The doorbell rings. You answer it wondering who could be there. You aren't expecting company and no one is home other than you. You open the door.
There is a tall, red-haired woman standing there. She is dressed in a long black leather coat down to her high-heeled shoes. You move back to allow her entry, captivated by her beauty. You don't know her but your heart skips a beat or two as she walks past into the living room. As she steps up into the room, you realize she has very slim legs, one briefly uncovered.
She has a brief case in her hand, which she places on the floor by the bedroom. How she knows where everything is, boggles your mind. She reaches into the case, pulls out a sign and hangs it on the door. It reads. "Please do not disturb."
She walks over to the phone and turns the ringer off. She then removes a dozen or so candles in soft colors and carries them a few at a time into the bedroom. As you stand in the doorway to your bedroom, she lights incense, lavender you think. She walks past you to turn up the heat just a little. You watch the sway of her hips under that long coat as she heads to the thermostat.
Turning to the stereo, she puts in a CD and presses play. The sound of Barry White crooning about love and promises fills the room. "It feels so good, you lying here next to me, You have no idea how it feels, My hands just won't keep still, I love you, baby…" sings Barry.
She walks back to the case and carries it into the bedroom. She looks over her shoulder at you. Her eyes and a nod of her head beckon you to her. You don't realize what she wants. She crooks a finger, silently pulling you into the room.
She motions for you to lie down on the silky blanket that had been laid out on the floor. You don't know how it got there, but it is in the middle of the room. She still hasn't spoken or removed her coat.
You start to lie on your stomach but she stops you. She helps you to remove your shirt, running her hands over your chest as she lifts it over your head. She is close. You breath in her scent, you smell raspberries. You are a bit uncomfortable with the idea of taking off your pants. Not because you have never been with a woman, but because of the rock hard erection you are sporting. You take a deep breath trying to think of something else entirely.
This effort is defeated as you watch the red haired woman in the coat. She is removing bottles of oils and what, lubricants? She looks down at you lying now on the silk sheet and smiles. Your heart skips a beat again. She kneels down and places her hands over yours. This calms your heart but not your blood. Her finely painted fingers cover your eyes coaxing them closed. You smile, put your head down and reluctantly close them.
You hear her move quietly over to the table with the oils. You look at her. You can't resist. She is looking directly into your eyes. Her blue eyes light up with her smile. "In your eyes, the light the heat, in your eyes, I am complete, in your eyes…" chimes in Peter Gabriel, perfect timing. She moves so that she is standing just out of your reach but within full site. She places her hands on the belt holding the coat closed and unties the knot. She then walks closer to you.
Her hands grasp the collar of the coat, pulling on it revealing skin. Her eyes lock with yours. The coat slides over her shoulders and drops into a pile at her high-heeled feet. Your eyes move from the coat at her feet slowly up the shapely legs to discover what was under the coat.
You are rocked to your core. She stands before you in a white lace teddy and nothing else other than her shoes. It is very sexy and subtly revealing only small areas of skin. Your imagination goes wild, as does your entire body. She turns to put oil in her hands. The back of the teddy is a g-string with a bow just at her lower back. You let out a deep sigh and lay your head on the pillow.