I hope you like reading this as much as I liked writing it.

I Originally just jumped right into it, but thought I had better give you a heads up before you started reading it.

Hope you are able to RELAX and ENJOY. It has been a long time since we had last teased each other like this.

I hope you don't laugh too hard. The blue jeans and shirt I was wearing showed that I had added a little weight since we first met. You however were absolutely stunning. I asked if you wanted me to come back in a little while as you were in just your bathrobe. You smiled a wicked smile and said that you were just getting ready to take a shower and since you were all alone in the house you had just thrown on your robe to answer the door. You then said that unless I had an aversion to getting wet, you could use someone to wash your back. Well, I just put out my hand and you led me into the house, shut the door, and kissed me so deeply that it completely took my breath away. As you stepped back you let your robe slide off your shoulders and onto the floor, then took my hand and led me to the bedroom. You looked so good as I watched your butt sway from side to side. As we walked into the bedroom you stopped and started to unbutton my shirt. As each button was undone and my chest became exposed, you leaned forward and ran your fingers through the hair and then as my nipples tightened up you kissed each one. When you had taken my shirt off, you laid it on the dresser and then told me to step out of my boots. As I did what you said, you reached across and unhooked my belt and pants button, then pulled the zipper down. I slid my boots and socks off while you started to tug at the waist of my jeans. They slid down easily over my briefs.

You smiled as you looked at the bulge that was eagerly awaiting your touch. You stepped back and said that you needed to get the water set to the right temperature and that I could join you in a minute and that you wanted to see me completely relaxed, and with that you stepped into the bathroom and turned on the water.

I got out of my briefs and waited until my length went limp before I came into the bathroom. Your smile had quite the smirk in when you told me that you definitely needed help getting your back.

I slid the shower curtain aside and stepped in behind you.

You leaned back and touched your butt to my now soft length and then handed me the soap and told me to get busy. I reached over and placed it back on the shelf and instead, picked up the shampoo.

As I filled my hands, I asked you to close your eyes and think about the evening to come the dinner, the dancing, and the walk on the moonlit beach.

Your smile was soft as you closed your eyes and I began to rub the shampoo into your hair. I massaged your scalp, gently at first then with a little more vigor. You could feel the tingling in each strand of hair. You started to reach behind yourself and place your hand around my length, but I stopped you and asked you to only concentrate on getting clean for now.

I brought my soap filled hands down and stroked your face, feeling every muscle and how relaxed they felt. Then very slowly I drew you back, just a little, and began to rinse the shampoo from your hair and the soap from your face. My fingers gliding through your hair as the water acted like a lubricant. I stopped and asked you to stand still for a minute while I got out. I did not give you time to ask why, I just stepped out.

A moment later I returned from downstairs with a bottle of champagne and two glasses in one hand, and my other behind my back. You took the champagne and glasses and placed them on the shelf, you turned around and started to giggle as you saw a single rose, surrounded by babies breath, all held in a small angel shaped vase.

You took it from me and set it down next to the glasses, then again turned around, this time you held me in your arms and just asked me to hold on for a bit. Your breasts were firm against my chest and we just stood there as the water splashed down on our entwined bodies. I bent forward and kissed your hair then your forehead, and finally a deep kiss ensued all the while our hands were tracing each others bodies. I stopped and gently pulled you away so that I could start cleaning you again. I lathered my hands up and started to rub your shoulders, gently kneading them with both my hands and fingertips. Your skin was still slightly cool from the shower curtain opening and closing, but you felt great. As I rubbed your shoulders you leaned back and whispered that you wanted to be squeaky clean everywhere, from your nose to your toes, and then you emphasized Everywhere, again. My hands started going down your back and as they reached your butt cheeks, I took my foot and nudged your feet apart. Then I took and sudzed up really well and ran my finger tips from the top of your butt, across your butt warmth which caused you to sigh deeply and then across your soft edges at which point I cupped your mound and gently squeezed and felt your body press down against my hand.

