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Game Night part 1

He greeted her at the front door before she could even step across the threshold. It had been an exhausting day and she jumped at his sudden presence. “OH! You startled me. Hello Sweetheart,” she said as she leaned in to gently kiss him. She was again startled when both his hands encircled her body, one at the waist and one grasping the back of her neck. He leaned in and took her mouth with such deep pressure and passion. She felt her whole body relaxing into his unexpected welcome home.

When he released her, he grabbed the briefcase and jacket from her hands, stepped back and decisively commanded “You have exactly one hour. You are to go up to the bedroom, relax, bathe, eat and dress. You will find everything you need waiting for you. I will expect you to enter my study at exactly 6:30. Do you understand your instructions?”

With a look of curious bewilderment, a smile stretched across her lips and she replied with a very soft, “Yes, Sir.” With those words, he stepped aside and she headed straight up the stairs to the Master Bedroom. She gasped lightly when she entered the room. Everything was bathed in the most beautiful glow from what seemed like 100 candles flickering around the room. There was a small, round table sitting in the center with a dainty white iron chair beside it. On the table sat a plate of all the specialty meats she adored from the deli on the other side of town. The plate also held an assortment of cheeses, crackers, fruits and nuts. There was a lovely glass of chilled wine and a bowl with the most tempting of chocolates beckoning to her taste buds. She grinned wickedly as she placed one of the chocolates in her mouth, knowing she was sampling the dessert first. The grin quickly melted as the delicate confection did the same across her tongue. She didn’t know if she had ever had anything so unbelievably decadent and delicious. She wanted to sit and partake of everything, but first she wanted to look around the room more.

She next noticed beautifully wrapped boxes on the bed. She carefully began by opening the largest one first. In it was a black dress, made of the most luxurious fabric she had ever laid her fingers upon. It looked to be the perfect fit. She carefully laid it upon the bed and reached for the next box. In it was a pair of perfect black patent-leather pumps with a heel, she thought, just slightly higher than she would have chosen, but wearable. Placing those gently on the floor, she grabbed a third box. The treasure she found inside it was a pair of exquisite stockings and a matching black lace garter belt. She couldn’t help but smile coyly at the naughty thoughts they conjured up in her mind. She laid the fine hosiery next to the dress on the bed and reached for the final hidden treasure. The black velvet box under the wrapping paper gave her pause before opening it. When she did, she was awe struck by the choker length of perfect pearls that she now held in her hand. It was the one thing she had always longed for, but never requested. They were impeccable, and she felt her eyes begin to brim with tears. She placed the necklace back in the velvet box and placed the box alongside the other lovely gifts. She turned to explore further.

She walked through the door into the Master Bathroom. She was instantly captured by the scent of her favorite rose oils wafting from the bathtub. Her soaking claw foot tub had been an absolute must when they built the house. She had always wanted that feeling of luxury, and no money was spared for this little indulgence. The tub was full of glistening hot water, the oils and beautiful rose petals floating on the glassy surface. She was giddy with excitement as she stripped off her work clothes and dipped her toes into the water. “Oh! Very warm,” she whispered as she slowly climbed in and sank below the steaming surface. She tilted her head back, inhaled deeply and felt the stress of the day slowly disappear into the comforting warmth of the water.

To be continued…..

(This post was inspired by a friend of mine. I hope he likes it.)

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14 thoughts on “Game Night part 1

  1. BallsyBilly on said:

    Great stuff! I’m sure your friend loves it & can’t wait for more 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

  2. I love the details…..I can feel myself right there……I need to read more…..

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