Elisabeth boarded the train and chose a seat at the back of the car. The last seat always felt cozy and isolated, a good place to sit and think with little distraction. She settled in and opened the small bag she wore on her waist and removed a small envelope. She slipped a card out of it and read the hand written note with a smile. She'd read it several times that day. Each time she read it, warm flashes of excitement filled her and made her smile. Seth had left the note for her before leaving early that morning. He had several appointments in the city and would be there all day. The note said, "Meet me in the lounge at the Plaza at 8:00." Below that was a hand-drawn heart, a simple symbol that said so much.
The train ride to the city took about forty minutes, enough time for her thoughts to wander, wondering what was in store this evening. Seth always came up with delicious surprises. Whether a well planned scenario or a spur-of-the-moment adventure, it was sure to be titillating. Even that little note aroused her and filled her with erotic anticipation. What was his plan? She thought back over the last week trying to recall their conversations. Did any of them contain a hint as to what he was up to?
Elisabeth's thoughts wandered to playtimes they'd had in the past, to the countless nights parked at their favorite secluded beach, playing in and out of the car; or one of their road trips. She recalled a particularly favorite trip they took. They were driving on the highway late at night. As she often did, Elisabeth was playing for Seth as he drove, caressing her breasts and fondling her pussy. She caught the attention of a truck driver and teased him as they drove down the highway, eventually leading the trucker into a rest area where Seth invited him to get a closer look at Elisabeth.
Then she thought about the times they would go to a club and role play as strangers. Elisabeth would go in alone, Seth following a little later. They never knew where these encounters would lead. Seth would approach her and start a conversation, then they would create their personas "on-the-fly" as their conversation progressed. The topic would inevitably come around to sex. They would tease each other with suggestive remarks or recount imagined past sexual encounters. Eventually, they would leave together and have sex somewhere outside or in the car. On occasion, if Seth waited a long time before going into the club, Liz may have started talking to another man and they would work him into their play and Liz would invite both of them to enjoy her.
Her thoughts drifted from one sweet memory to another, savoring the cherished moments. She marveled at how, after more than thirty years, their erotic explorations were still as fresh and exciting as when they first found each other. What would tonight bring?
Liz was brought back to reality by the announcement that the train was arriving at her stop. "Okay, get it together here," she said to herself and laughed softly as she stood up and turned to the exit immediately behind her. The warm night air was refreshing after being in the relative stuffiness of the train car. paused and ran her fingers through her light brown hair, pushing it off her shoulders to hang down her back. Her body was lithe and firm, her medium-sized breasts just full enough to produce an alluring jiggle when she walked. Her hips curved gently out from her waist and down to her toned slender legs.
The hotel was only a few blocks away. As Liz made her way down the walkway to the street, she passed a man sitting on a bench tapping on his cell phone. He looked up and gave her more than a glance and smiled at her. She knew she looked good, and sexy. She wasn't wearing a bra, and as she walked the material of her silk top caressed her nipples, making them hard and easy to discern through the clinging material. Liz returned his smile and pulled her shoulders back a little, pushing her breasts out further for him to admire. As she walked away she imagined him looking at her ass. She exaggerated the movement of her hips slightly, her light cotton skirt swaying with each step.
Liz took her time walking to the hotel, enjoying the anticipation of an evening of play. She thought about how well Seth knew every contour of her body; how skilled he was at arousing her with the subtlest of touches; how she liked the feel of his soft trimmed beard on her belly and her thighs when he laid his head between her legs. Soon it would be more than just a reverie.
Liz paused at the entrance of the hotel, smiled to herself and took a deep breath. She stepped inside and looked around. The lobby was relatively quiet - less than a dozen people checking in, going out for the night, or going to dinner in the dining room to the left. On the right was the lounge. Liz stepped in and looked for Seth. Although the room was dimly lit by candles and soft lighting, she immediately spotted him at a table in the far corner. She looked there first knowing they always liked the cozy spots. Even across the room, she could see the familiar twinkle in his eye that he always said was a reflection of her. Liz walked to the table and slid in beside him on the richly upholstered bench. She leaned over and kissed him, putting her hand on his thigh. "Hi...", she said softly.
Seth smiled and held her with his eyes. "Hi Baby. You look great, as always." He put his arm around her waist and pulled her closer, then slid his hand up to the side of her breast. "How was the train ride?", he asked.
"I enjoyed it. I had plenty of time to think about you and your note. So what's your plan?" Liz smiled suggestively, initiating their usual verbal teasing.
Seth raised his eyebrows in mock nonchalance. "Nothing special. I just thought it would be nice to do something different - like spending an evening in the city."
A four star hotel wasn't the type of place that they would normally go. Their favorite pastime was parking at a quiet beach or in a park and playing in Seth's pick-up truck. Neither of them were really city people, but going somewhere different like this added some excitement. They were completely anonymous here and could be whoever they wanted to be.
"Want something to eat or drink?" Seth asked.
"Hmm...I'm not hungry, but I think I'll have some brandy. Are you hungry?"
"Yeah..." Seth smiled and slid his hand up her leg and nestled it between her thighs. He gestured to the waiter.
"Hi...can I get you something?" the waiter said as he eyed Elisabeth, trying to steal a glance at her breasts. Elisabeth didn't even have to try to arouse men's interest. Her sensuality was almost palpable to anyone near her. She wasn't "drop-dead gorgeous", but what made her attractive was that her eyes hinted at a smoldering sexuality behind her round, youthful face.