Setting everything out just the way I wanted took quite
some time.
I started in the bedroom by first placing a kitchen chair
next to the bed. I set out the handfuls of candles I had gathered
in various positions around the room, creating soft gentle
reflections. I stripped the bed of it’s used linen and replaced
it with the new ‘so-soft’ sheets. To add more allure I sprayed
the linen with my perfume knowing that it would wreak havoc
with your senses.
To complete the seduction I replaced the white light bulb
in the bedside lamp with a soft glowing red one. The bedroom
complete, I turned my attention to my own preparation.
I filled the tub with hot water while adding bubble bath
and soft oils. I intended to indulge myself a little. I had
the time, so I took a long hot soak. I felt the texture of my
skin softening as the oils worked their magic.
Having soaked for a while, I continued with my preparation. A
new razor soon had my legs silky smooth and free of stubble
I washed and conditioned my long, dark blonde hair, leaving
it soft in texture and with a silky sheen.
Tipping my fingers with my favourite perfumed lotion,
I covered my whole body with its fragrance, touching every
gentle curve and slope of my body.
I imagined my hands were your hands. I sighed softly, enjoying
every moment, knowing that, as always, to build my own desires
would later allow the flood of my passions to wash away any
resistance you might have.
I chose my clothing carefully. A tight, very short black
skirt, wide black belt, white blouse, black silk thong
with matching bra, and black stay up, thigh high sheer nylons.
I glanced into the mirror before slipping on a pair of high
heel shoes. On cue, I heard the knock on the door.
I met you at the door and covered your lips with a hot, searing
kiss. I felt your body melt into mine. Without saying a word,
I led you into my bedroom. I slipped your shirt from off your
shoulders, and tossed it into the corner; your pants and
underwear quickly followed.
I gently pushed you into the chair and proceeded to tie your
hands behind your back with the belt from my bathrobe. I
glanced down at your crotch, noting your semi-hardness
and then at the puzzled look on your face that clearly wondered
what was on my mind.
After making sure the makeshift bond was secure, I walked
over to the stereo and turned on the CD player. My carefully
selected music, with its sultry, sexy beat began to play.
My hips began to move in time with the music.
I danced slowly over to where you sat. You looked helpless
but I watched your eyes widen as you began to realise that
this could be a night that you would long remember.
My body continued to sway to the music, my hips swivelling
slowly to the beat. I ran my hands through my hair, down my
neck, before sliding my finger tips over my breasts, slowly,
sensuously. I began to unbutton my shirt, lingering over
each button, drawing out the moment when the fabric would
finally slide from my shoulders and fall from my body.
I felt your gaze and its imaginary heat on my bare shoulders
as your eyes moved to the lace and silk bra that cupped my
firm, ample breast. My erect nipples poking through the
fabric would not have escaped your critical eye. The thought
of you looking heated my skin to white hot, and I felt the
first spurt of wetness between my legs
I continued to dance while leaning forward, showing you
my covered behind. My skirt rode up as I bent over letting
the damp lace of my thong show. I smiled as I thought of how
the sight of my thong covered pussy and my exposed, firm
round ass cheeks would torture your mind. That thought
brought more wetness to my flooded pussy.
I straightened, still swaying to the sound of the music.
I slowly unbuckled my belt, then teased you with a feel of
the leather by running it across your bare shoulders; knowing
that my firm, lace covered tits were just out of the reach
of your hungry lips. I taunted you by swaying to the music
yet staying just out of reach. I heard you sigh.
I made much of taking off my skirt, moving it down inch by
tantalising inch, revealing the thong and stay up nylons.
I stood there for a minute, wearing nothing more than the
bra, thong, nylons and the high-heeled shoes. With my skirt
pooled at my feet, your eyes drank in my beauty, longingly,
lustily.
I danced over to you, and straddled your lap while continuing
to move my hips to the music, grinding against your hardness.
You caught your breath. I smiled, feeling the total control
that I had over you tonight; control that I intended to use
well.
I undid my bra, letting the straps fall from my shoulders
before slowly revealing each silky, smooth orb with its
pert, light brown nipple. I cupped my breasts in my hands
as an offering, your tongue flicked out to tease.
I let you have your fun, just for a moment, knowing that too
much of this sweet torture would undo all my careful planing,
perhaps even bringing an end too soon to this night.
I continue to grind against you, seeing the warm wetness
that soaked my thong coat your skin.