The movement of one another's bodies seems to play off the other as we danced to the rhythm of the music that night on the dance floor. Fueled by too many drinks, we danced slowly and with purpose... to turn each other on. Our hips gyrated in circles and slide up and down against one another. Our hands wander... touching our partner in places where the crowd cannot see. It's a dangerous game but a game we play so well.
My hand embraces yours and we walk steadily toward the door. We're going home but not to end the night. In fact, the hours of drinking and dancing were just foreplay... a prelude to what was to come.
As the doorman swings open our cab door, we take a moment to enjoy the cool night air on our sweaty bodies. It's almost refreshing as well as erotic. It has just freshly rained and the city streets are damp and seem to sparkle as the headlights of the cab pave the way home. We continue to kiss on the way... only occasionally catching a glimpse of the cabbie watching us in the rear view mirror. We smile... knowing... fueling us further to give him something memorable. A vision to spark lust... a desire to make passionate love to his wife that night...
The ride is over and we're at our hotel. The cab door closes shut and we're alone on a city street. It's begun to rain again but we hardly notice. The raindrops adding sensation to our kisses as we huddle near the canopy to the doorway. We could easily move towards its safety but the moment is too strong to spoil...
The door to our top floor room swings shut and the area is only illuminated by the moonlight that seems to wash through the hotel windows. We slowly undress one another... taking pleasure in each button until we stand naked before one another. The moonlight seems to dance off each other's bodies... playing on the water left from the rainstorm and off the shadows.
