Anticipation
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She stood amongst the men all vying for her attention.
She smiled and acknowledged the men as their compliments flowed.
Looking through the group of men surrounding her she saw him standing at the bar, slowing sipping his drink. Their eyes met, and as his gaze fell open her she knew he was not worried about what was going on. He was letting her take it all in, to have these men drool and fight over her.
She did not know how he did it. How he had gotten the two of them into such a lavish party. A black tie event for the rich and famous. And she was rubbing elbows with them, most of them wishing to rub something else with her. He looked away and she continued chatting with these men, her eyes always trailing back to him at the bar.
They complimented her on her looks, on her dress. The dress he had bought her, it was waiting for her when she got home. A beautiful black, strapless dress with a full length skirt. It had been laid out on her bed with a note that read:
Wear me
Be ready at 8
And as she had entered her bathroom there was a box with a similar note attached to it. Inside was a diamond necklace and matching earrings. And at eight pm he had knocked on her door, their door, wearing a black suit and carrying a white rose. A limousine in the street behind him.
And now she stood one hand holding a flute of champagne the other reaching for and playing with her necklace. She knew he was not interested in these sort of parties, but he did it for her. She knew he didn't have to do this, but he still did, he always came up with new surprises for her.
She made her way out to the balcony and lit a cigarette, looking out at the night skyline and the canopy stars above. She felt his presence behind her, she knew it was him, his smell she would know anywhere. It intoxicated her, and comforted her at the same time.
She did not turn, but her body shivered when she felt his warm breath against her ear, and his deep voice followed it;
"You look stunning in that dress, seems like everybody here wants you. All these rich men must be offering you their fortunes for one night with you."
He placed his hand on her thigh, his fingers just inside the slit that ran the length of her skirt, resting on her stockinged leg. He did not move it just rested it there, and she felt a wetness building inside her at his touch. He stood there for a few moments longer, his breath on the side of her face. She was unable to speak, the longer he was there the more her passion stirred, after a while he looked out over the night and said. "It is a beautiful night." And with that he took his hand from her leg and walked away.
She turned and watched him walk away, then gathered herself as she finished her cigarette. No man had had the effect on her that he had, she could not resist him. And these nights made her love him even more for the effort he made for her. Her panties were soaked already, she had started dripping at the sound of his voice. Adjusting herself she turned to make her way back to the party.
Soon they would be alone, together, merging as one.
Soon he would be using her body, as she wanted him to, creating sensations in her body that no one else could.
Soon she would be tearing at the muscles in his back as she lost control.
Soon he would take her past the point of exhaustion and still want more.
Soon she would be left used and fulfilled.
Soon he would tell her how much he loved her, wanted her.
Soon she would be lying in his arms, where she belonged.
Soon...
She smiled and acknowledged the men as their compliments flowed.
Looking through the group of men surrounding her she saw him standing at the bar, slowing sipping his drink. Their eyes met, and as his gaze fell open her she knew he was not worried about what was going on. He was letting her take it all in, to have these men drool and fight over her.
She did not know how he did it. How he had gotten the two of them into such a lavish party. A black tie event for the rich and famous. And she was rubbing elbows with them, most of them wishing to rub something else with her. He looked away and she continued chatting with these men, her eyes always trailing back to him at the bar.
They complimented her on her looks, on her dress. The dress he had bought her, it was waiting for her when she got home. A beautiful black, strapless dress with a full length skirt. It had been laid out on her bed with a note that read:
Wear me
Be ready at 8
And as she had entered her bathroom there was a box with a similar note attached to it. Inside was a diamond necklace and matching earrings. And at eight pm he had knocked on her door, their door, wearing a black suit and carrying a white rose. A limousine in the street behind him.
And now she stood one hand holding a flute of champagne the other reaching for and playing with her necklace. She knew he was not interested in these sort of parties, but he did it for her. She knew he didn't have to do this, but he still did, he always came up with new surprises for her.
She made her way out to the balcony and lit a cigarette, looking out at the night skyline and the canopy stars above. She felt his presence behind her, she knew it was him, his smell she would know anywhere. It intoxicated her, and comforted her at the same time.
She did not turn, but her body shivered when she felt his warm breath against her ear, and his deep voice followed it;
"You look stunning in that dress, seems like everybody here wants you. All these rich men must be offering you their fortunes for one night with you."
He placed his hand on her thigh, his fingers just inside the slit that ran the length of her skirt, resting on her stockinged leg. He did not move it just rested it there, and she felt a wetness building inside her at his touch. He stood there for a few moments longer, his breath on the side of her face. She was unable to speak, the longer he was there the more her passion stirred, after a while he looked out over the night and said. "It is a beautiful night." And with that he took his hand from her leg and walked away.
She turned and watched him walk away, then gathered herself as she finished her cigarette. No man had had the effect on her that he had, she could not resist him. And these nights made her love him even more for the effort he made for her. Her panties were soaked already, she had started dripping at the sound of his voice. Adjusting herself she turned to make her way back to the party.
Soon they would be alone, together, merging as one.
Soon he would be using her body, as she wanted him to, creating sensations in her body that no one else could.
Soon she would be tearing at the muscles in his back as she lost control.
Soon he would take her past the point of exhaustion and still want more.
Soon she would be left used and fulfilled.
Soon he would tell her how much he loved her, wanted her.
Soon she would be lying in his arms, where she belonged.
Soon...
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