You walk to the door and with a smile you open the door and there I am, you smile and beckon me in with a crook of your finger, I come in and shut the door, I go to speak and you put a finger to my lips. I let my eyes over you and you can see the sparkle in my eye and you know how good you look.
You stand there in your knee length boot stockings and suspenders and an exquisite corset and you know that it cannot fail to raise my blood pressure. I move to you and kiss you upon your lips and then I turn you around and guide you to the window, I put your hands upon the window sill and make you lean slightly forward, and I open your legs slightly.
I stand behind you and whisper no talking and no moving until I say so.
I take your hair and stand very close behind you and brush the very edges of my lips down the nape of your neck and then down your spine to the top of the corset, and then back up using my breath on your skin and I can see your skin ripple as I move up and then down again, not quite touching ever so erotic I can feel and smell the tension upon your skin, like a blush of roses with citrus bloom, I continue for a few more minutes holding your hair hard but not painfully though.
I move closer so you can feel my presence, I start to run my lips from just behind your ear and continue along your shoulder and back again, then I start to kiss your neck and bite your ear gently and then I run my kisses back along your shoulder and I can feel you shudder as I run backwards and forwards along your shoulder, then I start gently biting your neck shoulder and ear and I can almost feel your blood coursing through you.
I can hear the pace of your breathing increase and you whimper a little as I hit those very sensitive spots on your neck and ear. I reach around and run the tips of my fingers down the inside of your arms as I kiss and bite your neck, and then up again.
I reach around and put one hand on the flat of your stomach and with my other hand I brush the palm across the tip of one of your nipples and you gasp, I take that hand and put my fingers to your lips and you gently suck upon them and i withdraw them and wet each nipple and squeeze each one, and with my other hand I slide it over where you have shaved and you shimmer slightly and smile at me in the reflection in the window, one finger reaches your opening and I run a finger along the edge of your lips and I can feel your heat and you are so wet that I can feel it.
I run a finger tip across the tip of your very swollen clit and your legs almost buckle underneath you, I take my hands away, and run my tongue down your spine below your corset and down between the cheeks of your bum and to the entrance to your pussy, and I drink your wetness then I move my tongue to your anus and start to flick and lick it, I slide one finger into your wetness and I slide it in, and with my other hand I start circling the tip of your clit.
Then I slide two fingers inside you and I slide them in and out very slowly, in and your muscles squeeze my fingers, then I start rubbing your clit and as I lick and flick on your anus I start moving my fingers in and out harder and faster as I rub your clit faster and faster, I hear you struggling for breath as I push you close to the edge, then I take one of your hands and guide it to your clit and you start playing with yourself as I slide my fingers in and out of your wetness, you are so wet that I now drink your wetness that is now dripping onto my hand and cheeks of your bum, you scream and shudder and fall forward to the window sill, I stand up and turn you around and hold you until you can breathe again and then kiss you full on the lips.
You start to speak and I put my finger to your lips and pull you to me and you can feel my heat.
As I hold you, I can feel all of your tension leave your body, I stand you up and move to the silk and you see that it is not just a piece of cloth as it has button holes sewed into the material, I kneel in front of you and run my tongue over where you have shaved and tease the tip of your clit and drink some more of your wetness which is now leaking from your very swollen lips.
I attach the corner of the silk to a button on your suspenders and stand up and kiss you again, i wrap the silk around, not unlike a toga but attaching it to the buttons on your corset, then I pull a piece of silk from my pocket as tie it around your waste, you look at yourself and you see a strapless dress with slits either side of your legs, you look fantastic.
You go to speak and I take you outside into the garden, I can feel your excitement and we both look to the retreat we both can feel that someone has been watching and maybe even masturbating over our little adventure at the window, we lean against each for a moment then I guide you down the path to the pavement.
You are still a little unsteady upon your feet, so I slide my hand into the slit at the side of your dress and place it upon your arse and pull you too me and kiss long and hard, then laughing we walk down the road to the pub and you smile wider wondering what is next.
