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I drive up the tree shadowed lane that leads to the lovely cabin by the lake... my favorite place in the world... anxious and excited, knowing you are either already there or soon will be... we have planned this very carefully since we can not afford to be caught.My pulse quickens as I round a corner and see my lovely little hideaway... it has been so long since our last tryst... I am starved for the sight of you... my lover... my daring, sensual, exciting sex god.There isn't a car there... I feel pangs of disappointment... then remind myself that you'll soon be joining me... I only need wait a little longer.I leave the car and carry my bag up to the door, and see something lying on the welcome mat... it is a long stem, şişli escort deeply red, rose... the thorns removed... my heart skips and I can barely breathe... bending down to pick it up, I inhale its lush fragrance...Ah, love, you undo me at times... you charm me, excite me, and thrill me to distraction.I turn the knob... now knowing that you have arrived before me... but for reasons of your own, have chosen not to meet me at the door... I smile softly, understanding at last that we are enacting another fantasy...Entering, I am immediately in the large downstairs room that is both living area and small kitchenette... the whole loft above one huge bedroom... the fireplace is ready to be lit... and escort şişli on the sofa lays a large department store clothing box...I set my bag down by the door, and kicking off my heels, I shrug out of my jacket... laying the coat over the overstuffed chair...I move on stockinged feet to the sofa, looking around for other signs of* you... and see glasses and an opened bottle of wine sitting on the oak table... candles waiting to be lit... tools of the seduction... my sexy man...The gift box is large, and I slowly pull the lid off... gasping at the ensemble nestled within the pale pink tissue...The merry widow is sheer black... demi cups fringed in delicate lace... the better to frame my berry mecidiyeköy color nipples that will certainly peek over the edge...Beneath is a minuscule bit of black lace... a thong... ah my bottom tingles already...And then I come to the fine, black, silk stockings... satin garters to hold them against my thighs...Darling, I feel so very wanted... so beautiful for you...Finally... beneath it all... (I tremble with the strength of my arousal)For there lies the leather choker...Thin... almost dainty... and very very beautifully wrought... the silver loops that fall down from it that will lie upon my collar bone so perfectly, the supple black leather that will encircle my throat... the jeweler's clasp of delicate artistry.... mmmmhhhhhh..... my pulse quickens with sensual anticipation.... this fantasy would take us into new territory.I sigh... aching already... knowing that you will give me a new treat this time...* smiling... never once worried...* as I know you will not harm me...