a female in transition...
Monday, May 14, 2007
Stepping off the elevator she felt her spiked heels dip slightly into the dark blue carpet. A glance down the hallway told her she didn't need the gold embossed card she held. Slipping it back into her purse she felt a smile tug at the corner of her scarlet glossed lips. Slowly she started toward the polished oak door at the far end. Enjoying the pull of the leather against her thighs as the mini skirt strained to keep pace with her hips, she tried to picture what was on the other side.
When the box was delivered earlier that day with the familiar seal, her heart immediately skipped a beat. The boxes didn't come regularly, but when they did, she know that for the next 24 hours she would leave her quiet routine behind and enter a land of fantasies fulfilled. She held her breath as she lifted the lid. The usual envelope of cream colored linen paper lay on top of a layer of tissue paper. Putting it aside on the bed she pulled back the tissue. Underneath lay a crimson silk camisole, a black leather mini skirt and pumps with at least four inch heels. "Oh my..."
Opening the envelope she found the card embossed with two sentences: "Bellagio, Suite 510, 9:00. Wear only what I've sent." Pulling the garments out, she was only moderately surprised to see no undergarments included. Glancing at the clock she realized she had plenty of time to prepare so she crossed to room to start running the bath. Two hours later she stepped out her front door into the cool night air and saw the familiar limousine at the curb, driver waiting with the door open.
As she neared the door she pulled out the key card the woman at the desk had given her. The green light flashed and she reached for the ornate gold door handle, admiring the contrast with her long, blood-red nails. She entered the suite at precisely 9:00, silently closing the door and stepping down into the main room of the suite. No lights were on, but the flame from the fireplace dimly illuminated the room. There were two doors opposite each other along the side walls. One of them was slightly open, and a dim amber light shone through the crack. She dropped her purse on the wet bar and walked toward it. She felt her skin begin to tingle, her heart begin to race and her breaths became shorter...
The door slid back silently along the carpet, exposing a circular room decorated in warm earthy tones, lit by muted sconces along the walls. A large, round bed was in the center, covered with a tan velvet duvet. Beside, he stood in black silk pants and a white suede shirt hanging open, exposing the well-toned and tanned body underneath. He was holding out a long flute of Crystal and as she approached the fruity smell mixed with the subtle musk emanating from him floated over her. She took the glass and he took her, his hand sliding under the hem of the camisole. His palm burned as it moved up her spine to caress the nape of her neck. His lips brushed and nipped hers, bringing his other hand to the small of her back and pressing her full against him.
Running her fingers through is thick curly hair, she deepened the kiss, exploring the depths of his mouth and soul. Pulling back for air, she offered him a drink from the flute. He took a sip and trailed the remaining liquid across her exposed chest. She felt it flow down over the hypersensitive skin beneath the thin, silky red fabric and a gasp escaped as his tongue followed it down. Fires banked low in her core as he reached the sensitive peaks, her skin screamed silently as he raised the camisole over her head and cast it aside. Easing her back toward the bed, continuing his ministrations trailing lower down her abdomen, he lowered himself to his knees. Reaching behind her he threw back the duvet to expose the copper colored satin sheets.
Her knees buckled as he began to explore her navel and he followed her as she fell back into the luxurious expanse. He reached behind to the end table and brought another glass. Everything was plush and satin. They rinsed their mouths with wine and sighed into each other as he threw the glass aside and covered her shivering body with is warm, solid form.
posted by Kimber
at 5:35 PM :: ~#~