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Daydreams 7: Slipping into the House
*Rita
Slipping into the quiet house, I tossed my keys on the small table. I slipped out of my long leather coat, hanging it on the brass coat rack. As I turn away scanning through the handful of mail, I am overcome with a sense of awareness. Not a sound or movement, just the knowledge that I am not alone in the house. Looking down the hallway, I can see a soft light coming from underneath the bedroom door. Hmm, I wonder?
Tossing the mail to the table, slipping off my heels, I slowly make my way down the hall towards my bedroom and the soft light.
Quietly I turn the knob and open the door. Before me I find the most magnificent sight a woman can hope to see after a long week of work. The room is filled with lit candles, sitting in every open space, softly glowing. The mixed scents fill the room with heavenly aroma. My large king-sized bed is covered in red satin. Pillows piled everywhere, covering the sheets and matching comforter. And....right in the middle of all that red....the most magnificent man laid out in his glory. Laying long and stretched out on his side, one leg out straight, the other bent at the knee, his manhood hard, displayed and ready between his legs. One arm propping up his head, eyes glittering in the candlelight and a huge smile across his beautiful face. "Hi baby, surprise!"
"Oh My God, Tim!" "What are you doing here?" "How did you get in?" "Why?" You raise yourself and extend a hand to me as I approach the edge of the bed. You take my hand and pull me to you. As I land on top of you, pushing you to your back, you say, "Rita, shut up and kiss me!" "I've traveled a long way to get this kiss." Our lips meet with a feather soft touch. It is exactly what I thought it would be and more. Your lips are so gentle, so tender. Your kiss is all that I have dreamed of for so many months. And as always when we meet, I think back to the first time, so long ago now.
On a business trip to Chicago, I stopped at a small diner for coffee after an early morning meeting. Sitting in that booth, I watched the locals come and go on their morning missions. As you came through the door, the wind gusted and dislodged some paperwork. As it fluttered to the floor, you bent over to retrieve it for me, giving me a great look at tight jeans enclosing your firm ass. Unconsciously I shifted in my seat, causing my skirt to slide up my thighs. You couldn't help but notice. As you laid the papers on my table, I looked into your handsome face and thought.... "What a wonderful way to start my day!" "I wonder if he is as attracted to me as I am to him?" You smiled and asked if you could join me for coffee. I smiled back and turned to wave at the waitress.
We sat and drank our coffee and talked. My business day was done. I had planned a little shopping, some spa time at the hotel and really nothing more than relaxing before my flight out tomorrow afternoon. You were telling me about your business trip and that you would be here until the next day on business. I smiled thinking, "how much more interesting can this day get?" Our talk of everyday life turned rather expectedly to more exciting subjects. Dreams and fantasy was a subject obviously on both of our minds. We compared our preferences only to find many similarities. I had to laugh at your most fatal fantasy, the oh-so common, little school girl, complete with pleated skirt, white blouse, knee socks and pigtails. "Does every man have that same need?" I asked. I gave you, of course my favorite, being taken by two men at the same time. You laughed and responded in the same manner. "Does every woman want that?" We laughed together. "Indeed, it seems we both have common fantasies. "So what else do you want to try, Tim?" I asked, suggestively. Your answer floored me.
My wildest and most unresolved fantasy turns out to be yours as well. "This is fantastic" I thought. "Tim, would you join me for dinner tonight?" I asked. We agree to meet at my hotel in the early evening for dinner. I pay for the coffee and as I turn to leave, I can feel your eyes on me. I smile and think to myself, "tonight is the night that dreams come true!" As the door of the diner closes behind me I think, "Shopping first!....I need a new teddy and a toy, then the spa, a nap and a bath. Tonight, his fantasy (and mine) will be fulfilled."
As I slipped my freshly bathed body into my new teddy, my thoughts wander through the events of my day and zero in on the possibilities for tonight. I cannot quell the excitement that has stirred low in my body. The thought of being with Tim tonight sends a shudder of anticipation through me. I slip my stockings up, fasten them to the garters and step into my 'little black dress'. Tim will love the classic dress, and my black heels finish the outfit. I check the room to make sure all is prepared. Candles lit; silk scarf, lube and new toy safe and snug in the bedside table. I smile and head down to the dining room.
