It was 10p on Friday night and we were home for date night. It was just going to be us tonight in the house..... a fact not lost on me!
I got down to the basement first and was hanging out on the couch looking for music and some candles for ambiance. You came down the steps looking smoking hot! As you slowly strutted down the hardwood steps the first thing my senses caught was the clacking sound of heels slowly moving their way down the steps, very slowly, intentionally so as if you were making a point! I had the basement darkened so it was going to be a little difficult to see what came next, but as my eyes adjusted, I noticed not just your feet and legs, but your nylon covered feet and legs. As you continued down the steps, each part of you was getting better and better and the big smirk on your face knew it! The rest of you was clothed in a form fitting pencil skirt with a zippered back, a loose fitting buttoned up top and a sexy pair of thigh highs going up from your heels underneath your skirt. I had to use my imagination for a while to guess where the stocking stopped, your naked thighs began and what was under that skirt, I was guessing and hoping it was a silky thong!
We sat on the couch for a little while talking and laughing with an occasional kiss and touch with some music playing in the background. You occasionally sipped on the drink I had poured. I was working on loosening you up for what was to come. You were trying to be subtle and not at the same time that there was nothing under your top except your breasts and nipples readying to be loved on... But that would have to wait... In mid-kiss there was a knock at the door!!! Why was there a knock? There's not supposed to be a knock at this hour on a Friday night! But this night there was supposed to be a knock and it was right on time. I suggested you should get up and see who was at the door. You stood up, adjusted yourself and headed to the door. I could sense a feeling of nervous excitement coming from you as to what, or who was on the other side of the door.
As you opened the door, your eyes were drawn to a very good looking, well-built latin man appearing to be in his late 20's maybe early 30's with dark brown eyes, shoulder length black hair, a build that indicated he worked out but not too muscular in a slim fitting 3 piece suit. He was holding a flower in one hand and a small bag in the other. He asked if you were Samantha, you said yes and he gave you the flower, a small kiss on the hand and cheek and asked if he might come in. You quickly figured out that you had been set up for something, but not sure what. You looked back over at me and I shook my head yes to let him in. He commented on how beautiful you looked and gave you another small kiss on your other cheek. I could tell you were having a hard time collecting yourself and were a combination of aroused and confused. I suggested we all sit down on the couch and catch our breaths for a moment or two.
The young man introduces himself as Luciano but you could call him Luc or Luca for short and he was here at my request to be your entertainment for the night. He wanted to do a special strip dance for you if you would like that. You nervously shook your head yes. He asked again, could he dance for you and this time you gave a very excited yes please! Luc wanted to have a closer look at his beautiful audience, so he gently took you by one hand and slowly lifted you off the couch and gave you a very seductive, slow twirl that ended with your back pressed up against his chest where he proceeded to give you a little kiss on your neck. I could see your knees buckling a little and saw your eyes close with a slight pant when he did this. You looked over at me still sitting on the couch as if to say are you ok with this to which I gave a reassuring nod. Luc insisted that we find you a special seat of honor to watch his performance, so we got you a chair to sit in and I moved off back on the couch. I knew how that was starting, the bigger question was how was it going to end?
