The living room of the cottage is warm and inviting, the lighting is low, there's a fire blazing in the grate, I've got us a bottle of champagne which is nestled in the wine cooler, your favourite red wine is open and breathing, the fizz hasn't been opened yet, I'm saving that for when you arrive, so I'm savouring a gin and tonic, trying to read a paper, but honestly slightly distracted by the promise of the delights that are yet to come.
Ding dong.... I open the door and oh my good god you never disappoint me, a dark green Japanese style wrap dress, which barely covers your scrappy black bra, I know there will hold ups under there and, oh dear lord, those gold heeled Jimmy Choos as ever, just the look of you, with that salacious smile on your face makes me hard, and S looks fantastic a simple red dress, I'm guessing stockings and matching red heels, we've not met before, but you've sent me photographs of her, and she's even lovelier in real life.
You squeal in greeting as I usher the pair of you into the cottage and plant a great big kiss on my lips. S is slightly behind you and steps forwards, we kiss each other and she gently grazes her fingers over my groin in response to my cheeky little squeeze of her ass, encouraged I run my tongue over her lips and they part inviting me in, my left hand remains on her ass as my right wanders over her breast and my thumb, grazes a nipple, she then coyly pulls away, grabs the bottle of champagne, opens it with a gentle hiss and pours us all a glass.