The day at the office has been long and stressful, everyone wanting something now and nobody willing to wait. I left the office 2 hours late finally walking to my car in a dark parking lot. Getting in and locking the doors I look down on the seat next to me and there sitting alone is a beautiful deep purple envelope. There is no writing on the front of the envelope. I turn it over and on the back there is a delicate gold seal holding it closed, in fine hand writing are the words open if you desire.
I look around the parking lot for the person that may have left this, knowing that my car had been locked, seeing no one I look back at the envelope. Curiosity compels me to open it so I slide one long finger nail under the flap and as the seal breaks I smell this sweet smell of BVLGARI, my signature perfume. I open the envelope all of the way and look inside. There inside is a single piece of delicate white linen paper and with the same fine hand writing in a deep purple ink to match the envelope are the instructions.
Drive directly home, soak in the warm bubble bath prepared for you, drink of the wine chilling for you, sleep well tonight. In the morning, drive to the small town of Ocean View, there you will find a small boutique named Vanessa's Intimates, enter the shop and ask the sales attendant to show you the newest arrival's in passionate pink.
As I arrive home and enter the house I smell the wonderful aroma of roses. Entering the living room I see several large vase filled with large arrangements of roses in many different colors, each of them dressed with large ribbons and bows in the matching deep purple of the envelope. I pause by each one and lean down to smell the fragrant blossoms, there is something so sensual with the soft velvet of a rose petal and the gentle sweet smell.
I start down the hallway to the master bedroom and I see rose petals scattered at the doorway. Entering the room I see a trail of petals leading into my master bath. When I enter the bath I see petals all around the raised bathtub, the lights are off and there are candles burning all around the tub, reflecting in the large windows surrounding it. The tub is filled with steaming water and bubbles flowing over the edge and on top of the bubbles there are more petals floating. There on the edge is a folded note of the same delicate linen paper, simply written were these words.
Relax and enjoy the pleasure of the warm water against your skin, indulge in the chilled champagne, and rest peacefully in the softness of your warm bed, for tomorrow you will experience that which you have always longed for.
First I pour the champagne into the Crystal flute sitting next to the chilled bottle and then I see the dish of delicious strawberries, all beautifully prepared for eating. I carry the dish and the flute to the tub, very slowly I undress there in front of the large windows feeling the possibility that my mystery man may be watching me. I slip into the hot water and as I soak I feast on the delicious strawberries and feel the bubbles from the champagne tickling my nose as I sip from the flute.
After a nice long soak I dry myself and slip into the warm softness of my large bed. My sleep is filled with vivid images and erotic sensations. I wake in the morning with a feeling of extreme anticipation. As I am dressing I wonder what I will be experiencing, what will I find at this small boutique, where will the mystery lead me from there. I take the drive down the coast to this wonderful quaint little town and as I pull up in front of this old Victorian home with an intricately carved sign for Vanessa's Intimates I feel the anticipation growing. I enter the boutique and ask the woman there if there is a new collection of passionate pinks. she looks at me and smiles and directs me back to the last dressing room, where upon entering I find a beautiful pale pink slip of a dress along with a pink strapless bra and matching pink thong. A beautiful pair of white heels accompanies the ensemble. As I put the garments on I feel someone's eyes on me and I wonder if possibly he is here watching me. As I finish slipping into the heels I notice a deep purple envelope sitting on top of a pale pink clutch purse and I open it to find a note that simply reads.
Drive to the end of the road and there you will find a small B&B hidden in the woods, overlooking the ocean, go to the room at the top of the stairs and using the key in the purse let yourself into the room, please sit in the chair facing the balcony and wait for me, do not turn around, do not try to look for me, just be patient and you will experience that which you have only fantasized of.
As I pull up in front of the B&B I hesitate, thoughts running through my mind, senses heightened. I feel my heart pounding. I'm afraid but I can't bring myself to leave. I enter the lobby looking nervously around. I walk to the stairs feeling the eyes of the men in the room on me. I wonder if one of them is my mystery man. Slowly I climb to the top floor where there is only one room. I reach into the purse and my fingers close around the key and as I pull it out I wonder if I am doing the right thing. Before I have the chance to change my mind I place the key in the lock and turn the knob. Entering the room I notice that it is beautifully decorated. At one end there is a large four poster bed and across the room there is a chair facing the French doors that lead out onto the balcony. I walk over to the doors, looking out on the beautiful ocean view and I feel the excitement growing. The feeling that I should turn and leave is so strong. I hear soft music start to play and without looking around I sit in the chair and place my hands in my lap and close my eyes.
Without any sound I sense a closeness, I feel his warm breath on my bare shoulder. I feel soft fingers touching my cheek as he whispers in my ear, relax and enjoy the sensations. I can't speak and I hear myself whimper as suddenly the fear of the unknown threatens to push open my eyes. I sit there not moving and I feel his hand stroking my hair gently. Again he whispers in my ear, please trust me, I only want to please you, I promise I won't harm you. I feel myself relaxing a little and I softly answer back, I will try. I feel a something soft and silky wrap around my eyes as he tells me that he wants to pleasure me in ways I have never imagined. I feel his hands taking mine as he pulls me to my feet gently. He lets go of my hands and I am standing there not knowing where he is or what he will do next. He tells me to slowly remove my dress, to leave the bra and panties and heels on. My hands come up to my faces, feeling the scarf across my eyes and I find myself wondering if I can do this. Will I be able to bare myself to a man that I don't know. I feel his hand touching mine as he gently moves them from my face.
My hands come down slowly to rest just above my breasts, I can feel my own breathing lifting them. I trace my fingers along the top of the low cut dress and sliding them back up the straps I hear a small intake of breath as he watches my sensual touching. Slowly sliding the straps of the dress off my shoulders I again run my fingers across the dress, this time dipping down into the cleavage. He acknowledges the affect I am having on him with a low moan and I feel my own desire begin to build. Slowly I take one strap down and then the other, holding the dress to my breast for a moment longer. Lingering on the edge of seduction and surrender. As I release my hold on the delicate slip of a dress I feel it sliding down over my hips and then falling to the floor at my feet.
He comes to me and tells me that he is going to help me to the bed. He instructs me to sit on the corner of the bed and to wait for him patiently. He takes my hand in his and his arm comes around my waist for support. As he walks me to the bed he is telling me that he wants to know my submission, to feel my acceptance and to feel my desire. When we reach the bed he turns me and helps me to sit down and I feel his fingers sliding down my back lightly. My back arches at his light touch as if knowing his touch. His fingers stop at the top of the thong and I feel his fingers go under and slide along around to the front and resting there, he stops. I want to feel them go lower but his fingers won't move.