As I pulled my hand back towards me, I let my fingers slide up into you, ever so slightly, and then before you could react I traced your butt warmth again. It felt good to tease you after the way you kissed me when you first brought me into the house. I put more soap on my hands and started to rub your thighs, wrapping my hands around the top of each leg and then pulling then down towards your knees. Rubbing your legs and feeling your muscles tighten up felt good, so good that I started getting hard. you raised up one foot at a time and I ran soap across the top of each one then between each toe. The water from the shower had rinsed the soap from your backside and as you leaned forward to let the hot water run over your face, I leaned up and slid my tongue between each cheek and then onto your butt warmth. You shook a little and then s you felt the softness of my tongue, you relaxed and let me slide it across the warmth. I reached up and around you and felt your nipples hardening between my fingers and the more my tongue teased your butt warmth, the harder they became. I wanted to see just how excited I could try and get you without actually touching your personal place, so I pushed my tongue past the outer edge of your butt warmth and as you let out another sigh, you relaxed even more.

With that I slid my tongue in further and began to flick it as if it were your personal place. You would not believe how hard I am right now As my tongue searched and teased your butt, my now stiff length rubbed against your ankle.

You asked me to stop for a second, then you bent down and touched your finger to the tip of my length and slid it around the cum that was sitting there. You then put the clear cum on your lips and toyed them and then asked me to get back to what I was doing. My tongue found your butt warmth again and my hands began to rub against your stomach and bush.

Your personal place had become so swollen that even the slightest made you shift your body. You brought your hand back and lifted my chin and as I looked up you gestured for me to stand up. As I did, my now super stiff length brushed against your calf, the back of your knee, across your thigh, and into the crack of your soft place. I did not push against you, however you took my length and before pulling me around to your front side, you slid the tip against and ever so slightly into your butt warmth. as I faced you, I looked into your eyes and saw the most wonderful look.

My reflection swam in softness that was full of passion, full of love and full of excitement. You asked me to go down on you, and as I slid down you stopped me and kissed me deeply, your tongue exploring every inch of my mouth.

You also told me to take a moment and stop.

I looked puzzled but you said that in a minute I would understand! You took the soap and placed it on your bush and lathered it up, just as much as my hands had lathered your butt.

Then without saying a word you took a razor and pulled it across your bush. You looked at me and could tell in a split second how turned on I was.

Just knowing that I would soon have my mouth on a neatly shaven mound and the only thing between my tongue and our personal place, was the soft smooth skin that covered it. As you finished shaving from your front side to your back side, you told me that I had to first finish bathing you before I would be allowed to taste your clean- cunt. Again, I lathered my hands and began to clean you. I started at your neck and gently massaged it, my hands began to make larger circles, each circle tracing more of your skin. The circles encompassed your breasts and without touching your nipples, I lifted and rubbed the soap around the top, sides, and bottom of each breast. The soap allowed each breast to be gone over as though it were made of silk. Your eyes looked at me in a way that made me feel as if no one man had ever paid this much attention to any your body desiring it without attacking, needing it without being pushy, making love to it without the slightest penetration. We are at this moment, in this shower, the only people in the whole world. As my hands lowered themselves down across your tummy, my fingers circled your belly button. Then ever so gently they moved downward to your newly shaven mound. The feeling of your clean shaven bush against my fingertips caused me to become so erect that the strain almost ached to the point of hurting. Each finger that touched your mound searched for a fold to caress, but alas, your soft edges had become as swollen as my length. My fingers danced around your swollen lips, each butterfly stroke caused them to swell even more causing the ache in your mound to consume you. Each touch led you to push harder against my hands, your body arching back. As the water began to rinse the soap from your skin, your hands came up and touched my head, pushing me down towards your mound and inner and outer soft edges and finally in anticipation to your personal place. I knelt down and placed my mouth on your mound and felt the smoothness against my lips. Pre-cum had completely covered my length and was beginning to rest on your foot. My tongue pushed your lips apart and as it did, I could feel the distinct folds of your inner lips, soft like the petals of your rose.

