She's in the tub, bubbles everywhere, candles scenting the room with vanilla; a flute of champagne rests by the tub. It's the champagne he sent her, saying how much he desires her and wants her. She loves the way he makes her feel - schoolgirl giddy. He's the handsome varsity linebacker, she's the hot little cheerleader ~ "oh we'll role play that, baby," she thinks in her mind. And she wants him so desperately, passionately she wants him. Taking a sip she hears the door open and she smiles. The bathroom door opens a crack and he steps in. It must have been a tough day, he looks like he ran a marathon, but there is that smile on his face.
He kneels by the tub and she wraps her arms around his neck; a soft, innocent kiss turns seductive and determined. The champagne has done its work and she has a buzz going, otherwise she would have jumped out of the tub and into his arms. She keeps kissing him and pressing her curvy body into his. He feels her hardening nipples and his hands begin to roam. Cupping her large soft breasts in his massive hands he plays with her nipples. She lets out a sigh that travels into his mouth. The scent and taste of champagne on her breath excites him and he moves his hands off her breasts, holding her tightly he lifts her out of the tub.
She giggles, she always giggles when he does something so stereotypically romantic, and it's a giggle of appreciation. Again she feels like a she did when she was young and here is the oh so attractive older man who finds her irresistible. Grabbing a towel he wraps her in it and begins to dry her, the cloth is sensuous against her damp, aroused and curvaceous body. She stops him before his wonderful touches make her cum yet again. Their eyes lock, no words need to be spoken. He lifts her in his arms and carries her to the bedroom.
Once on the bed, she undoes his pants and they crumple to the floor, followed by his blue silk boxers.
