From time to time, my sweetie Edwin needs to go abroad for his work for a few days or a week. Last night he left for Hungary. He was staying there for six days to make a deal with another company. After three years together, I have become used to this kind of situations. Usually I invite my sister to spend some nights at my house so I wont feel alone. When I am all alone in this big house, I start getting these weird thoughts and I get scared. During the day I have my job to keep me busy (and the household chores aren't done by little leprechauns either!) but the evenings can get lonely.
It was my second day alone and I had just come home from work. After doing the regular chores in the house I dropped on the couch and turned on the TV. As usual around that time of the day, there was nothing on the damn thing. As my frustration grew, my phone rang. Stretching to grab it from the table next to the couch, I answered to find it was my sister Jessy telling me that she couldn't come to my place tonight because of a party she had to attend.
I had barely put the phone back when it rang again. Assuming it was my sister, having forgotten to tell me something, I answered it with a silly voice like we sometimes do when we are having long girl-to-girl chats. To my surprise, it wasn't Jessy at all.
It was Steve. He is Edwin's best friend and as you may have read in my story "Friends share everything," you know that I have had some 'fun' with him in the past. Steve knew that Edwin was in Hungary for his work and asked me if I was in the mood to 'get together'. This was an offer I couldn't resist because Steve is a very handsome fellow who really knows how to get me going, so I agreed. He told me to meet him at 6:00 pm at the Holiday Inn, room 32.
It was 5.30 pm when I stepped into my car. I wanted to be on time because I hate when people come late on an appointment so I always try to be on time myself. Before I left I took a hot shower and made sure everything was smooth as silk. My clothes were sexy but not over-the-top - a tight short skirt with black thigh high stockings and thong underneath, a colourful blouse with three buttons unbuttoned instead of my usual two buttons. The extra button revealed more cleavage as usual and showed the edge of my black silk bra.
I parked my car at the parking lot underneath the hotel. At the reception, I asked for the key to room 32. I saw the key still hanging on the hook so I knew that Steve wasn't here yet. Making my way to the room, I unlocked the door and walked inside. The room was very dark, the only light in the room created by several small candles placed around the room.
On a table, stood a champagne cooler with a bottle and two glasses handy. Next to it sat a bowl with chocolates. I walked further into the room and noticed a package and an envelope on the bed. Popping a chocolate in my mouth, I opened the envelope and read:
"Hey sweet Amanda,
I am glad you made it. I really had the time of my life the last time we were here together. Today, I want to return the favor. Have some of the champagne and enjoy the chocolates (your favourites, if I remembered correctly). Open the package and put on what is inside the box. Turn the CD-player on. When you're ready, stand in the middle of the room with your back to the door... and enjoy!"
I read the note a few times, wondering what he was going to do. I opened the package. There was a nice set of lingerie inside the box - olive green satin, and a blindfold. I grabbed the bra and held it up to have a better view by the candle light. It was a very sexy strapless number and the matching string was fantastic! I noticed the tag 'Triumph' - and thought Steve has a good taste. How does he know that that is my favourite brand of lingerie? Probably, Edwin told him.
I took another chocolate and stood for a moment enjoying the sensual atmosphere of the candle-lit room. Unbuttoning my blouse, I let it slide off my shoulders enjoying the feel the fabric moving along arms and upper body and the cool air striking my exposed skin. Unhooking my bra, I shrugged my shoulders forward and let it fall. For a moment I just stood and took in everything, enjoying the partial nudity, especially the way I looked in the mirror lit by the flickering candles.
I grabbed the new bra and noticed that it was it had its clasp in front.
Enjoying the satiny feel, I slid the bra over my arms and hooked it up. Shifting each breast within it's soft 'pocket' to make the fit was perfect, I couldn't help but notice the arousal apparent in its sensitivity and the beginnings of nipple growth. Again checking in the mirror I remember thinking, "Well, well, Steven certainly knows my size" and giggling remembering previous visits.
I took off my skirt and thong quickly but took more time rolling my nylons down each leg in anticipation of my hands being replaced by his.
I put on the new string over my clean-shaven mound noting some moistening along the lips, poured myself a glass of champagne, and checked out the effect of the lingerie in the mirror. I felt very sexy - the buzz I was beginning to feel was definitely more from anticipation of Steve's 'plan' than the little bit of champagne I was drinking.
I emptied the glass empty and pushed the 'on' button of the CD-player.
"The Dolphins' Cry," from "Live" was suddenly filling the air. I think this song has an incredibly erotic feel to it. Placing the empty glass on the table, I walked towards the center of the room. Totally trusting Steve, I placed the blindfold on. Besides the music, I became aware of my heart beating. I tried to block out these sounds and to listen intently for any other noises. "Mmmh god, this is exciting!" I thought as the situation really began to 'sink in'.
