Rendezvous in Chicago Chapter 2 - Sex Stories

Rendezvous in Chicago Chapter 2

... much pleasure and relaxation to her now aroused body. “You can just relax, as we have plenty of time my dear. I'll be in the other room,” he quietly said, as he turned to leave, but not before handing her a glass of a blush wine. “This might help,” looking upon his princess with love so evident in his soft eyes. A half hour later, dried and donning a robe, the barefoot Jill emerged from her reprieve to find her man relaxing on the couch. He patted the space next to him and she approached. “You sure know how to pamper a woman, my love. I haven't had such a wonderful, luxuriating bath in so long, I can't even remember; particularly with the four kids and a husband who just never seems to be available to address their needs and provide me with such a wonderful diversion. You have no idea how much I appreciate that; almost better than the sex,” she smiled, while stroking his upper thigh. “Really? Well then I'm either going to have to tone down my pampering of you or step up my game in the sex department.” “No Dave, I don't know that I can take any higher titillation in the sex department. And I'll struggle to control my giddiness over your pampering,” she giggled while laying her head down on his chest, with her tits melting into his abdomen through her now open robe. They both lay there enjoying the short peaceful moments for perhaps another quarter hour. “Hey love, we better get moving if we're going to make our 8:30 dinner reservations.” “Oh do we have to? This is just so ...

... nice.” “Come darling. I think you will enjoy what I have planned.” As Jill did all the things that women do to create their alluring presentation for their man, she began to become more and more excited, anticipating just what the evening's activities might hold. With her make up perfectly done, her auburn hair cascading to her shoulders, Jill emerged from the bath in her matching and oh so sexy bra and panty set. She scampered into the bedroom and placed each foot into the toe of her sheer black thigh highs, pulling each stocking up her lovely legs, and then clipped each into place secured with her garter belt. She ran her hands up and down her SILKY stems, with her mind drifting to the thought that, it would be his hands that would be the next to enjoy her satiny legs. She slipped into her short royal blue cocktail dress that she knew would highlight her translucent eyes. She loved this color. She then stepped into each of her strap back black heels and looked in the full length mirror. “Perfect,” she thought. The bedroom door swung open and Jill stepped into the living room of their suite. Dave looked up as his jaw dropped open, “Damn woman! You look absolutely delicious. I may just have to eat you for dessert.” “You never know; that just might happen,” she smiled. They emerged from the room, descended in the elevator and exited the hotel to their waiting car. The entire time they held hands, with their fingers intermingled, each feeling a certain intimacy in this simple act ...