My noise nestled itself against your personal place and as each stroke of my tongue slid across those lips, my nose pressed against your personal place, causing you o moan ever so slightly. As I continued to caress your lips and personal placeoris, I brought my other hand down to my length and placed some of the pre-cum onto my fingers, then brought it up to your bottom, where each finger lightly began to dance across your butt warmth.

I could feel your legs begin to quiver as my tongue entered into your love and your juices flowed so freely into my mouth. I drank you in as I would soon drink the champagne, tasting your sweetness and breathing you in. My finger began to slide into your bottom while my thumb entered into you, next to my tongue. Then with my nose rubbing against your personal place, my tongue inside you and the pressure of my finger and thumb rubbing the wall between your love and butt warmth, you could no longer hold back. as you reached the peak of your orgasm, your knees buckled and you slid into my lap. I brought my hands and face up and held you in my arms, my face nestled between your breasts listening to your heart racing so rapidly, my hands caressing your back, and your juices flowing into my lap. We sit this way for what seems to be hours but in reality, was only minutes. I did not want to let you go, but I knew that it was time to get out and get ready for dinner. I stood and lifted you into my arms where we stood as the warm water once again flowed down across our entwined bodies. I turned the water off and took the big soft towel from the hook and encircled you with it. I did not rub you dry, instead gently patted the moisture from each inch of you. I reached up and took hold of the flower vase and traced your body with the rose.

Small Goose bumps began to show up and I smiled as I opened the shower door.

As you lay on the bed, I began to rub lotion onto your skin, making sure that no part of your body was missed. The lotion smelled of roses. You look so lovely laying there, I lay atop of you, for just a moment, the weight of my body was pressing gently upon you. I get up and remind you that we have dinner reservations and therefore must get dressed. You reach up and kiss me and tell me that when we get back, I will only be able to do what you tell me to do and with that you start getting dressed. I can only wait in total excitement as you begin to get dressed you start to describe the rest of the evening and what will happen when we get home, it's the when we get home part that I am anxiously waiting for. I was not really looking forward to getting dressed after that long hot shower, but I knew that a nice dinner in a relaxing atmosphere would feel good also. The ride down in the elevator was normally uneventful, you decided to tease me just a little, as part of the return I was going to receive from our time in the shower. As the elevator door shut, you leaned over and whispered softly in my ear, that I should turn and face the mirror on the wall and to sort of steal a glance at you. As I turned, you started to unbutton your blouse just enough for your breasts to begin to show. Your red bra held them, almost as firmly as I was wanting to. I felt like a voyeur trying to catch a glimpse of your nipples without you noticing me.

You unbuttoned your dress until only two buttons held it together, and as you turned I could see where your thigh high stockings stopped and only skin was showing. You placed your hand inside your blouse as though you were adjusting the straps or cups.

You let out a sigh as your fingertips brushed against your nipples. I let out a moan as your nipples stood straight out as if there was no bra containing them. My erection became noticeable and you simply smiled as the elevator chimed an alarm that we were about to stop on a different floor. As the elevator slowed to a stop a few floors down, I thought you would hurry to button your blouse, you didn't. A couple stepped in and both of them smiled as if they knew what we were doing. It was ironic that as I moved over and placed my hand around your waste, their eyes followed me and both of them were looking into the mirror and I am still not sure who was more surprised as I bent over to kiss the top of your chest.

I just wanted to breathe you in. We finally stopped on the 1st floor and as we went to the left, the other couple went right but we all smiled a friendly "Yeah it's great to be here" kinda smile.

The Maitre D sat us in a quiet part of the restaurant, which was lit by one candle, and had no other guests around us. I hope you enjoyed reading this as much as I did writing it. Sincerely, Bill