Suddenly, a soft warm hand touched my right shoulder. I held my breath.
A shiver ran through my body. My heart started beating like crazy.
Soon, another soft warm hand touched me on my left shoulder. Both hands began gliding down my arms towards my hands. He grabbed both my hands and brought them behind my back. I placed my wrists against my back and feel he's using some kind of cord to tie my hands together.
My heart is beating even faster and my breath is picking up the pace as well. Steve really knows what I like. I smile...
Again I feel his hands on my shoulders, followed by a soft kiss on my neck. I can hear his breathing close to my ear, feel his warm breath on my neck. He places soft, moist kisses on my shoulders. As his lips touch my skin, I tremble and realize I am holding my breath. His hands sliding down my shoulders, against the sides of my back towards my hips. As my excitement grows he seems to be touching me annoyingly slowly. His warm hands are rubbing over my tummy.
You could feel the sexual tension in the room and I knew it was getting to me. I could feel my nipples swell until they were poking rigidly against the olive green fabric of this new bra. Again I felt his warm lips on my neck and then he begins slowly kissing down my spine till he was kissing my completely exposed buttocks. My legs started to get weak and my knees were shaking a bit.
His hands moved away from my tummy.
"Caress my breast," I thought. But I suddenly felt his hands on my ankles. While he was kissing my lower back and ass, his hands slid back up my legs, very slowly, inch- by-inch. His fingers were lightly running over my calves, to the back of my knees, higher and higher every second, slowly over my thighs towards my...
"Oooh yes, Steve, please touch my pussy, please" and that thought that he was going to touch me between my legs caused my body to tremble.
God, I was so horny!
Then suddenly all touches and kisses were gone! For a while I didn't feel Steve anymore. I could only feel my body tingling. The idea that he is standing or sitting there, watching me, and I couldn't see him, while I shivered from head to toe in excitement was so incredibly erotic!
Then, his hands touched my shoulders again, but by the placement of his hands I knew that he was standing in front of me now. Both his hands slid downwards and reached the satin of the bra. I felt him cupping both my breasts. I could barely stand my knees were almost wobbling with my excitement. He pressed my breasts together and I could feel his tongue running up and down between my cleavage and thought I'd go right over the edge.
My mind was so overwhelmed with my arousal and every little touch or kiss or lick Steve granted me that I didn't even realize that he had unhooked the bra until it dropped to the floor. He laid his warm hands on my hips and began running his fingertips over my buttocks as I felt his moist lips sucking one of my nipples inside his mouth. This was all getting to be too much for me and I knew my body was building to an orgasm. My body was positively quivering as he also sucked on my other nipple and squeezed my ass. My nose was filled with various scents from him - his body, his hair...
His mouth was on the moves, his lips leaving my breasts and heading downwards over my tummy, playing at my belly button and then sliding further down. He placed some kisses on the fabric of my string. I knew he could tell how wet I was... soaking wet. My clitoris was swollen and craved contact. His thumbs slid between my skin and the fabric of the string and he slowly he pulled it down and helped steady me as I stepped out of it.
Then, I felt his warm lips touching the inside of my thighs. His breath running over my skin. If my pussy could talk, it would have been screaming... begging to be licked and sucked on right now! I wanted to push his head between my thighs but my hands were still tied behind me.
Steve knew that my being completely at his mercy would add to my excitement.
I tried pressing my hips forward but he wasn't letting me control any contact. Then suddenly, I felt his tongue, his long wonderful, strong tongue, making its way up the furrow between my pussy lips. I could hear Steve pause to taste my juice before he licked more deeply at the entry of my vagina... juice that was dripping out off my love cave.
Slowly his tongue continued further up and slid over my clit.
I almost collapsed right to the floor as my knees barely managed to hold me upright!
He began supporting some of my weight with his hands on my ass, while his tongue licked all around and just above my throbbing clit. I was breathing heavy and rolling my hips rhythmically against his tongue. I bit on my lower lip feeling that if he was going on like this and it wouldn't be long before I would cum and cum hard. At that very moment he stopped.
Naked, blindfolded and with my hands bound behind my back, I am standing there in the middle of the room. My knees like jelly, my nipples hard as rock and my pussy burning from desire and begging to be touched.
But I couldn't feel him anymore. I listened intently trying to determine where he was or what he was doing and finally recognized the sounds of him taking his clothes off.
A minute or two later, I felt his hands back on my hips and his lips kissing my mouth. Hungrily, I opened my mouth to let his tongue inside me. I can smell and taste my own pussy on his lips. His warm hands slide down over my buttocks and softly back up along my shoulders. He pulls me close against him, his tongue playing with my tongue, kissing me so passionately. My breasts burn against his warm chest, his stomach against my stomach. His skin feels delicious against mine, so nice and warm, so soft and gentle. I feel myself melt into his arms.