We have arranged to meet at the parking lot so that we can be discreet. I have no sooner arrived than you pull up beside me. We exchange smiles as I walk to your car and open your door. I take your hand as you step up out of your car and then I take you in my arms.
I greet you with "Hello Beautiful", and then our lips meet as we have finally arrived at the next meeting that we have so longed for.
I feel the electricity flow through my body with the exhilaration of holding my lover and kissing her soft sweet lips. As we finish our kiss we smile at each other and gaze into each others eyes, each of us seeing the fire that is starting to burn brighter. I take your hand and we walk to my car. I open the door for you and you start to sit down, but stop seeing the single long stem rose on the seat. You reach down and bring the rose up and take a deep breath of its fragrance.
You turn to me and start to say, "Thank you", but I cannot resist myself and I take you in my arms again and I ever so softly kiss your lips and hold you close to me. I feel the passion within in me rise as if I am engulfed in a fire that only you can bring to me. As we finish the kiss I open my eyes and see you savoring the moment, your eyes are closed and your face is totally relaxed as a smile creeps onto your lip as you exhale you moan with satisfaction at the incredible feeling a light kiss can bring. You sit down in the seat and swing your legs into the car and I shut the door, move around the car, get in and we are off.
We drive to a quaint little Italian restaurant to have an early lunch. The shades are down and the lights are low to give it that evening feel. We sit at a table for two off in the corner where we can be alone. As we sit there I cannot help myself but stare at you. You are so beautiful, your face is radiant and I can see the flicker of the candle light in your eyes. You smile at me, seeing how my eyes are focused on you and a smile slowly appears on my lips as I take a deep breath to drink in the vision that is before my eyes.
The moment is broken as the waiter puts down menus and asks what we would like to drink. We tell him and then look at the menu to see what we would like. He is back with our drinks and then we order a light lunch. You hand him your menu and then lay your hand down on the table. I hand my menu to him and turn to look at you again.
I move my hand near yours and my finger tips ever so softly brush your skin. It is amazing how such a soft touch can send a flood of pleasure through your body. I see your body contract and the hair stand up on your arm to the pleasure of the tickle. Your lips part slightly and I hear you say, "Ah" and then you let out a little giggle.
I feel your foot brush against my leg and love the way you gently slide it up and down my calf. I put my other hand on the table palm up inviting you to give my your other hand. You do and I take both of your hands in mine.
I say to you, "I have dreamed about this meeting since our last one".
You smile and reply, "I know, I thought this day would never get here"!
I lay your hands palm up on the table and gently stroke both of them with my fingertips, starting at your wrist and ending at your fingertips. The feeling is taking your body and mind so much that I see your eyes close and you do even realize that you are moving your head to the left and making a slow circle down. At the bottom your lips part and a breath of air escapes in a weak, "Ooh". As your head gets back up to level you giggle again and pull your hands away from the tickle.
You say, "Stop it or I will have to jump you right here at the table!"
I smile a devilish smile back at you and reply, "Is that a threat or a promise!"
That question will have to be answered later as the waiter sets our food down on the table. I move the items out of the center of the table and lay my left hand down in the center. You put your left hand in mine and we hold and rub hands while we eat lunch and talk about what is going on in the world and or lives.
As lunch is wrapping up and the waiter is collecting the money you ask me what we are going to do next. I inform you that I have a very special surprise in store for you, but you will have to wait and see what it is. We leave the restaurant and walk to my car; I open the door for you and then let myself in on the other side. As I sit down I feel your hand on my knee and you thank me for lunch.
I say your welcome by turning to face you and softly kissing your lips again. We softly kiss several times before they start to increase in passion and pressure. As we kiss my hand finds yours and our fingers intertwine, I break away from our kiss and move our hands closer and I kiss the tips of your fingers.
I feel you rub the tip of your nose across my cheek and along my ear and then you softly kiss my earlobe. My head turns and my lips meet with yours again and we kiss with more passion and fire welling up within our beings. We break our kiss and look into each other's eyes and decide we better leave before we give anybody who might be watching a show they won't forget.
We drive for a little bit before pulling into the parking lot of a little motel. You glance at me with a part quizzical part apprehensive look starting to ask me why we are here. I turn and tell you to trust me a little bit and wink at you. You sit back not knowing whether to go through with my surprise or call it off. By now I have parked and have your door open and my hand extended to you. You look at me still not sure of what is happening, but you give me your hand and I lead you to a door to a room.
I open the door and you step in to find that I have my massage table set up in the center of the room, with oil lamps burning to light the room. There is a dozen roses sitting on the desk in a vase and there are rose petals on the floor and the air is softly scented with their smell. You turn to ask me something, but stop because I am standing by you holding out a big fluffy bathrobe.