I hurried in and started getting things ready. I knew you would be there soon, and wanted everything to be perfect. I had stopped at the florist and picked up some white blooming flowers, jasmine, tuberose, gardenia. The fragrance filled the house. The table was already set with candles, china and crystal, and the wine was chilling in a silver bucket. Dinner had been carefully prepared and was ready to be served.
I went through the house leaving some flowers in each room, and lighting candles, all jasmine scented, filling each room with an intoxicating aroma. I had candles surrounding the tub, and another bottle of wine chilling in the bathroom.
Then, I started at the door with a trail of clothing articles. One stocking in the entry way, one stocking in the doorway of the dining room, white lace panties in the hall way, white lace bra in the door to the bathroom, blue combing coat on the floor by the tub. And I was waiting for you there in the tub, nearly covered with bubbles, no light except the glow from the candles, fragrance of the white flowers permeating the room. I wanted to heighten all your senses. You had stopped and gathered the silky clothes along the path, and were caressing their softness in your hands as you stood in the doorway, your eyes piercing mine, your body still, not moving a muscle.
You said "what's for dinner?"
I told you that you would have to join me to find out. Instantly, moving only your hands and arms, you began to undress dloely, your eyes never leaving mine. You had a slight smile on your lips. You said, "But, I'm hungry, and the table looks ready for us to eat."
I said "No, silly, that's the main course, I thought you needed an appetizer first."
I heard a low, growling chuckle build in your throat as you finally freed yourself of your shirt and tie. Still, your eyes never moved from mine. I watched as you began to unbuckle your belt, and licked my lips as you let your slacks fall. Then you where there in the doorway, wearing only your boxers. I could see that you were beginning to get excited and I smiled. You still kept your eyes riveted on mine, as you walked toward the tub, removing your boxers and stepping free from them just as you reached the tub.
"When will your husband get home?' you asked.
"He'll be gone for two days, and will be back on Monday, we have plenty of time."
You smiled and started to step into the tub. "God, I love tubs that are large enough for two," you said.
I sat up to make room for you to join me, and my breasts came out, resting just at the top level of the water, my nipples were hard and wet, with bubbles slithering down them. As you stepped your other foot into the tub, you said "Mm, nice,β and you reached down with your finger, tilted my chin up, and then let your finger slide down my neck, stopping to finesse my nipple.
I arched my back and laid my head back and said "Mm, you know how much I like that."
Then, you were on your knees in the tub, between my legs. Your hands were soapy from the bubble bath, and you cupped my breasts, tweaking the hard nipples with your thumbs and forefingers, as your mouth crashed down on mine. Your mouth took complete possession of mine, your tongue probing my lips apart, casting, plunging, in and out, hot, hard, wet, while your fingers continued their exquisite torture of my nipples. My hands came up and went around your head, my wet fingers entangling in your hair, pulling you closer, forcing your tongue deeper into my hot, yielding mouth. My tongue was probing back at yours, lunging, mating with yours, giving a preview of the probing and thrusting our bodies would do soon. Our mouths were making love to each other, hot, passionate, hungry.
Then, you withdrew your mouth from mine and looked into my eyes. You said "I love how dark your eyes get when you are aroused, they look like green fire. It turns me on to know that you lust after me like this."