At 47 years old, I thought that I knew everything there was to know about sex and pleasure, giving and receiving. But, as I was to learn during one early spring evening in Cleveland, I really didn't know anything at all.
I had just completed the last day of a four day business meeting and had wandered into my hotel room thinking about packing my bags for the late-morning flight back home. Traveling with three others, the trip had been productive, and the night that I spent with Dani was etched deeply into my mind, a memory to be cherished, forever. Tomorrow, we would fly home, part at the airport, she would go back to her husband and I to my wife. All would be well in the outside world and the time spent together would sooth our inside worlds for awhile.
Earlier that evening, the four of us enjoyed a light dinner at the hotel restaurant. Scott and Eric were engaged in a very spirited conversation about our local college football team. My mind was quiet and Dani continually stole glances into my eyes and flashed the beginnings of her beautiful smile. Scott and Eric were the first to rise from the table. As I started to stand, I felt Dani's foot step on top of mine. As I looked at her, she flashed the "wait" sign and I continued to sit for another minute or so. As the guys disappeared into the loud Embassy Suites lobby, Dani and I rose and walked out, together.
"I will be over at 8:00, if that is OK with you?" Dani seemed to be asking rather than telling, but I told her that I would be waiting. "Good", she replied, "I have something else to give you, and I think you'll want to keep it with you, forever."
Now that made my mind clutter with all kinds of crazy ideas and I couldn't help but to stand and stare at her as she walked away from me in the crowded lobby.
By 8:00, I was packed for the trip, except for the items I would need in the morning. My laptop snapped shut at 7:30 and I took a long hot shower and shaved, trying to be as fresh as I could be for the beautiful woman who was coming to give me another "present". I threw-on my gym shorts and "college" t-shirt (sorry, my small alma-mater must remain private, I don't want them to know what kind of a pervert they graduated) and sat in the "entry room" to wait for Dani. The anticipation was tough as my heart was pounding and I wondered what type of surprise I would receive, tonight.
Dani is a beautiful woman, 29 years old but with the body of someone 10 years younger. She has no kids and recently married a guy that she planned to start a family with. Her marriage was formed out of desperation as she knew that she was approaching 30, single, with little to show for her life. As a result, she was continually frustrated by the antics of her husband, someone who was obviously too immature to settle down. For this reason, we began talking about life and I became her trusted sounding board, her sanctuary as she called it. It seems that our conversations helped her cope with life and the sparse pieces of advice that I provided her from time to time, helped her reign-in her husband, giving her more of what she wanted at home.
The previous night, Dani had visited my room and provided me warm physical pleasure that she said matched the mental pleasure that I provided for her. This morning when we parted, she told me that she would be back, tonight, to give me a second helping of "sanctuary".
I was startled by the knock at the door and my heart was pounding as I opened it to greet her. She gave me her beautiful smile as she walked past me into the room.
"Tonight, I want to give you something that I don't think you've ever had. But, to receive this gift, you have to do what I ask you to do, nothing more and nothing less. I will use everything that I have to make this night the best that you have ever experienced." With these words, she took me by the hand (dumbfounded, I might add) and led me to the middle of the room.
"I'm yours" was all I could think to reply.