I have sent you an email, anonymous and cheeky, it reads
"Meet me at 8:00pm at the Power House Boutique Hotel on Kingsford Smith Drive, room 708, don't be late!"
I have prepared the room with tiny candles and soft music. It is a cold winter's evening and I have much more than staying warm on my mind. There is a full bodied bottle of red wine decanted and sitting next to the bed. I have had a long and luxurious bubble bath and pampered my skin with body lotion. I am wearing my favourite evening dress and have taken the time to colour in my face, my lips are cherry red and my eyes sparkle with the thoughts I have entertained since the afternoon, contemplating the seduction that is to take place.
I have rung room service and they are poised in readiness with the delicious morsels we will enjoy for our dinner. But first the interlude of long slow lovemaking is to be savoured.
I glance at the clock next to the bed and it reads 7:44pm there remains only minutes before he should arrive. I carefully survey the room to make certain that everything is in its place.
I take another sip of my champagne and there comes a tentative knock at the door. I sweep my hair from my face and walk over...I open it slowly and there appears before me a dashing man, wearing his favourite tie. In my best French accent I greet him with a whispered "entre Voo" and he smiles and steps closer to me, the door swings shut and we embrace with a courteous kiss. I put my finger to my lips signalling a hush I do not want to start a conversation that regales our days activities, I simply want to kiss him. We interlock our bodies and kiss passionately. He laughs and plays along with the vow of silence not speaking a word.
I pour myself another glass of champagne and pour one for you also. We clink glassed entwine arms and sip slowly, already I feel the affects of the bubbles, my head is swimming and I have become flushed with heat as my body temperature is raised because of my arousal. We set the glasses down on the small table next to the plump velvet feather filled couch, I sit first and you stretch to secure a position as close to my body as you are able. Our lips meet that first sensation of the hot flesh touching is magnificent. My lips open as our kissing becomes more passionate, the air around us is warm and our mouths have become entangled in a delicious passion.
We remain connected as your hands begin to move under my long hair, I lean back just a little to allow you access to my neck. Your mouth slides form my lips down my throat to the softest part of my neck, I let out a slow moan as your warm mouth kisses my neck, our bodies are now so hot, there is the soothing sounds of the music and the flickering from the candles that gives the room a warm glow.