I throw red rose petals on top of the bubble bath I drew for you. While I help you into the bath, you breathe a sigh of contentment.1

“This is exactly what I needed,” you hoarsely whisper into my ear.2

My reply comes just as soft and cracked, “Then relax and enjoy.”3

I wash every inch of your sore body, taking care to avoid water and soap getting into your eyes.4

“You know what you’re doing,” you praise.5

“I’ve had a bit of practice,” I chuckle and blush at the same time.6

As we are talking, I notice your hands have turned to delicious looking prunes. I urge you to get out, enticing you with a towel that I warmed for you. You feel the towels warmth against your frigid skin and make the sexiest sound of absolute, pure, and unadulterated joy. I smile and kiss the nape of your neck.7

Upon leaving the bathroom, you dry off while I watch, fascinated by your riveting body. I clear my throat.8

“What?” you ask, with a comical look on your face.9

“You’re…wonderful. Inside and out.” You laugh and mutter a gracious reply.10

After toweling yourself dry, I hand you freshly washed clothes. You kiss my nose, while I laugh. 11

“Now, what’s all this for?” you inquire.12

“You’ll see,” I giggle.13

I walk to the kitchen as you start to dress.14

“Wait! I thought we were supposed to be doing something…why am I getting dressed?” you yell, as you hop while trying to both follow me and get your pants on one leg.15

“While I have no problem with you being undressed, others might,” I retort with a grin.16

Noticing the silence, you are suddenly aware there are no children in the house.17

“Where are they?” you ask, worried.18

Knowing exactly who and what you are worried about, I answer, “Not here. They are safe…no worries. We will see them soon.”19

At that, your smile widens from ear to ear.20

“Now don’t go getting any ideas,” I chide. “Finish getting dressed, and you’ll soon know what all this is about. Shoo!”21

1/2 an hour later, you emerge from the bedroom smelling and looking like heaven on earth.22

A knowing look tells all my thoughts, and you smile in satisfaction, “You clean up well, dear.”23

“Why thank you…you dont look too bad yourself, my luv,” you say as you take my arm and twirl me around.24

I lead you to the car, where I instruct you to get in on the passengers side and put a blindfold on you. After about 15 min of traveling, I help you out of the car and we enter a building, where you hear, “May I be of some assistance?”25

I answer, “Mr. and Mrs. Michael Glashower,” and lead you into an elavator. Upon arriving at our floor, we take a left and I open a door. I tell you to unmask your eyes. I walk up beside you and make myself at home, in the king size water bed, with cloud – like comforters so thick that when I lay down, I dissapear from sight.26

“You’ll never find me!” I tease.27

Snapped back to reality, at the sound of my voice, you mutter, “Is this a dream?” You float to the bed and ever so quietly, climb in. It is as though you are lost in a cotton ball. All you see is white.28

“Ollie ollie oxen free!” you yell, “You win, I give up.”29

“Good, I was beginning to get bored,” I retort30

I am suddenly wrapped around your back, with my long legs wrapped around your waist. I nibble your ear and you ever so slightly turn your head toward me. You hands hesitate halfway up my thigh, when you realise…31

“What are you wearing?” You question.32

“Turn around and see.” I reply.33

Slowly, you manuver yourself to face me. I am now sitting on your lap, my legs crossing behind your back, and I can feel every inch of you through your clothing. You gasp in delight. A black lined, green silk and lace corset hugs my torso, while a pair of matching thongs complete the ensemble. Like a ravished lion, you pounce on my figure, as I now lay sprawled in the seemingly endless cloud of white.34

“You have done enough, missy. My turn!” You growl.35

You tantalize me with well placed touches. A caress here, a nibble there. You lower yourself to my panty line. Biting the string of my thong, you gently pull it off, using only your teeth. All the while, your hands touching, squeezing, massaging my breasts. When you do return into view, your smile is one of evil intentions, I know. You un tie my corset, and admire my naked form, as I did you earlier in the day. You kiss your way from my hips to my mouth, pausing only long enough to suckle at each nipple before proceeding. When finally arriving at my wet lips, you kiss me fervently. I return the kiss and pull your body so close, every part of me is touching you. I run my hands down your back, admiring your muscle tone. Lowering yourself, I guide you into my already soaking wet mound, and you moan. While kissing, we match our rhythm, our pace becomes one. Our need increases with each stroke. As we move as one, I hear a scream of joy…then I realize it belongs to me. As I shiver and shake from your very essence being inside me, you continue to send nerve racking orgasms through my core. Just when I think I can take no more, you explode in me – with me. The expression on your face one of ecstasy.36

“That was…amazing!” You proclaim, after you collapsed on top of me.37

“Glad I could help you reach your first orgasm,” I reply.