Chapter 3: The Next Meeting
Linda was running down the tunnel to the plane. She was late for boarding and had to hurry. Finally, in her seat, buckled up safely, she gave a big sigh of relief. She made it! Looking out the window at the airport as they turned and taxied down the runway for takeoff, she remembered back to when Chris had come to her. Now it was her turn to go to him. Thank goodness the flight would not be a long one; she hated flying. She had never been to New York before and was so excited and if truth be known, she was a little nervous too. She couldn't wait to see Chris and was glad when he had promised to meet her at the airport.
Closing her eyes she put her head back to remember their last meeting. It was wonderful. A dream come true. How on earth will they ever be able to top that weekend? Knowing Chris as she did, she knew they would be able to do it. It seemed like only minutes had gone by when the seat belt light flashed for her to buckle up again for landing. The wheels of the plane bumped the tarmac but not nearly as hard as her heart was bumping in her chest.
Finally, she found herself in the terminal looking around for Chris. It was only moments before she saw his smiling face. He knew she was terrified about coming to him, flying and the big city; so he made it a point to be there early to lessen the anxiety he knew she would be feeling. Walking over to her, he raised his arms and Linda fell into them and it felt as if she had never left them. The bear hug was so familiar to her and comforting.
Chris pulled away first and said, "Let's get your bags."
He stowed her bag in the trunk and opened the car door for her as she slid in the passenger seat. Chris got in the car and they were on their way to the finest hotel in New York. Chris had already checked in and had the key-card so they could go straight up to their room.
Once inside, Chris dropped her bag and took her in his arms again. He kissed her as he had kissed her before, with passion and the promise of a fantastic time.
Linda was tired but she felt rejuvenated just from his tender kiss. She was ready for more and knowing Chris was not the type to wait, he surprised her when he suggested she go and take a nice bubble bath. He had bought her some soft scented bubble bath as a gift knowing how much she loved to soak up to her neck in warm water and bubbles.
She went into the large bathroom with the heated floor and bright lights, she slipped off her traveling clothes and bent over the tub to fill it, adding a generous amount of the gift Chris had left there for her. As the tub filled, Chris came in the bathroom with scented candles and turned off the over- head light. The room was filled with the aroma of musk and had the aura of sensuousness. Chris just smiled at her standing naked next to the tub half filled with warm water and bubbles then he left.
Linda turned to slip one dainty foot into the tub, then the other. Slowly, she lowered her slender body down to sink neck deep into the wonderful bath. Inhaling deeply she enjoyed the scent of musk.
"Always such an erotic scent." She thought.
Lying on the bath pillow, Linda closed her eyes to let her senses take over, just as a blindfold is supposed to heighten your other senses in bed. Chris returned to the bathroom again with a large glass of white wine and he kneeled down next to her outside the tub. Handing her the glass, Linda took it and sipped.
Chris placed his finger on the bottom of her wineglass and tipped it telling her, "Drink up honey, you are going to need it."
Shivering, in spite of the warm water and steamy room, Linda's sip became a gulp. Wine slipped from the corners of her mouth and spilled to her chin. Chris reached over and licked it dry. Giggling, Linda sipped more until the glass was gone. Chris took the empty glass to refill it and returned it to Linda.
This time he did not remain; he just handed her the glass, smiled and left her alone. Drinking some more of the delightful wine, Linda felt the warmth of the alcohol on the inside as the water was warming her on the outside. She could feel the results of the wine and she admitted to herself she was feeling just a wee bit drunk. More of a relaxed warm buzz rather than drunk. Drunk always sounds so sloppy.
Placing the wineglass on the edge of the tub, Linda went back to closing her eyes and taking in this romantic, sensual atmosphere. Hearing someone knock on the room door, she listened as Chris answered it. Assuming that Chris had just ordered room service, she thought nothing more about it, until she heard the hum of voices. It was a woman's voice and she did not leave. Linda could not hear what they were saying but she could tell there was a conversation going on in the next room. Curious, Linda stood up, water running in little rivers down her body, a puff of bubbles clinging to her breast her and her knee, she stepped out of the tub. After patting herself dry, she wrapped her body in the towel like a sarong. Wiping the steam from the mirror with the facecloth, she brushed her hair. Once she was sure she looked ok, she stepped out into the room.
Chris and a very lovely tall blonde turned to look at her as she entered. Chris had changed into one of those thick white hotel robes and the woman was wearing a white lab coat. She looked like someone out of those adult magazines. The lab coat was short and tight and it was obvious she wore nothing beneath it. When she turned, Linda could see her large breasts ready to spill out where the gorgeous blonde had left the button undone.
Linda looked around and saw that the blonde was standing next to a long table covered with thick warm flannel sheets. The table was on wheels but they were locked into place, like wheelchair locks. On the floor was a big black case opened but not emptied. The room was filled with the same scented candles that Chris had placed in the bathroom for her. The wine bottle was lazily lying on its side in a big silver ice bucket. One of the cozy chairs was moved from its place and was very deliberately put at the end of the table, just a little to the side.
Chris came to Linda and kissed her. His finger pulled back her hair from her ear so he could whisper softly to her.
He said, "Relax honey, this is for you. You will love it. You have to do NOTHING but relax and trust me. Can you do that?"
Looking away from the room and into his eyes, she saw tenderness but she also saw deep raw passion and it made her gasp. Leave it to Chris to make her knees buckle.
Answering him in a whisper as well, she answered, "I trust you, Chris."
With that statement, Chris smiled at her and tugged the towel quickly from her body. A gasp slipped from Linda before she could stop it. As a natural response, she put her hands up to cover her body but Chris took her hands away and smiled. He kept one of her little hands in his and he squeezed it in reassurance.
"Come with me." He whispered.
Chris took her to the edge of the table and told her to lay face down on it. Linda knew it to be a massage table as she had had many massages before but never from anyone who looked like the wordless blonde still standing there. Quickly, she laid down on the table as Chris had told her. She was surprisingly comfortable. The room was warm, romantic, filled with the scent of musk and a subtle sense of excitement.
Linda's head was turned on its side facing Chris. Behind her she could hear the blonde as she emptied the back case onto the table next to her. Chris smiled his mysterious smile and sat comfortably in the chair by the table. He lifted his glass of wine to his lips and Linda could see his eyes sparkling in anticipation. Closing her eyes, Marisa felt that she would be treated to a wonderful massage, one of her favourite things, and Chris just wanted to watch.
Surprisingly, Chris did not introduce the two women and the blonde never spoke. Linda found this curious but not important enough to worry about. Chris spoke to the blonde and told her to start. He had opened his legs and the robe he was wearing was pulled apart leaving his sex bare for the blonde and herself to see. He did not seem the least bit embarrassed or bothered by his nudity and neither did the blonde.
Although, Chris had told her to start, Linda did not feel the soft hands nor the warm oil she was expecting, so she opened her eyes. Looking up she watched as the blonde unbuttoned each straining button on the lab coat, revealing what Linda already knew, she was naked beneath it. Letting it slide from her arms she tossed the coat onto the bed and turned to Linda to begin. Linda could not help but notice the beautiful full breasts with soft pink nipples. Her tummy was flat with a blond bush of hair covering her sex. This blonde was a true blonde.
Linda turned her head away to look at Chris, she saw the appreciative look in his glassy eyes, but all he did was nod, sip his wine and smile. The blonde picked up the plastic bottle and squirted the warm oil onto Linda's back. Firm but soft hands soon followed in long smooth strokes down to the small of her back and up to the base of her neck. It felt wonderful. Deep massaging strokes across her back from side to side, Linda could feel herself let go and relax.