We hadn't seen each other for over a month now. Even though we had been apart all that time I could never get her out of my head. Thoughts of her lips, her deep eyes, her silky hair haunted me day and night. And what's worse is Valentine's Day was fast approaching. I wanted to spend the entire day with her, holding her close to me, and bringing her to ecstasy for the entire day. But unfortunately I had to head out of town for several interviews with companies I had interest in working for in the near future.
After debating about what to do about Valentine's Day, I finally figured something out. Coming up was a pretty tough test. We both needed to study some but really we could go without since it was an open book. After mulling over the idea in my head for several days I finally decided to act upon it. I invited her over to study, but the how much studying would we really get done?
The day finally came in which we were supposed to study for our test. The test was the next day and well I really didn't want to study. I arranged several candles around my room lighting them as it approached the time in which she would arrive. On my desk sat a bottle of massage oil as well as some tasty treats for us to eat. The doorbell rang and my heart began to pound. I quickly threw on a nice shirt and walked towards the door. Opening it my heart skipped a few beats. There she stood wearing a red tank top and a black skirt that didn't reach her knees. She wore these sexy high heels that revealed plenty of her smooth and sexy feet. Her hair was perfectly in place as it always was and her eyes drew me into their depths.
"Wow you look absolutely fantastic," I exclaimed to her.
"You don't look too bad yourself. So what all do you want to go over for the test tomorrow exactly?"
"Well about that. I figured we both should be fine considering it's an open book test and all. So I kinda set up something a little bit nicer than studying." She looked at me; her curiosity peaked by my words. A smile spread across her face as we walked to my room.
Once in my room she finally saw what I had in mind. The candles lit up around the room cast a wonderfully romantic glow. On the floor a soft blanket was spread, with a pillow lying at one end of it I'm sure she figured everything out. Then she finally saw the massage oil sitting on my desk. Again she smiled wide and then she turned to me, "Do you mean to seduce me? Because if you do I'm all for it, after all how could I forget the last time we were alone?"