You arrive at my room and are nervous and excited at the same time. You prepare to knock and you find yourself forgetting to breath. You then exhale and take in a deep breath as your hand gently knocks on the door. The door opens without hesitation and you recognize my face from the pictures I had sent to you. We smile simultaneously and embrace. The greetings are quick and you are invited into my room. I have unpacked some things but it appears I have just arrived. I have.
We are then off to your place exchanging small talk. I have you carry a small package as I another. You are wondering what these are and shake to investigate but to no avail. I tell you nothing but that I hope that you will enjoy them. Yes, both are for you. We arrive at your apartment and we sit on the couch. You are looking at me and evaluating me as I you. We are smiling entirely too much and the mood is almost static with electricity. I offer you the first gift and you tell me that I shouldn't have. As you tear open the wrapper, that looks like a child may have completed the task, you are amazed as you had not expected this. It is a......
And then I offer the second present. This one is lighter and a smaller box. As you recognize the box you know it is from Victoria's Secret... Lingerie. You look at me and see a devilish smile on my face. You tell me precociously that this gift is not for you, at all, but for Tim. I smile ear to ear as you hold it up and take a good look at it. It is a navy blue top that exposes the shoulders and matching bikini panty bottom with white cotton inlay. You look at it again and thank me and then look at the outfit again and then at me again. You offer to model it for me. I do not need to say a thing. You know.
You leave the room and tell me to come into the bedroom only when you call to me. I wait with anticipation. I am excited. Almost ten minutes pass and I am jumping out of my skin waiting. I hear you exit the bathroom and I smell light perfume. Finally, you call to me. I jump up and practically fall over myself trying to get to the door. I turn the handle and try my best to look cool and collected. My heart is racing like a school boy getting his first kiss. I am nervous.
As I open the door you are sitting on the edge of the bed. Your skin color stands out against the navy blue shirt and panty. You are leaning back on your right arm and hand and your left hand is resting on your lap almost to hide your belly from me. I am staring at you. My eyes do not blink. You look calm and in control. I look you up and down. There is only one thing a man is thinking when he looks at a woman in this fashion. You look down with demure. Your appearance says otherwise...
I absorb your femininity like a dry sponge and I shall ring it out to quench my thirst for you. Your hair is blond and parted in the middle. Your ears are just covered by the gold strands and your left eye is closer to your hair than the right. Your eyes are the color of an Autumn sky and seem to conflict with the sun in your hair shining even indoors and at night. But because your smile is so warm one cannot feel anything but comfort and welcome when before you. I look at the slope of your neck and how the navy blue jumps from your smooth skin over your delicate collar bone and shoulder. There is a slight shine on your shoulder and your head is just tilted to the same side. The straps hang on your shoulders comfortably and as you lean back I see the outline of your breasts. They are pert and I can see your nipples are hardened and reaching toward me.
I look at your hips and try to see any skin between the blouse and Panty. I know you have a navel ring and I want to see it. Your waist and hips and thighs and more are covered by the panty but not much else. Your legs are crossed and you are without shoe. Your calf is tensed and toned as over the other leg. You foot gently but tellingly bobs up and down nervously. I see the matching finger and toe nail polish. I look at your legs and not how smooth they are. Your feet are petite and very feminine. I realize how long I have been staring and look to your eyes and am shocked to see you are looking at me much the same way. I walk toward you. You adjust your position on the bed. You move back and rest on both arms and tell me to undress. I laugh but then you tell me, "I want you Tim". You need not say more.
I turn off the light and the room is then illuminated by a single candle, lightly scented, offering just enough light to know and see. The ambiance is sensual and romantic.I remove my shoes and socks first and then slowly lift my shirt to expose my stomach extended slightly from dinner and my hairy chest. Not a carpet but substantive enough to run your fingers through. You sit up and reach for me gently touching my chest by run ing the back of your hand and fingers across my nipples and between my breasts. You can see tone in my shoulders and imagine the strength in my muscles. Your heart beats faster.