You receive a call from me, laying out my plans. The limo will be waiting for you after work. You are not to pack anything, all is taken care of. Just get in the limo, no questions asked. You trust me and comply. I can hear the excitement in your voice as you confirm my plans.
The limo is not what you expected. A black Ford Expedition, super stretched. Plasma TV, DVD, pillows and blankets, even a small refrigerator loaded with liquor. The driver tells you the destination... Niagara Falls.
Hours later you finally see the falls. Your excitement builds nearing the cascading waters. You weave through traffic, stopping in front of a beautiful hotel, down the street from the sparkling casino. A tall valet opens the door for you, holding your delicate hand as you descend from the limo. Walking into the hotel, a bellboy is waiting, holding a sign with your name scripted on it. With a smile he hands you a pass card, whispering our room number to you.
The staccato beating of your heart is pounding in your ears as you ride the elevator up to our floor. Soft music is playing, the car racing upwards. You step into the hallway and find a trail of rose petals leading down the hall. You follow the flowery path, trembling in excitement. The roses stop in front of an ornate door. From inside you can just hear music playing. You sum up all of your courage and hold your breath. You scan your card, and the door opens for you.
You are presented with an absolutely stunning view of the Canadian Falls. Multi-colored lights are dancing on the water cascading over the brink. Looking out over the crest of the falls you see a powerful storm rolling in. Large purplish-black clouds with lightning flashing in the distance.
I watch you for a few moments from the shadows. You are beautiful, blonde hair tied up, your sexily full butt stretching the tight black dress you are wearing. Black high heeled leather boots that shape your calves into the beautiful diamond shape I love so much.