Cindy couldn't wait to get home. She had been shopping all day and her feet were just aching. She kept thinking how good it would feel to get home, slip off her heels, wiggle out of her purple dress and into some comfy cotton shorts and a tee. She also couldn't wait to see her husband. She missed him so much. The two of them had been married for 5 years and still acted like newly weds. She giggled out loud to herself as she thought of how they would make their friend's eyes roll whenever they were a little sappy around them.
Cindy pulled her car into the drive way and noticed all the lights were off in the house... "That's odd," she said out loud. She knew that her husband, Cameron should be home and she wondered where he could be. She grabbed up her shopping bags and slammed the car door shut with her foot. She fumbled with her keys in the front door, finally making it inside, and dropped her bags by the door as she shut it.
Suddenly she became aware of the soft scent of peaches and vanilla that filled the room. Her candles!!! "Oh god, he didn't leave the house with those burning, did he?!!!" Quickly she made her way to the bedroom, where the smell was coming from. Just as she reached the door, she noticed the dim glow and the soft sound of music coming from the other side.
She slowly opened the door, peering in. What she saw was the most beautiful, inviting site she'd ever laid her eyes on. She stepped in... feeling as though she were in a romantic's dream. Her eyes drifted around the room... There were white sheets hanging everywhere. Above her were white sheets hanging, pinned at all four corners, completely concealing the ceiling. The walls were the same way, white sheets draped from the ceiling to the floor, and there must have been windows open, because the sheets were billowing slightly, looking like angels dancing in the wind. The dressers were covered, the chair, the end tables, every piece of furniture in their room, was covered with white sheets. There were even white sheets covering the floor. It was like walking into a cloud. There were only 3 candles lit, giving off the softest glow, dancing across the white room. Cindy's eyes moved to the bed where she saw a single delicate peach rose laying on the pillow.
She stepped closer, reaching out to pick up the rose. Suddenly, she feels two arms go around her waist, and soft, warm lips on the back of her neck. She stood up, closing her eyes, enjoying the familiar sensations her husband was giving her. He kissed the back of her neck, her ear lobes, and the exposed flesh of her shoulder, all the while carefully unzipping her dress, and guiding it down her slender arms until it fell to the floor, making a silky pool around his wife's ankles.
Cameron kissed lower and lower, trailing kisses down Cindy's back, sending shivers throughout her body. He freed her of her lacy bra, and continued his kissed down to her lower back, stopping just above the soft curve of her lovely bottom. He slipped his fingers beneath the elastic of her panties, and pulled them down, kissing each cheek as he did so. He let his hands caress her legs, enjoying the smooth feel of them. Aching to be between them, tasting her, loving her... but all that would come eventually... He wanted to take his time. He wanted to savor every second. He helped her slip her tiny feet from the heels one at a time, and then kissed the back of each knee.
As expected, when he did that last move, her knees went weak and she fell into his arms. He stood and placed her on the bed. He took out a satin blindfold from under the bed and placed it over her eyes. Next, he took two long, satin ribbons and tied her wrists to the headboard. In a soft voice he spoke to her...."Baby Doll...Tonight all I want to do is give you pleasure. The reason for the ribbons around your wrists are only to keep you from pulling me to you.... You may make as much noise as you want to, say anything you want, but if you ask me to do anything specific, I'll stop what I'm doing and make you wait for the next touch, and I promise you, it won't be what you asked for."
Cindy could actually hear the smile on his face. She was loving this. Her heart sang as she let herself relax and await his next move. The silence seemed to last forever. She could feel herself getting wet in anticipation. Cameron stood over her, marveling at her beauty. Watching her chest rise slightly with every breath. Her pink nipples straining to find something to touch them. He watched as her hips moved ever so slightly, knowing it was an unconscious movement, in the motion of making love. Cameron had always loved how Cindy would move during their love making. He had never been with a woman who was so in tune with him.... could move so perfectly with his movements.
He picked up the rose off the floor and dragged it across her abdomen, starting from her left side to her right. She shuddered. He put the rose petals between her breasts, waiting a moment, then dragging it down to stop short of soft red pubic hair. He then circled her nipples... first the left one.. then the right... He watched as she trembled. He ran the rose over her left thigh and down her leg, and to her foot... tickling the bottom of her foot. He laughed as she quickly drew up her foot, squealing. She slowly put her leg down and he moved the rose over her right thigh, repeating the same as he had done on her left leg.
"Spread your legs for me, love," he demanded in a soft, but firm voice. She did as told, and revealed to him her moist lips. Cameron groaned at the sight. He knew how excited she was, and to tell the truth, his will power was going thin. He closed his eyes and concentrated on numbers.... something he did to take his mind off of the immediate situation... so as not to "let things go too far". He opened his eyes and tickled the inside of her thigh with the rose. Then her other thigh.... then, her lips. Cindy squirmed and moaned. She was so close to orgasm, yet so far away.
Cindy was suddenly aware that nothing was touching her now. She held very still, trying to listen, trying to figure out where he was. She felt his warm hand over her right breast. He expertly massaged it, then taking the pink bud in his mouth, he sucked on it. Cindy's moans were getting louder, her hips moving almost frantically now.
