I had a text from my man,
'Can I ring you'
'Yeah sure'.
I loved his voice, the accent, Liverpool and Birmingham rolled into one. Just by talking to me I was immediately relaxed, and I have to admit 'turned on'.
Then came the call.
'Hi darling' I said.
'I know you're not working on Wednesday, we can meet'.
He explained that his other half was away and he could see me.
'Oh my god yes, yes yes yes'.
He laughed, and said he will book the hotel, what a bonus, usually it's about a month before we can see each other.
I was over the moon, my smile showed, you look happy I heard my colleagues say, I never said a word.
My life is my life.
Wednesday arrived, it was dry which was a miracle, we had had so much rain, and to be honest I hate wearing coats.
I got up early, showered, hair washed and blowdried. Black thong and bra. My perfume, Rebel Diva, smelled beautiful. I'm sure I spray far too much, but I love to smell good, anyway it's my little bit of pleasure, so I have another spray, I giggled as I found the dress I wanted. A long black dress with long sleeves. I finished it with a black belt, next I found my socks, this I did laugh at, socks, for god sake, but it's me like it or not it's how I am. I found my biker boots, which looked good with anything, I found a nice necklace with a green stone. My make up was dark with deep pink lipstick. Looking in the mirror, I felt good and yeah I looked good.
I got in the car and drove, hoping the roads would be clear, The drive wasn't too bad although there were one or two hold ups. I arrived at our car park at 11:10. Paid the car parking fee, sent a text to my man to say I had arrived. Then I walked, the excitement inside was intense. I could hardly say I haven't seen you for centuries as is my usual remark.
Walking across the bridge, I saw him, tall, handsome, in jeans and a nice shirt. God I love this man, I waved, he saw me too waving back. Meeting his arm went around me, kissing me gently he said, its good to see you. Oh hell you're telling me it's good. I took his hand and we walked to our hotel.
'Coffee', he said as we entered our room, with its beautiful white duvet and sheets. Fluffy white towels were in the bathroom.
'Yes darling' I replied as I started to slip my boots off, 'Wait, I need a photo'.
'Oh what with me in undies, socks and boots'.
'Fuck yes, you look amazing.'
My smile is so big, and happy, always happy with my man.
Finally, naked I lay on the bed, totally relaxed. As is our ritual, my feet were massaged, then my legs, my tummy and my soft squidgy boobs. My beautiful man made me feel so good.
Kissing me he said 'are you going to drink your coffee'. 'Oh yeah', I replied.