Don opened his eyes Sunday morning to look upon the still sleeping female form next to him. The covers had been kicked off, revealing her naked body. He gazed at her soft curves as she lay mostly on her back, her breasts rising and falling with each breath she took. He actually had to stop for a reflective moment to comprehend he was not home and not in bed with his wife. The hardest part of the reflection was to comprehend the woman lying with now, in this Las Vegas hotel suite, wanted to be with him. She had come from Canada to be with him.
He felt her warm body against his and it was such a wonderful feeling. He then found himself thinking of the previous evening's activities. Those thoughts caused a bit of stir in his groin, for it had been some of the most robust sex he'd had in a very long time. Nevertheless he had plans for the morning and he needed to get moving before his lover awoke.
He eased out of their bed.
His new lover moved just a bit but then settled back into her blissful looking slumber. He first went out to the living room to call down to room service and then he jumped in the shower of the second bathroom.
Carla awoke as the warm sunlight touched her face.
She slowly opened her eyes and looked to her right. At first her heart sank when she realized her lover was not there, but then she noticed an envelope on his pillow. She sat up and reached for her glasses on the nightstand. She looked back and saw it was Bellagio hotel stationary. It was marked "For My Lady".
She smiled as she never tired of that moniker, 'My Lady'. It was the way he had opened most of his e-mails to her over the last few months.
Sitting up, she opened the envelope and read the enclosed note:
Carla,
Last night, truly this entire weekend, has been a fantasy come true. Every time I think of your luscious body pulling me deeper inside of you, I feel the hardness return to my manhood. You make me feel things I had forgotten I could feel. I want to continue to feel them and to feel you with me the rest of our weekend together.
Relax until I return. I've gone to plan our activities for tonight. Enjoy your quiet time. I've also ordered breakfast and it may arrive before I get back. Don't wait for me. Eat while it's hot. (...I'll look forward to eating you while you are hot a little later!)
It is my sincere hope to find you naked and sipping your morning cup of coffee and waiting for my return.
Your Lover,
Don
Carla had tears in her eyes by the time she finished reading her lover's note. Maybe there really was more to their relationship than just a few months of passionate e-mails and chats. The weekend had been incredible so far she thought to herself. Don had been as incredible as she'd fantasized. She grabbed for his pillow and was about to roll over in their king-sized bed with her arms and legs wrapped about 'him' when...
A knock came at the door.
"Room service!" A deep voice called from the hallway.
Carla wiped her eyes with the sheet and got out of bed with a broad grin across her face, remembering Don had ordered breakfast. He was not only a wonderful writer and fantastic lover, he was also a gentleman. Halfway to the door she stopped and looked down to realize she was still very naked. She went back to retrieve the hotel robe on the chair and pulled it around herself on the way back. Lifting up on her tiptoes, she looked through the peephole and saw a young man in a sharp white hotel staff uniform just as he knocked again.
She jumped back startled. Another grin crossed her red lips as she took a breath, brushed back her long blonde bangs and opened the door.
"Room..." The tall young man froze as his eyes looked down upon Carla. As he did his eyes widened and his jaw slowly dropped.
Carla was a bit freaked out as he continued to leer at her. That is until she looked down at herself. Now she was freaked for sure. Her left breast was hanging out of her robe. Somehow in her haste to pull her robe on she had not wrapped herself well. She took another big breath, smiled and pulled her robe over her partly bared body.
"Good morning," she said as she looked back up and smiled.
"Uh, Good morning, ma'am." The smartly dressed young man recovered and asked, "May I bring in your breakfast?"
"Yes, sure. Please." She politely replied and stepped aside.
Carla eyed the handsome young man as he wheeled in the breakfast cart. She sneaked a peak at his backside as he bent over and arranged the dishes. She bit her lower lip and grinned. She mischievously wondered if a boob shot was enough for this young stud to have to go off and take care of himself. She wanted to look between his legs for that telltale bulge when he turned around. She closed her eyes. She knew she was too full of herself, thinking that every man would get off looking at her naked body as easily as Don had this weekend. Maybe this boy had a girlfriend on the hotel staff he could sneak off with sooner rather than later if indeed he was hard up.
She totally smiled inside and out. She smiled for she knew she had Don and now she could hardly wait for him to return. And if she was lucky, she'd soon feel the magic only his body could bring her.
"Ma'am, uh ma'am," the young man's voice finally came to her in her lust filled trance.
"What? Yes? Uh, what?" Carla nervously stumbled over her words.
"Is there anything else I can get you?" It was his turn to grin as he, not so subtly, looked down at her robe where once she had been exposed.
Carla swore he was trying too hard to see if he could get another look at her chest. Of course, she was doing the same, but not wanting to be as obvious about looking downward between his legs.
"Oh, yes, I mean no thank you." Carla tugged her robe around her a little tighter. "Oh wait." She went off to get her purse and retrieved a few bills, not knowing if they were ones, fives, or anything else but she came back and handed them to her admirer.
