Letting Go

By Scarrzz

Let me tell you a story of how it all began.

 

… after corresponding for a number of weeks we had decided to explore our relationship further. There was no pretense as to the reason for our rendezvous, given the salacious nature of our conversations. Our plan was to meet in the lobby of the Regal hotel downtown. You were to wear a black miniskirt with see through blouse, a black strapless brassiere underneath, and a full length leather coat. Heels and stockings at your discretion, or lack thereof.

 

At two minutes until seven you walk through the front door without hesitation, eyeing the assorted guests of the hotel lobby waiting for whomever, milling about in their mundane lives. You wanted to spot me before I revealed myself, but I had been waiting outside and watched you arrive. I followed you through the door, nostrils flaring at the subtle yet exotic scent you had chosen for the evening.

 

As you paused to scan the room, I whispered in your ear, “You are secretly filthy, aren't you” - not at all as a question, but more as a challenge. You started to turn, but with a firm hand on your shoulder I softly said, “Not now... not yet.”

 

Naturally you had gathered the attention of all the males in the establishment by simply walking through the door, and they followed the exchange with a modicum of subtlety until I also asked if I could take your coat.

 

Rising to the challenge, and without turning you let your coat fall from your shoulders into my waiting hands, much to the admiration and amazement of the onlookers. An exclamation of pain was heard from the area of the front desk as a frigid wife redirected her hapless husband's attention.

 

You stood there on display for a few seconds until I said, “One more thing” as I slipped a silk blindfold over your eyes, took you by the hand and led you to the elevator.

 

When the doors were closed, your hand began to rise, as if to tug the blindfold away for a peek. I caught your hand in mine and said, “trust me, this will be for your pleasure as much as mine.”

 

From your shallow breathing I could tell you were savoring the game like it was a drug and you were just starting your trip. I wouldn't have been terribly surprised to see a rivulet of your juices running down the classic black fishnets you had chosen to accentuate the curve of your legs.

 

I... I'm not normally this passive. I don't know the rules.

 

Softly, into your ear I whisper, “Speak only when you must or to respond... but I would prefer that you respond with your body. Listen to my voice. Feel my touch.”

 

I trace up the thready pulse of your neck with two fingertips, around your chin to brush against your dark and moistened lips.

 

Let tonight be an adventure in letting go so that I can care for you in ways you've never even imagined.



 

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Copyright 2011 Scarrzz
Published on Thursday, January 6, 2011.     Filed under: "Erotica" and "Short Story"
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  • A former member wrote: Very enticing, and sensual. A wonderful read.

  • A former member wrote: You put my usually very prominent erotica to shame. What am I to do now? Tsk, tsk...

  • Scarrzz On Tuesday, September 4, 2012, Scarrzz (238)By person wrote:

    I am honored, Lux. * * * I suppose one option would be to write something from a temptresses point of view. I know your question was rhetorical, but you may consider this a challenge if you so desire. I bet you have it inside, and I look forward to reading whatever you construct. Scholar

  • A former member wrote: looooove this. i was imagining this in my head the whole time i was reading. very hot. ;) Scholar

  • Grey Lies On Friday, January 7, 2011, Grey Lies (186)By person wrote:

    yes, indeed this is a STORY. i was on the edge of my seat.

  • A former member wrote: Ooooo, wow. Now THAT was a story. Mmmmm just wow.


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