All the plans had been made. My heart raced as I drove to the hotel where we were supposed to meet. I'd been waiting over a year to finally get to feel your sweet touch that I had dreamed about so often. When I arrived at the hotel to check in I was handed my key and a beautifully wrapped package. "This was left here for you," Said the lady behind the front desk. I knew then that you had beaten me there. I opened the card on the package it said, "I ran out for a few things, slip this on when you get to the room and I'll see you soon. It was signed… passionate kisses, Nick. I couldn't find our room fast enough. When I entered the room, I found candles flickering throughout the dimly lit room, the shadows sensually dancing on the walls.
I was amazed at how nervous I was. I felt I knew you so well yet I really didn't know you at all. I wondered if you would be as attracted with me in person as you were in our cyber romance. I had dreamed and fantasized about your passionate loving touch for so long. I wanted you so bad .My body ached and yearned to feel your touch, to taste your sweet kisses, to breath in your smell, to taste your skin as my soft lips and tongue caress your neck.
I realized I was daydreaming again and laughed softly as I set down my suitcase and walked to sit on the edge of the bed. I untie the ribbon on the package, with trembling hands, and I carefully unwrap it. Opening the box, I found a white lace bustier, a while lace garter belt, a pair of white silk stockings and a pair of white high heeled leather pumps. The outfit was so beautiful. The pattern on the lace shimmered in the flickering candlelight.
I stepped into the bathroom to change. The first thing that caught my eye as I stepped into the bathroom was the mirror that covered one whole wall. On the opposite side of the room there was a large bathtub with water jets, more than big enough for 2 people. I smiled as possible scenarios involving the tub ran through my mind. I slipped out of my jacket and tank top and removed my short black skirt and stockings and began changing. I wanted everything to be so perfect. I stood looking at my reflection in the full mirror. The outfit you had given me was so perfect. It fit me like a lace glove. It hugged every curve of my body. My nipples were exposed by the half cups of the bustier. The silk stockings felt so wonderful on my long legs. My smooth shaven pussy just barely visible below the garter belt. The high heels accentuate my calves. I feel almost gothic, covered entirely in lace. I looked down and noticed another small box in the larger box that had held my gift. I opened it to find a white satin choker necklace embroidered with small white beads. It was so beautiful. I put my hair up loosely curling the long wisps of hair in perfect corkscrew curls and put on the necklace.
