The Slow Seduction, part 1

A little gold anklet.

Soft music played in the background. The warm glow of candles lit the room. I dressed carefully while waiting for him to arrive.

Gently caressing my skin, I smoothed floral-scented lotion from head to toe, enjoying how my hands feel as they glide over my soft skin. Taking the time to shave my legs, I let the razor gently slid over my labia, leaving only a small heart-shaped patch of hair on the top of my soft mound.

A light spray of perfume across my belly, small earrings and a thin gold anklet. Black strappy heels completed the finishing touches.

My favorite silk dress, the color of deep red roses, slipped easily over my naked body, the hem settling just above my knees. The cool silk made my nipples hard, standing out against the smooth dress. The small heart-shaped patch between my legs disturbed the smooth silk, too.

My heart was racing in anticipation of his arrival. Moistness formed between my legs. I wanted to touch myself, but decided to instead enjoy the better pleasure of delayed satisfaction.

Just then, I heard his footsteps on the landing, followed by his heavy knock on the door. My breath caught in my throat.

I opened the door and was immediately pulled up against his hard body with one strong arm looped behind my back, his lips pressed against mine. His tongue explored my mouth.  His erection pressed hard against my stomach. He’d been thinking about this moment, too.

Suddenly I felt cool fabric against my closed eyes as he placed a blindfold over them. He backed us into the room and closed the door. He released his hold on me and I felt him step away.

A shiver went through my body as I heard the lock bolt.

(to be continued… The Slow Seduction, Part 2)