Into the bathroom he stepped, handed me another written sheet of instructions and out he went. Confused, I read the first instruction, which simply said, "Meet me at the truck." I walked out of the bathroom to find my white lace ups. I decided that he meant for me to wear these to complete the outfit so I sat down on the bed and put them on. Then I walked out the door and to the truck, not sure what to expect when I got there. There he sat, calming waiting for me to arrive at the door of the vehicle. He very genteelly walked to my door opened it and picked me up and set me in the seat. Of course, he let his hand rest under the skirt a few seconds before he set me down. This caused more than a tingling sensation in my body but just as I thought it might develop into something more he removed his hand and set me down.
When he got in the vehicle he was extremely quiet, the silence becoming slightly uncomfortable, when he informed me that we would be traveling for awhile so I should get comfortable. Then he turned on the radio and said nothing else, leaving me to wonder what other surprises he had in store for me. It was apparent that a lot of thought had gone into this little endeavor, just how much would be revealed to me slowly, building the suspense and intensity of our most interesting adventure.
We arrived at our destination about half and hour later, a small dimly lit restaurant. We were seated in a small alcove booth; he directed me to the far side of booth and sat down next to me. He ordered our dinner and drinks, without even letting me see the menu. He let his left hand wander to my thigh, causing a tremor to run through my body. Slowly his hand traveled upward causing me to gasp when he reached my lacy panties. He let his fingers slip under the fabric and make soft circles on my swollen button. Just then, dinner was delivered and I covered my emotional state by concentrating on the meal. It was a wonderful pasta dish that I knew I would not be able to finish. He ate his meal, keeping the conversation light and refusing to answer any questions regarding our evening. I was still thinking about his hand under my skirt, so I could not really keep up the thread of a normal conversation. Oblivious to the state he had put me in by his actions; he seemed not to notice that I wasn't really listening well. When dinner was over he walked with me back to the vehicle and picked me to lift me into the seat. Instead of putting me right in, as he usually would have, he gave me a long, deep kiss, causing my body heat to rise instantly. Then he deposited me in the seat gently and hooked my seatbelt around me.
He climbed into the truck and started the engine, and again refused to answer any questions. After a few minutes he handed me another sheet of paper, on it was written only the words, "More will be revealed". This forced me in to a stunned silence and I asked no more questions. Twenty minutes later we pulled up in front of a beautiful hotel and stopped. He opened my door and told me "Stop worrying, everything is arranged." I guess the look on my face said volumes. He said nothing else and led me into the hotel, to a beautiful room. As we entered the room, I started to say how beautiful it was, when he stopped me with another deep kiss. Only this time, he pushed his tongue into my mouth, letting his hands slide down my body to the slits in the skirt. Just as I thought he was going to do more, he turned me around and slid a silk scarf over my eyes. He tied the scarf, making sure that it wasn't too tight.
Blindfolded and slightly disoriented, he led me from door over to the bed and stopped. He paused for several seconds, causing some fear to course through me, along with a large dose of anticipation. He finally spoke to me, "sit down", nothing more. Unaccustomed to such direct orders, I sat down immediately. He carefully removed my boots, and then moved his hands upward toward the top of my thighs. Slowly he began to remove the tights, after carefully taking them off, he stopped touching me. After several minutes, I must have looked somewhat bewildered because he started to laugh.
He then stood me up and gently began to undo the knot in the front of my shirt and I felt his hands reach around to the clasp on the bra. After removing these items, his hands lingered on my breasts causing the nipples to stand upright. Then he let his hands slide down to my panties and began removing them. As he slid them down my legs, he demanded that I step out of them. I did as I was told and waited for him to tell me what he wanted me to do next. I did not have to wait long, as he carefully laid me back on the bed.
