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an enticing
oasis feel. Nag Champa incense burned in a brass censor upon the dresser.
    When I heard the front door open and his
heavy footsteps, my heart pounded with excitement. Then a pause that seemed a
year long. Then a hurried thumping my way. Then another pause. I hurried and
took my position upon the center of the tented bed. A glance to the alarm clock
told me it was two minutes to seven. What was he doing? Second thoughts? Did he
want me to come to him? Or did I piss him off that much? What the hell was he
doing?
    I could still hear him walking around.
Excitement and anxiety rode high. What was keeping him? He should be here,
kissing me stupid by now. His footsteps drifted away for a moment and then
started again towards the bedroom. I took the opportunity to make sure I looked
perfect. My hair fell down my back in waves. Cosmetics were kept understated,
but emphasis was definitely on my eyes. They were smoky and sultry in a manner
I was unused to, but thanks to YouTube, I mastered the technique within
minutes.
    What I wore was both sentimental and
naughty. I first wore it on the date when Dmitri and I finally had sex. At the
time, it had been about four years since he and I had seen each other. It
conjured the memory of getting nailed on the hood of my Grand Cherokee out in a
remote spot on the family ranch... Black lingerie was his Kryptonite... and I
played to win. A black lace push-up bra, matching boycut panties, a garter belt
with back-seamed thigh-highs and pumps... the result of that combination is
forever engrained into my spank bank. The best sex I ever had. Hands down, no
contest. This hussywear forever makes me feel like a saucy pinup girl. I wanted
to recreate that magical memory with a twist. I just hoped he'd notice.
    I lay on my side, head propped on one
elbow with the other arm draped over my hip, my legs to show them their best
angle. For a single moment my heart stopped beating as the door slowly eased
open. I readied what I hoped was a sultry look upon my face. Dmitri took up
most of the doorframe, and beyond him I could see that he extinguished all the
candles. When he served in the Marines, he was a firefighter. Sigh. I should
have realized he'd do that.
    A glance to his face revealed a look of
intense lust. After a long moment of locking eyes, I arose from my position and
sauntered his way with a determined step. I grabbed him by the hand and dragged
him to the bathroom. We said nothing as I turned on the shower and undressed
him. I gestured with a pointed finger for him to enter the huge stall and stand
beneath the huge rain showerhead. He grabbed for my arm and I maneuvered out of
his reach with a wink. Then with a smile, I removed a towel from the rack and
sat on the counter. Three minutes tops he was out and I was ready with the
unfolded towel to dry.
    Rubbing him dry turned into him removing
my lingerie except for the garter belt, stockings and heels. My arms were
entwined around his neck as we stared into each others eyes, while I chewed my
bottom lip amidst a smile. His hand reached up to caress my cheek. Dmitri
kissed me with a hunger that stoked excitement in my very core. His lips
traveled from my jawline to behind my ear. I wove my fingers through his
chestnut hair and guided his lips back to mine.
    Dmitri's thumbs rubbed my nipples into
hard points that ached for his tongue. I adored the way he seemed to know what
I craved. He was hard for me and I was equally wet for him. I broke away from
his embrace and walked back to the bedroom. When I crossed the threshold, I
looked over my shoulder at him and winked. He followed. I'm sure he could see
in my eyes that I was feeling very frisky.
    The bed beckoned in its alluring way and
I knelt upon the edge like a cat being stroked. Red hair fell in disarray over
my forearms as my head rested upon them. I closed my eyes and waited. His
calloused hands slid over my bottom to grab at my hips. He held me captive and
pressed forward. I could feel