Friday 29th November 2024 Our Annual weekend in London. Every thing in this story is correct and factual. I have changed the name of two individuals to protect their privacy. Enjoy!
In February each year we obtain tickets for the Rhythm & Blues concert at the Royal Albert Hall in London, which takes place during the last weekend in November.
The day has arrived, Steve told me that this year was going to be a little different than previous years as he wanted to treat me. We caught the mid day train to London, arriving in London at two o'clock! We got the 'Tube' to Gloucester Road, then just a short walk to our hotel. Upon 'checking in' I noticed that this was not the normal 'chain' style hotel that we usually book! This was a very nice, smaller Boutique style hotel. We got to our room, it was lovely with a king size sumptuous bed and a Luxurious en suite. We have a table booked for Dinner at our favourite 'Italian" in Heddon Street at 8.00pm.
"Shall we go downstairs and have a couple of drinks in the Bar?" Steve asked.
"Do I ever refuse a drink?" I replied.
Steve ordered a Beer and I went for a cocktail. I was in the mood for a relaxing weekend. I want to please Steve as he has been so supportive of me during the last six months. I have spent nearly as much time with Ann as I have with him. I had a further cocktail, then told Steve that I was going to sink into that luxurious bath in our room before getting ready to go out. Steve said that he was staying in the Bar, but would follow me later. I went into our room and started the water running. There were luxury products here, I made sure that the bath would be full of bubbles! Whilst the water was running, I stripped off leaving my clothes where they fell, I felt very lazy.
I got into the bath and just lay back and relaxed. When I looked at the time it was 6 o'clock. I need to start getting ready, I dried myself off and started to put my underwear on. As I said earlier, I want to please Steve. I have a new matching Blue set! Bra, knickers and suspender belt. I had just hooked on my stockings (Black) when Steve came through the door.
"WOW!" he said.
"I like to try." I replied.
"Just going to have a quick shower, Be ready in 40 minutes?" Steve said.
"OK Babe." I replied.
I have brought the older of my two leather skirts. My 'Seville' skirt is definitely too short for tonight. The other one is short enough to keep Steve interested and to draw attention. A Lacey black blouse and heels will complete my outfit!
"Taxi is booked for 7.15, We will have a drink at the Bar before we eat." Steve said.
"I'm Ready, Shall I wait in the Bar?" I asked.
"Whatever you want, I will be about ten minutes." he said.
I wanted to do that walk into the Bar on my own. I maybe fifty two years old but I am in 'Good nic.' I feel empowered and incredibly sexy.
"See you down there." I said.
I ordered a Cognac (My favourite). I slid onto a stool at the Bar, being very careful to keep my dignity intact. (I'm not trying to impress any Ladies this evening). I caught the barman out of the corner of my eye, trying to catch a peak at my cleavage, there was plenty on show Ha Ha. Steve came in and said that the Taxi was here.
We arrived at the restaurant at 7.45. The Maitre D said that our table was ready if we were? Steve whispered something to him.
"Of course Sir" he said and showed us to the Bar.
We sat on a couple of stools, We both love this restaurant, The ambiance and atmosphere are so good. A bottle of Veuve Clicquot appeared with two glasses. Steve had pre ordered this. The waiter asked me to try it? It was delightful as it should be.
We studied the Menu whilst at the bar. Steve will opt for Pasta of one form or other, he always does! I will have a Pizza.
We chatted throughout our meal and indulged in our favourite pastime..... People watching, there was a very well dressed lady in the corner off the television, neither of us can remember who she is or what programme she is on? There is a family to my left and two Ladies to my right (Sisters, i think). There is a (Very) old Gent sat with a completely false Bimbo, He must have a sizeable wallet or a granddaughter with no dress sense? Our waitress was a subject of conversation between Steve and I. The question was "Who could 'pull' her?" Me or Steve? She was as sexy as hell! She wore the same uniform as the others, but wow! How she wore it, Skirt just a little shorter, Hint of a little bra through the semi see through fabric. I had undressed her several times over but Steve was adamant that she was straight? Guess we will never know?
We had desert following our main course! Finally I ordered a Coffee whilst Steve ordered a Grappa.
From the restaurant we crossed over Regent Street and headed through to a Jazz Bar just off Carnaby Street. The band came on as we went in, they were very good. The Bar was packed, mainly folks around twenty years younger than us! We stuck around for an hour or so. The streets were alive with people even though it was now approaching eleven o'clock. We walked back to Oxford Circus for the tube, change at Victoria for Gloucester Road. Just three stops from Victoria so we stood in the Doorway. I always have a look round and I caught the eye of a young Lady sat in the carriage, She was very pretty, I caught her eye again and she smiled, I couldn't take my eyes off her. I run my tongue around my lips provocatively, She blushed.
"Come on, we are here." Steve said.
We walked back to the hotel.
"Quick one in the Bar?" Steve asked.
"Why not." I replied.
"We have a long day tomorrow, starting with an appointment at 10.30am." Steve said.
"What appointment?" I asked.
"Wait and see but we can't be late?" He replied.
One drink in the Bar led to two as we chatted to a couple who also had tickets for the Albert Hall tomorrow evening. We were in bed by 12.30 and both fell asleep straight away. The next morning Steve was up and ready for a session in the hotel gym at 8.00 o'clock.
"Come on, can you have a shower and be ready for breakfast for when I get back. I will be an hour at the most. Steve said.
"Ok. Ok I will go in a minute." I replied.
"No, I am not going until you get up, we can't afford to be late." Steve said.
What is the rush I thought to myself as I climbed out of bed.
"See you in an hour." Steve said.
I went into the shower room and shut the door. The water falling on me certainly woke me up. I thought that I heard our door open. Perhaps Steve had come back? Perhaps it is Housekeeping? I thought no more about it. I finished under the shower and dried myself off. I opened the door and walked back into the bedroom.
"WOOOOOH." I shouted as I dashed back into the bathroom.
I put on one of the towelling gowns before venturing out again. There was a lady stood by the window.
"Who are you, Why are you in here?" I asked sternly.
"Your husband has booked me, for you." She replied
"What?" I asked.
"I'm Rachel, Your husband has booked me for 4 hours, The first hour for a full body massage. Then I am here for any extras that you may require." she said.
"You are a Whore then?" I said with a smile.
"I am a fully qualified masseuse and I am also a 'High end" escort for ladies of distinction and i don't come cheaply. Now would you like to take that robe off, so that I can get to work?" She said.
She spoke with a very strong American accent. She had covered the bed in towels and had placed a range of sex toys on the desk under the television. She saw me looking at the toys!
"I will explain everything as we go along Mam. How do you want me?" she asked.
"I'm sorry?" I enquired.
"Do you want me fully dressed or naked. It's up to you?" She said.