We enter the pub and all eyes are upon you both male and female, and every one stops talking, you know you look good but did not realise how good you look, we walk to the bar and the barmaid cannot take her eyes off you and the old man sitting at the bar nearly has a fit.
I order us champagne and we take our drinks to the back of the pub into the last snook, very cosy, all this time the ladies and men in the bar cannot take their eyes from you and who can blame them.
I let you in first and the scooch over so you are hidden by the wood and I am just visible to the pub, the noise level raises again. You take your drink and smile and before you can do anything I slide my hand into your slit of your dress and open your legs slightly, I hear a small intake off breath but you keep drinking, if any one comes by we are having a companionable silent drink and my hand is hidden by the table, you reach under and I shake my head, this is your time, I move closer and blow gently into your ear and kiss your neck ever so lightly I can feel your passion raising and the heat radiated from between your legs is becoming intense.
I kiss your lips and as I do I slide my fingers either side of your clit and I begin to squeeze the top and flit the engorged tip, I feel your moisture flowing. Your breathing has become ragged as I pull and flick and squeeze and tease your clit, I can smell your womanliness, it is of forests in the sun, you are gripping the table now and your smile is fixed, as people pass both male and female look at you and I start to lose you in pleasure, you bite your lip to stop you from screaming, we are so close now you can feel my warmth infusing you with a blanket of comfort. You come and shudder and I pull you to me, and I whisper I love you.
I walk you back through the orchard, and I pick the mat up and roll the silk inside it, and then I put my arm around your shoulders and I breath in your sex, your scent is so powerful, then we hear a gasp from behind us and we both turn and we see the young man from the retreat standing at the edge of the orchard.
In his hand was his manhood, and he was coming and did not know we where even there as he spent his seed into the ground, I look back at you and we look into each others eyes and smile, you are so at peace in this moment, you have an angelic quality about you almost a beatification in your smile.
We walk back towards your house, the excitement in both of us palatable knowing that anyone driving by would this fantastic figure of a lady walking in nothing but her silk suspenders, stocking and knee length boots.
The night was cooling fast and your nipples were becoming very erect and I could feel you shiver within the crook of my arm, we walk quickly to your front door and go in, the house smelt of roses and the summer and the candles had mostly burnt out leaving and orange glow that did not quite fill the shadows in the corners.
I turn to you and kiss hard upon your lips, I can feel your exhaustion, I kneel in front of you and undo the laces of your first boot, and gently draw it off, my fingers lingering on the inside and outside of your leg as I do so, then I pull the other boot off and do the same and as it came off, I lean forward and kiss your mound, staying there a second drinking in your womanliness, filling my senses so I am rocked for a second unable to move the fire in my belly rising quicker than I had ever expected.
I unsteadily get to my feet and guide you to your bedroom, your pleasure has drained you and you climb onto your bed and quickly you are breathing the sleep of the exhausted.
I pull your duvet over you and return to the candles and I collect them all and make them safe, following the scent around the house making my arousal all the more painful.
I return to your bedroom and you are now laying just in your stockings and suspender belt as you have kicked the duvet to the floor, a wicked thought springs to mind and I return to the table and collect the silken cords. I run them through my fingers they are so tactile and as almost smooth as your skin.
I return to watching you and run my fingers tips across your breasts and feel even in your sleep your heat blazing behind my fingers. I can almost see your blood leaving heat trails where I just brushed against your silken skin, I lean forward and place my lips upon one of your nipples, my mouth then covering your nipple and my tongue teasing the tip of your nipple with slow, tortuous little swirls and then flicking just the tip whilst sucking deeper into my mouth and grasping at it with my teeth, sometimes biting a little other times just running my tongue around the outside and not touching the tip.
I hear you moan in your sleep, and you subconsciously open your legs a little and the scent of flowers suffices the air, I have trouble catching my breath as the heat within me weakens my physical self with the pleasure coursing through me.