It was a phone call I will never forget.
“My name is Jennifer. I’m trying to arrange a special gift for our mutual friend Anna, and I’d like you to help me,” said a wondrously sensuous female voice over the phone. Just her tone of voice made me tingle.
Anna is an online friend of mine. I met her one evening in a chat room and we have since chatted online many times. She is a sweet, fun loving, achingly erotic woman. Jennifer is a friend of Anna’s -- a very, very close friend. They have enjoyed each other’s moisture.
I sat and listened in amazement and disbelief as Jennifer explained her plan in detail. I couldn’t believe that I was being asked to participate. I also couldn’t say no.
On the day of Anna’s gift, I headed to downtown Cincinnati, and began searching for the perfect hotel room. I went to 3 of the nicest hotels in Cincy and looked at several rooms in each. I finally found just the perfect room. It was beautifully decorated and had all the necessary amenities…a hot tub, mini-bar, king-size bed, loads of space, amazing view of the city, and, most important of all, a closet whose doors opened up at just the right angle.
I called Jennifer and told her the name of the hotel and the room number. It was now 4:00 and they would be arriving at 7:00. Time to prepare the room.
I placed candles all over. There were 30 candles in all, of various shapes, sizes and scents, they were on the dressers, the night stands, the windowsill. Every flat surface in the room had a candle. I covered the bed with rose petals and made a trail of rose petals that led from the door to the hot tub and then to the bed. I set up the portable CD player with the CDs I made with all of Anna’s favorite songs. I finished up the preparations by chilling several bottles of fine wine.
Then I waited.
At 6:45, it was time for final preparations. I lit all the candles and turned out the lights. The candles filled the room with a warm, gentle, caressing glow. Then I got into the closet, leaving the door propped open just a bit, and I waited.
My time standing there in a dark closet gave me a moment to reflect on what was about to happen. At any moment, two young women would walk through the door of the room. I had never actually met either of them in person. I didn’t even know what they looked like. I felt so odd sitting there, waiting in a closet like that. But from the way my heart was pounding, I knew I was waiting for something truly extraordinary.
At 7:02, I heard someone fumbling with the lock to the room, then I heard the door opening and suddenly the room erupted with tipsy giggles and then gasps and oohs and ahhs.
“It’s perfect!” exclaimed one of them, her voice filled with joy.
I heard some fumbling with coats and then suddenly they came into view. I almost fell over. Two twenty-something knock-your-socks-off beauties strolled hand-in-hand through the hotel room, cooing over the rose petals, the candles, and of course, each other.
At first, I wasn’t quite sure which was Jennifer and which was Anna, but then one of them casually turned in the direction of the closet and winked. I smiled back at Jennifer, my fellow conspirator, even though she couldn’t see me. Anna remained blissfully unaware of what was about to happen.
The ladies took a few moments to settle into the room, and then Jennifer sashayed up to her lover, took her hands and said “Let’s dance.” They both smiled.
Jennifer pressed play on the CD player and the room was filled with the sound of “Let’s Make Love,” by Tim McGraw and Faith Hill. Anna’s eyes widened as soon as it started and she cooed “I love this song.”
Their bodies melted together. Their arms embraced each other eagerly, gently, firmly, lovingly as their bodies pressed together in an embrace that only lovers use…their breasts pressed firmly into each other, their bellies and hips held tight together.
I dreamed of the scent that must be right there between their hips -- the incredible aroma of two excited women. I wondered if they were aware that their clits were nearly against each other. I had to stop myself from reaching into my pants.
They gazed into each other’s eyes with wonder and amazement as they slowly swayed back and forth to the music. I watched as their lips met very gently in first one kiss, then another, then another. Then the tiny kisses became one long kiss. Their lips danced with the same urgent, needy grace as their bodies.
I watched as Jennifer released her grasp on Anna, then slipped around behind her. Jennifer faced Anna directly toward the closet. For a moment, I was worried she could see me, but it became obvious that Anna could think of nothing but the passion she was sharing with her friend.
Jennifer slowly unzipped Anna’s dress, planting kisses all down her spine as the zipper was lowered. Jennifer gently slid the dress down Anna’s body and helped her step out of it. Anna stood there in her lingerie looking like a Victoria’s Secret model. Jennifer made sure that I had the perfect view -- I couldn’t believe I was watching this.
Jennifer released the bra that held in Anna’s breasts. It popped forward and Anna shook it off her arms with a giggle. Her breasts were magnificent to behold -- large and cushiony with delicious-looking light pink nipples at their tips.
Then Jennifer hooked a finger into Anna’s panties and slowwwwwwwwwwwly pulled them down her legs. Jennifer’s tongue followed the top edge of the panties all the way down Anna’s leg. I nearly passed out.
Anna smiled and said “Your turn.” Indeed! I was looking very much forward to seeing more of Jennifer too.