Lynn, it's time we go on a trip, just the two of us. Let's go someplace we've never been before. You and I have taken a few long walks together; in flowery meadows and on sandy beaches. We've made love in all those places too, but let's fly somewhere. How about...London! Yea, let's go to London, Babe! Let's fly there early Friday morning and stay for three days.
You know why I say fly to London? Because I want us to dress up for all three days in our sexiest clothes; I want you to dress up so I can show you off as we walk through the airport. I want to sit in first class with you for eight hours and sip champagne and rub your feet and talk and whisper the whole time about how much I love you and how I'm going to ravish you when we get there. You giggle and coo and let me touch you in private places as flight attendants walk by and see me doing it. The give us knowing smiles and keep our glasses filled.
We get pretty silly when the champagne finally begins buzzing in our heads. The kissing gets a little hotter and the touches kind of don't seem to matter if others can see them or not! You're starting to press into me and the closeness of your body and that tongue are giving me something that I better keep hidden under the blanket! When you excuse yourself to go to the ladies room I'm tempted to go with you. When I rise to do so you put your finger on my forehead, smile and shake your head one time. I see the message, a very lustful "later" written there!
When we land, it is late afternoon. We're hungry and tired now from the long week, the long hours and all the homework and paper grading. I can see it in the way you walk and the way you slump a little in the cab. We're still quite into each other, but you need a catnap don't you? Yes, I get inspired! We check into the London Hilton and head up to our room! I'm going take care of our things and then help you out of your clothes and into one of those cushy robes that we get. You lie down, Babe! Let me spoon you and stroke your hair until you fall asleep, then I'm going to go talk to the concierge.
When you wake up forty-five minutes later it's just 6:00 pm, and I've got an intimate dinner already set up in the suite's living room. You like this suite don't you? It's spacious and done post-modern. One wall is mirrored and the sliding glass doors on the opposite wall overlook the Thames. The sun is just setting and the fire in our simulated fireplace combined with the candlelight from our table cast the whole room in an erotic glow.
You look lovely with your slightly tousled hair as I help you with your chair, and yes, it all does look good! What are we having? Ah, it's baked potato soup followed by lobster and asparagus tips with baked Alaska for dessert. With my specific instructions the portions are a little small so that we don't feel stuffed. I've got an incredible evening planned for us, Babe, and it's got to be perfect. Did you enjoy the white wine? The concierge said he would send their best! I said, "Good, because this lady is special to me!"
While we eat, I can't take my eyes off you, Lynn! Your eyes seem to pick up the light so beautifully and when you look at me the electricity jolts me. I want you so badly now, but I smile because it's still early. God, you look sexy in that robe and I see that you don't mind that it's quite open in the front revealing the sweet swell of your left breast.
7:15...I'm anticipating a knock on the door, and there it is! You say, "Who's that?" but I just smile and raise an eyebrow and head over to answer it. Maybe it isn't a smile... maybe it's a wicked grin, but either way I can see you're curious; and since this is our weekend of love away together you're probably as anxious to get it started as I am. Now it's your turn to raise an eyebrow as a little slip of an oriental girl enters the suite, dressed in a robe just like yours and pushing a massage table. Your eyebrow inches a little higher when you notice how cute she is! Straight, jet black hair on a beautiful face with wide-set eyes that are so brown they could pass for black.
She greets us with an incredible smile revealing perfect white teeth and tells us her name is Lee. Lee couldn't be even five feet tall, but when she centers the table and removes the robe we're both impressed. She's wearing an electric blue sarong with matching bikini top and we both watch her walk around the table to set up her bag. Her breasts are perfect for her body, probably a "B" cup and she looks lean and strong. Lee looks right at you and says that this massage is with my compliments and she hopes you enjoy it. You look excited as I take you by the hand and help you remove your robe. Is your nude body tingling with anticipation as you climb onto the table, Lynn?
I place a chair and seat myself, setting my chin on the table near your face. I want a lot of eye contact as you receive this massage and I want to whisper things to you and watch you enjoy it. You settle down and relax while Lee places a towel over your bum and then anoints her hands with some fragrant oil and begins smoothing it onto your back. Your eyes close for a moment and you sigh with contentment. Her small hands are warm and her touch is firm and her first move after applying the oil is a heels-of-her-hand push up the sides of your rib cage. Your eyes snap open and I chuckle at the look on your face. Yes, Babe you are going to enjoy this!
