I finish my workout and sit in the hot tub and think about you. I want to be with you, spend the night with you and share myself with you. As I leave the workout center, I make the decision and take the turn to your house, rather than mine. I let myself in with my newly- made key and listen to the silence. I knew you wouldn't be home, but I was hoping.
I walk to your bedroom, carrying my bag with me. Your bed is neatly made and your room is quiet and smells like you. Your scent fills my head and I feel myself melting for you already. I strip off my gym clothes and head for the shower. God, it feels so good to lather up my skin and get all clean and fresh. I use your shampoo on my long hair, scrubbing it thoroughly to get the chlorine smell out. I reach for your razor and as I look at it, I think of something I could do for you, a surprise for you.
I run my fingers through my curlies. I love the way they wrap around my fingertips and I love the softness. They are long and soft and so pretty, framing my pussy. But now, I am thinking of something else. I am feeling your mouth there, your lips and tongue hungrily licking, sucking and probing me. Would you like me all smooth? Hmmm. I stand in the shower, holding your razor and I make the decision. After lathering my pretty curlies, I reach down and press the blade against my mound. I am twitching with excitement.
I begin to shave myself, carefully, feeling my way with my other hand. I remove all the soft brown curlies and then just run my fingers there, the feel of a smooth, naked mound so strange to me. My finger runs along the already swollen slit, feeling the newness of me. Yes, this will be easier for you to kiss me there. I can already feel your mouth sucking my lips, your tongue dwelling inside, probing and licking all my pink, private areas. I finish my shower and dry with one of your thick, soft towels, even these carry the scent of you and drug me with desire for you.
After spraying my vanilla scent all over my clean body, I take my new lingerie from my gym bag. Just for you, I have purchased a sheer pink bra and panty set. As I dress for you, I am busily imagining you removing my finery. I can feel myself grow wet at the thought of you undressing me and finding my surprise for you. I go to your closet for one of your nicely starched shirts and slip it on. The sleeves I roll up, the buttons are all done except for the top 3, the tails reach to my knees. I leave my hair down, all soft and long and fine. I am feeling the tiredness overtake me. I pull back the covers and slip into your side of the bed. Your pillow smells so delicious. I hug it to me and can feel myself falling asleep, even as I try to stay awake to wait for you.
It is completely dark when I wake, and I am confused. Where am I and what woke me? As I try to remember where I am, I feel a movement at my hip and realize the covers are pinned against me. I hear breathing and feel someone move on the bed. A whisper near my head says to hold still and be very quiet. I feel the covers being pulled back and the cold air hits my warm body. I feel fingers on the shirt buttons, slowly opening them and moving down, skimming my body as they continue opening my shirt. I feel kisses being left as my shirt exposes more of my warm, soft skin. I am breathing rapidly , frightened by the dark and this stranger's hands on me.
