A heart felt thanks and love goes to JuLLie for the editing help, keeping me on track with the actual events and allowing me to share my birthday with others. This story would not have been possible without her.
John always enjoyed his drive to JuLLie's house. The scenic winding roads of rural New York combined with the hum of his sports cars engine were relaxing and sometimes an adrenaline rush. However today the 20-minute drive from his marina on Lake Ontario to JuLLie' s seems to take forever. You see today was John's birthday and he was excited about spending it with the love of his life.
So just what were their plans for the evening? Both JuLLie and John are very spontaneous and neither likes making the so-called, ‘Set in Stone' plans. They talked of an intimate dinner at a local restaurant or JuLLie may fix one of her Italian dishes and eat in. John really didn't care; he just wanted to spend it with JuLLie.
Though they've only been together a little over 6-months, acting like twins who seem to be of one mind they're so compatible. NOW, when it comes to making love …… WELL, let me tell you, it's like they have a sixth sense of each others needs, where pleasing one another becomes their inner most desire. The desire to please is so overwhelming that it's difficult to find the words to adequately express their experience. In a feeble attempt to describe their experience the words incredible or extraordinary still fall short in reality. Sex becomes a journey of exploration where foreplay is savored as though sacred and is elevated to an art form. John and JuLLie take extreme pleasure traveling through wave after pleasurable wave towards orgasm. Every touch holds the excitement of their very first touch. With each caress, they're seeking to give as much pleasure as possible to the other pursuing and ascending to higher and higher plateaus of ecstasy.
Knowing this background is it any wonder why John is so anxious to get to her house.
"Finally," John sighs.
Turning off the main road he heads up the hilly driveway. Filled with an anxious excitement he parks the car and walks up the paving brick walkway to the house. With the dinner hour rapidly approaching he remembers their potential plans and briefly diverts his attention to his watch.
Looking up as he reaches the front porch, he stops dead in his tracks, his smile quickly wiped from his face, "What the hell?" He questions, finding a note taped on the front door. His heart sinking fast as he pulls the note from the door but his smile returns as quickly as it had left.
The note simply said, "Welcome John. Come in, I'll meet you in the den in shortly."
Opening the double oak doors and stepping into the foyer he could hear music playing softly down the hall. Immediately he took notice of the dim lighting and lavender scented candles.
Following his instructions he headed towards the den finding the curtains drawn, a fire in the fireplace and a single chair in the middle of the room with another note pinned to the cushion. This one written on her personal heart filled lavender stationary reads,
"Relax…. be patient…kick your shoes off, gaze at the fire, enjoy the music I will be with you soon. Ohhhhhhhhhh I almost forgot Happy Birthday Lover," she had written and including a little smiley face among the hearts.
"Sure it's my birthday, but a fire in the fireplace on August 1st in the early evening with the air conditioning on. What on earth is she up too?", he quizzically questioned.
With the seconds passing like minutes and the minutes like hours, "Well," he said to himself, "There are no other cars outside and there's nowhere for anyone to hide in here, other than under the desk. So I guess it isn't a surprise party."
(In real time John had only been waiting about 2 minutes but his anxious energy made it feel like hours alone in the den.)
At that moment, hearing a sound John turned towards the hall just in time to be totally captivated by JuLLie closing the French doors behind her. "I hope I didn't keep you waiting," she smiled, "Mind if I CUM and join you," she said with a distinct emphasis on CUM.
It was a jaw dropping sight, her hips swaying to the music immediately sending a sexual tingle through his body. "Please do ‘CUM' in," John smiled.
Appearing to float across the room stopping between John and the fireplace. She's wearing a very revealing fishnet mini dress with matching G-string and, when I say net I mean it was a crocheted net, further accented by sheer thigh high black stockings. John hadn't seen her quite like this before, a goddess, a woman so sensuous and sexy she could have made a eunuch cum.
Watching her move across the floor was breathtaking in itself. Literally, his breathing became stuttered leading to a stirring that reached deep into his soul. Her every move appeared to be in slow motion; the net caressing and highlighting her curves… the perfect expanse of flesh between the nylon tops and hem excited him. In his mind there was no other description to compare this lovely vision other than, art in motion.
She wasn't hot, she was sizzling; JuLLie's fair skin made the perfect contrast to the 3" squares of black fishnet. Her soft skin moving beneath the net playing peek-a-boo with his glances was serving only to heighten his desires not to mention stir up his sexual juices.
Slowly swaying her hips to the music, adding a little sexual bump and grind, she slowly works her toes up the inside of his leg reaching his ever hardening cock …… gliding her nylon clad toes over his balls brings her foot to rest on top of his leg.
Visible through the nylons are her perfectly polished red toenails.