For K.
I'm there on time, wearing the cologne you picked out for me. You greet me at the door in that pink dress you've been telling me about, and the anticipation that has been building in me since we saw each other last goes from butterflies in my stomach to lust someplace a little bit lower. You are more beautiful than ever, and I want you so bad. But first - I have a surprise.
We hug, and hold each other for a long time. The wonderful smell of your hair, the press of your body against mine, the feel of your body as I run my hands down your back to your hips and back up: suddenly it doesn't matter how long we've been apart or how hard the months have been. I'm just so glad to be with you.
We kiss. Hungry, reaching, tasting kisses. Your eyes closed, I murmur how beautiful you are. You smile, and a thrill goes all the way through me. The loveliest woman in the world is in my arms.
"Come here," I say. "Come."
Taking your hand, I lead you to the bedroom and have you lie on the bed. You reach up for me, but I laugh and shake my head. "Let's take these glasses off," I say, and set them on the nightstand.
"Now let's take off that dress". You move to let me, and I set it on a nearby chair.
You are naked underneath. As always, I catch my breath at the sight of your gorgeous body.
"Come on, sweetie," you say. "Come here."
"Sssh," I tell you. "Lie on your stomach. Close your eyes". You do, but I can tell it isn't what you want to do. (You always like to get right down to business!)
I begin to rub your shoulders and back, a nice gentle massage. I can't help leaning down to inhale the scent of your beautiful, sexy hair. (I could spend hours in your hair!) I find knots in your shoulders and back and try my best to work them out gently.
"You are so beautiful, sweetheart," I tell you. "So wonderful and sweet. I love touching your beautiful body. I want you to feel so good." You moan a little, a sound I am glad to hear.
I gradually move down to your hips and lovely ass, caressing and massaging you. I am entranced by that ass (as you know!). I want nothing more than to finger you there, to hear you moan as you always do. But I have bigger plans...and have to satisfy myself with mere caresses.
(Going this slow, not jumping on you, is hard for me too!)
"Mmmmhhh, that's nice," you say.
(How lucky I am! I think, being with this beautiful woman!)
I massage your thighs and ankles, moving down towards your feet. You let out a long sigh.
I say, "Time to roll over, babe." And you do, your eyes still closed.
(I get to look up, between your parted legs, and see that smile. God, what a view!)
I start rubbing the balls of your feet. And then, tentatively, I take one of your toes in my mouth. I have told you I wanted to do this, and you always told me you would giggle if I did.
Which you do, but I can't help it. I love every inch of your body.
And, while you are still giggling, I am suddenly between your thighs. Not your pussy, which I can tell is soaking wet with anticipation, but next to it.
Kissing and licking the area around it, inhaling your aroma, dying to dive into you. You inhale suddenly, because you love it when I lick your beautiful pussy. And I do too.
But not yet.
The massage is over, but I am not done teasing you. With my fingertips I trace lines up your thighs and up around your breasts, tracing each nipple (but not touching them), listening to you gasp. And then back down again. And back up. And again. And again, each time a bit closer to your nipples and pussy.
"Hey, baby?" I tell you.
Your eyes open and you smile at me.
I take your hands and lift them over your head, hold them down with my hand.
I kiss each of your eyes, and then your lips.
"You are so beautiful. I absolutely adore you."
Your eyes open and you look at me.
"Thank you, sweetie. But I really need you to fuck me now."
"Sure. Do you want it in your ass or pussy?"