It was breezy, starry March night. The breeze brought a slight chill to the air but I welcomed it with open arms. I was used to the weather in Florida but I missed the chilly night air that I was feeling at that moment. Even though it was breezy and chilly, I felt as though I were on fire, the flames burning deep within me like a forest blazing out of control.
The only thing I can blame that feeling on, is Brian. I was in his arms, feeling his warmth surround me, making me feel safe and aroused all at the same time. It was wonderful. I never thought I could feel this way before, this was a feeling I had only read and dreamt about for so long and now, it was really happening. I kept pinching myself to make sure it was real and not another dream.
Oh, I had plenty of dreams about him, more than I'd like to admit to anyone, most were erotic but some were so meaningful and romantic that I actually woke-up with tears streaming down my face. I never wanted that night to end but it was early so I knew that I had many more memories to make before the night was over.
The evening started when Brian came to my hotel room with an arm full of carnations, dressed in evening attire and a glorious evening planned for us. I wasn't expecting him until the next day so I wasn't prepared for his arrival. I wasn't wearing anything special, just my usual attire of boxers and a T-shirt.
So when I got a knock at the door, I was surprised to say the least, but when I opened the door and saw him standing there, with an arm full my favorite flowers, I almost fainted right then and there.
I recovered quickly and thanked him for the flowers and then I scolded him for coming to see me and not telling me he was coming. I told him that it wasn't proper for a gentleman to see a lady when she wasn't looking her best. He looked me right in the eye and said that I looked absolutely beautiful. Well, I melted right there and he knew it! He told me to get dressed because we were going out, and I was not to argue with him because it was a battle I was sure to lose.
I did what he said, putting on the black velvet dress I had brought with me, talking to him as I did my make-up and finished getting ready. The very second he saw me I knew that I had his approval. It was just his look that gave me that idea it was his "body" language that tipped me off. He asked if he could use my bathroom before we left and I told him he could, I figured he needed to splash some cold water on his face and anywhere else that might need it.
After a few minutes, he returned and we were off to a night full of surprises, for both of us. He had an agenda and I had mine. Both meeting in certain places but neither one knowing where nor when that may happen.
We went to a tiny little restaurant, where he ordered for both of us, on my request. We made small talk before and during the meal. Afterwards, we went to a small club that had a 4-piece band that played all types of music. We ordered a drink and sat in silence until he appeared with out drinks. I couldn't take my eyes off of him.
Finally after about 10 minutes of silence, I asked him to dance. The band was playing a slow song that I recognized as "The Power of Love" by Celine Dion. From the moment he took my hand and led me to the dance floor, I knew that I was in heaven, or more like heaven on earth. And when he took me in his arms and pulled me close to him, I felt my knees go weak and I had to hold on to him for support. I felt like I was dancing on air with the only other person on the face of the earth.
As we swayed to the music and held eachother, I looked deep in his eyes and told him, with my eyes, to kiss me. I think he was listening because he leaned down and softly pressed his lips to mine and I felt as if I were flying. Soaring through the sky like an eagle. As we broke the kiss, the song ended. Perfect timing I thought to myself.
We went back to our table and smiled at eachother as we sipped our drinks and made more small talk. He asked me if I wanted to go to a special place where we could be alone, except for the stars in the sky. I jumped at the chance to be alone with him, and to be with him under the stars, was even better.
It took about 25 minutes to get there from the club. We chatted a little bit during the drive but it was mostly silent and that gave me time to get a hold of myself.
When we arrived, he told me to stay in the truck and keep my eyes closed. I did as I was told. I heard him open the tail-gate and move some things around and then close it. I didn't hear anything else for what seemed like an eternity but what turned out to be only 5 minutes.
He then opened my door, took my hand and led me about 50 yards from the truck and told me to stand there, with my eyes shut and he would be right back. He went and closed the door and came back to me. He told me to keep my eyes shut just a little while longer. I heard him moving around but I couldn't tell what he was doing until I heard a pop and then pouring, then I heard a match and that's when he told me to open my eyes.
Well, if I thought he was wonderful before, he stepped up to amazing at the very second I saw what he had done. There was a huge blanket with candles, champagne, and soft music was playing in the background. He sat down and motioned for me to sit down next to him. I needed to be near him worse than I needed to breathe.
He turned and looked into my eyes and kissed me again, this time it was a quick kiss but it had the same effect on me. I snuggled up to him and he put his arm around me and we just sat there and gazed up at the stars. I started to feel a chill but I didn't want to tell him so I sat there and was cold. At some point I started to shiver, despite the warmth from his body.
Well, he was prepared for this and with a minute's time, we were wrapped in a soft flannel blanket. We sat there, sipping champagne and gazing up at the stars. I finished my drink and handed him my glass. He asked if I wanted another and I said no He finished off the rest of his drink and put our glasses aside and put both of his arms around me and nuzzled his face in my hair.
He let out a soft moan and told me how good my hair smelled. I reached up and started nibbling on his left ear as my hand ran up and down his back. I soon felt his breath quickening as my lips trailed down to his neck, HIS weakness.
I started to kiss and suck on his neck. Gently biting here and there. I let my left hand slip down his chest to his aching, throbbing cock. He gasped as I laid my hand on his cock and I took it away and placed it on his leg but he put it back there and pressed my palm into him. He pulled away from me and kissed me with a certain forcefulness that I welcomed and needed from him.
