me moving up right up next to you, the water falling off of you onto me. I reach up with both of my hands and touch your shoulders softly. You are startled and go to turn around and I whisper in your ear... "Shhhhh, it is only me, don't turn around". I take and lather soap in my hands, then on your soaked skin. Rubbing you gently from your Shoulder's, down each arm, to your hands, running my fingers in-between each of yours. Then back up your hands, your arms, and your shoulders. Running my hands down your back. My hands then go around your sides, and up to your chest.
My body is touching yours. Kissing your shoulder, across your back slowly to your other shoulder. My hands moving upward and I pull you to me holding you close from behind. Sliding my hands back down your chest again, I take the shower gel and squeeze it all over your chest and abdomen. I run both of my hands through it, making sure that every inch on skin is touched. Your skin is slick with lather. Your head leaned back on my shoulder, eyes closed. I can hear you breathe. One of my hands rubbing your chest and arms, the other slowly moving down over your abdomen, down over your hip to your upper thigh and back up. Making sure that you are lathered well. I run that same hand back up to your abdomen and up to your chest as the opposite hand runs down the other side first over your stomach to your hip and then down your leg and slowly back up again.
I begin licking and kissing your neck, nibbling at your ear lobe, with every movement of my hand. At the same time both hands slide down your chest to your abdomen, this time moving straight down, kissing the other side of your neck, nibbling at your ear, hearing each breath you take, my hands come to your hard cock. With well-lathered hands, I begin to stroke you, slowly, up and down. I hear you moan. With one hand, I gently rub your balls, rolling them around, while my other hand is slowly stroking you up and down. You slowly begin to turn towards me, bringing your right arm up and over me to pull me close to you. You are facing me now.
My hand is still around your cock, pushing, pulling, and jacking you off so slow. You step back just a little bit, enough so that we can both look down and see my hand rubbing you. Looking back to my face you move towards me, our eyes locked to one another, gently kissing my face, my cheek, the edge of my mouth, the tip of my nose, my forehead. I close my eyes; the feel of your lips on my skin is ecstasy. You kiss both of my eyelids, soft and slow. I feel your hand on my lower back pulling me towards you, I am still slowly stroking your cock, and it is now touching my stomach. Your lips move to mine, and you kiss me, a deep passionate kiss. Our tongues slowly make love to one another.
I feel your other hand moving from my upper back, sliding down over my ass to my leg, lifting it upwards holding it to your side. I feel your body lower just a little, my hand still on your cock, but now it is touching my clit. I raise myself slightly and move you so that you are within one movement of entering me. My breath is quickening, your kisses getting deeper, stronger. I lower myself, feeling your hardness enter me ever so slowly. My arms both go up around your neck as you make the slowest movements in and out of me. It feels so good. So slow and deliberate, you make love to me while the water falls down my hair and back. A deep breath escapes me, I open my eyes, my hand is in my panties and I am rubbing my clit. Seeing your shadow in the shower still. I place a note on top of your towel and quietly leave the bathroom.
Slowly, I retreat back within the shadows so you do not see me. I hear the water stop in the shower. You get out...and see that your clothes are gone and another note placed upon your towel. You open it and read it. "Wrap the towel around you and go to the bedroom. There you will find something for you in the middle of the bed." I watch you as you leave the bathroom and turn towards our room. The music you have heard is coming from there. It is soft and sexual. Opening the door, the room is lit by candlelight, only more so than the rest of the house.
The window is open enough so that the chiffon curtains move slightly with the breeze. The candles dance and sway with the music. On the stereo, you hear Enigma playing. There are candles all around the bed. I have placed candle pillars, each holding 5 candles, around the room. An assortment of candles placed on the dresser, their reflection dancing in the mirror. The scent in the room is hypnotic, strong yet sweet. The bed is a four-poster wrought iron bed with a canopy. The same shear chiffon is draped and looped all the way around the top, with sheets of the chiffon falling down on all sides, encasing it. I watch you as you walk towards the bed, hesitating, wanting to turn around, you sense I am near.
You continue to walk over to the bed, pulling aside a piece of the silky chiffon. There is a small box and a note attached to the top of it. You stand up, box in hand and pull the note off. Opening it, I can see your face. My note says "Inside you will find something for you. You will know what to do with it when you see it. After you do this, climb up into and lay face down in the middle of the bed, arms out to your sides. Unwrap the towel and lay it across you." I watch you put the note on the bedside table and open the box; I see the smile on your face. You take out a black silk cloth, a blindfold. You drop the box to the floor. You are looking at the blindfold and I see you glance slowly around the room. I watch you as you move the silky curtains aside that hang around the bed and you crawl in, the chiffon falling back into place behind you. You are on your knees, I see you place the blind fold on, tying it loosely, then undoing the towel from around your waste, laying face down in the middle and draping the towel across your ass, placing your arms out to your sides.
I smile to myself.