Game Night part 2
When she finally opened her eyes, she scanned the room for a clock. Her time was already half way over, so she had better get moving, because she didn’t want to be late. The oversized towel that had been placed within reach absorbed all the water from her now pinked skin. She reached for her satin robe hanging behind the bathroom door, but decided not to tie it around her waist. She wanted the fabric to freely move and the air to lightly blow across her exposed skin. The next tasks included a quick fix of her make-up and a slightly tussled up-do of the hair, just the way she knew he liked it best, and dabs of her very expensive French perfume, in all her secret warm spots.
She returned to the bedroom and sat at the lovely table. The first sip of wine was deliciously refreshing. She proceeded to partake in the wonderful flavors that had been laid out for her. He had remembered all her favorites. The thought made her smile. She ate some of all the goodies on the large plate, savoring each bite, but doing it in anticipation of another taste of the chocolate dessert still waiting for her. She leisurely reached and gently pinched another piece of the chocolate between her fingers. She slowly raised it to her lips, savoring the anticipation of it melting on her tongue. She parted her lips, extended her tongue and placed the confection lightly into her mouth. Her eyes closed as she let it slowly melt from the heat of her mouth and coat her tongue and throat. Decedent and exquisite were the only thoughts floating in her peaceful mind.
She opened her eyes to again search for a clock. Only ten minutes left to get dressed, so she arose and approached the bed. She stood for a few seconds just admiring the beautiful things that laid before her. The time and effort he had put into this made her smile and flush with a loving warmth. She felt completely loved, and completely loved him in return. She shed the silky robe and sat on the edge of the bed to slowly ease her legs into the delicate stockings. She began by gathering them down to the end, delicately pointing her toes and then slowly unraveling them up her calves, over her knee and up her thighs, resting just at the junction of her warm sex. Once both were on, she slid the black lace garter on and secured the stocking in the front and back of each leg. She couldn’t help but run her hands up and down each side, feeling the silky smoothness under her fingertips. She stood and slipped on the black dress. She felt oh so naughty at the feeling of the fabric against her braless breasts. Next, she slipped into the provided shoes and finally, clasped the pearls around her neck. She walked over to the full-length mirror and took a deep breath. Staring back at her was a beautiful woman about to meet the man of her dreams. She could already feel the heat and electricity pulsing through her perfectly attired body.
To be continued…..