I have been thinking a lot about what may happen if we were to take one of those “romantic weekends” that you were talking about. We both agreed that we haven’t been on one in quite awhile.
While I am waiting for you to pick me up, all kinds of things are running through my mind. I am looking forward to getting away with you and spending some time together as it will be the first time. While I was packing my suitcase, I made sure to put in a long, silky nightgown, that compliments my figure well, and at the last minute, I throw in some candles wanting this romantic weekend to be filled with lots of exploring and getting to know each other’s bodies intimately. I am now anxiously awaiting your arrival.
You pick me up about 20 minutes after I’ve finished packing. The kisses we share are filled of unspoken promises of a very hot weekend. I almost melt on the spot! I ask you where we’re going and you tell me it’s a surprise. I shrug my shoulders and get in the truck. I am all yours for the weekend and don’t really care where we’re going.
As we drive, we talk about work, and the things we have been doing lately while we haven’t seen each other. I move closer to you in the truck and put my hand on your leg, just above your knee. While absentmindedly rubbing your thigh, my hand gradually moves closer to your groin.