You are sitting in your office late Friday afternoon; the end of a long day at the end of a very long week. You look up from your desk and see a very attractive young woman approaching. She is tall and slender, dressed in a black pencil skirt and a white, almost sheer blouse. Her straight shoulder length red black hair frames a face devoid of expression. She opens your office door and walks across to your desk. Before you can speak, she hands you an envelope then turns and leaves, without saying a word. Puzzled, you watch her walk away for a few seconds before looking down at the envelope in your hand.
The envelope is stark white and made from a very thick, luxurious paper that feels wonderful under your fingers. Typed on the front in black, flowery print is one word, "Querida". This is your first clue that the envelope is from me. A slow smile spreads across your face. The brat is up to something, you think.
You turn the envelope over and see a small picture of red lips in the middle; a little kiss for you. Still smiling, you open the flap, releasing a wave of lavender scent, which you inhale, your eyes closing briefly. This is your second clue that the envelope is from me. You chuckle at my cheekiness in choosing that particular scent.
You slide out a single sheet of white paper the same size and texture as the envelope. Typed on it in black script is an address, a time and, at the bottom, one word; "Brat". Now you definitely know that it's from me. You grin, wondering what I'm up to. Something sexy, you think.
You arrive at the address a little before the stated time and stare at the double glass doors, tinted too dark for you to see through. A little apprehensively you push them open and enter the building. The room you enter gives no indication of what happens there. It is empty except for the reception desk in front of you. The walls are all soothing shades of peach and rose. The carpet so thick and soft your feet sink into it as you walk to the desk. There is a little gold bell sitting on top, you reach out and ring it. A tall, slender woman with blue black hair pulled tightly into a French knot comes in through a door behind the desk. Like the messenger, she is dressed in a black pencil skirt and a sheer white blouse.
"Hello," she says, "Can I help you?"
"Ummm, yes," you reply, and pass her the envelope.
She reads the message and then smiles at you; and she is stunningly beautiful with that smile, so beautiful she takes your breath away. She walks to a door at the side of the room and opens it, revealing a hallway behind. You hadn't even noticed the door before. "This way," she says, indicating you should precede her. You take a breath and step through.
You stand just inside the door and wait while she closes it. The hallway is long and completely white, the carpet is thick and lush, reminding you of shag pile. She leads you down the hall to a door at the very end. She opens it and gestures for you to enter. When you do, she closes the door behind you leaving you alone.
You stand just in the doorway and your eyes widen in amazement. The most prominent feature of the room is the roman style bath taking nearly all the available space. There are columns spaced down each side and steam rises in transparent clouds above the water. It is beautiful and inviting and you love it.
You see a movement out of the corner of your eye and turn your head. I am reclining, naked, on a raised, bedlike platform, on cushions which are a deep, deep blue. I am surrounded by four girls each in a short little dress made of a sheer fabric, their bodies full and sexy beneath. I am smiling at you. You inhale sharply in arousal at the sight of me. I get up, the girls standing and moving to positions against the wall as I do. I walk slowly toward you and you meet me half way.
"What is this?" you ask, sliding your arms around my middle and pulling me close.
I smile, "You've been working too much," I say, "You need some pampering." I lean in and kiss you long and lingering, twisting my tongue with yours. When I break the kiss, you have a huge smile on your face. I gesture with my hand and the girls run over and slowly remove your clothes. You don't take your eyes off mine the whole time, nor do you stop smiling. "Brat," is all you say with a smile once your clothes are off. I laugh and pull you to the water.
We walk down the steps hand in hand. When we get to the bottom, I let go and swim away from you, laughing. You laugh too, but move to sit on the wide bench at the side, relaxing in the warm water. I see that you're not going to play and laugh again, but I swim back to you, unable to stay away.
I swim up to you, sliding onto your lap and putting my legs around behind you, pulling myself in close. "Mmmmm," is all you say before putting your lips to mine, kissing me gently, your arms holding me close. "Mmmm,' I moan in reply, closing my eyes.
Your lips feel so good, your body so sexy as you move against me. You deepen the kiss, sliding your tongue between my teeth. I slide my hands slowly up to frame your face, then slide my fingers through your hair. You moan into my mouth. I press myself closer, rubbing my breasts against yours, moaning as sensation shoots through my body.
"Oh god, hun," you say when we pull apart. I can feel your heart beating fast against my chest. Mine is beating just as fast. I slowly caress your face, gently running my thumb across your lips, before sliding my hand down to caress and hold your breast. I groan at the weight and feel of you. You pull me in closer for another kiss, this one fiery and passionate; your tongue pushing into my mouth to twist and rub with mine.
Your hands slide restlessly up and down my back. Your tongue dives in and out of my mouth. I am so aroused by you I can't keep still, wriggling and moving on your lap as shivers and tingles go up and down my body, inflaming my mind. I groan, pressing my body against yours.
You slide your hand around and in between my legs teasing my pussy lips. I break the kiss and groan, needing you so much. My head falls onto your shoulder as your fingers slide between my pussy lips and lightly across my clit. "Mmmmm," we moan together. I kiss my way down from your shoulder to the swell of your breast, cupping you in my hand as my lips explore. I take your nipple into my mouth as your fingers slide into my wet warmth.
"Mmmmm," I groan around your nipple, sucking harder, making you shudder. Your thumb finds and rubs my clit, sending shivers up my spine. I find your other nipple with my fingers and rub and pull it, while sucking firmly on the one in my mouth. I suck for long, aching minutes, making you moan and wriggle and sigh. I increase the pressure and you groan, your body tensing. I know you are going to cum soon, so I suck and pull harder. Your fingers stop moving inside me and your second hand clutches my arse. I take your nipple between my teeth with just enough pressure to tantalize. I pull your nipple out and you cum; softly, gently. I release your nipple and drop light kisses across your skin.
I lift my head and kiss you, softly, gently on the lips, looking in your eyes. "Mmmm," you smile against my mouth. Your fingers start to move inside me again, your thumb rubbing circles around my clit. I groan and move, making it easier for you to touch me. I feel your other hand on my cheek as you hold my head and kiss me hard; at the same time squashing my clit with your thumb. I cum, my body undulating in waves radiating from your fingers. "Oh yes," I breathe against your lips as I slowly float back to reality. We sit and bask in each other's glow for long minutes, wrapped in each other's arms.
