She had planned this special dinner very carefully for over a week now. Excitement and trepidation filled her as she put the final touches on the banquet she had painstakingly prepared. Rushing to finish dressing before his arrival, choosing her garments with care, determine to present the right appearance of semi-formal, yet softly seductive, she made one last sweeping gaze of the house to assure that the entire presentation was satisfactory. Perfect! She knew he would be pleased and appreciative of the effort put into making this a special evening for the both of them.

Arriving on time with flowers in hand, he presented the picture of a perfect gentleman. She never ceases to marvel at his quick wit, soft words and gentle compliments. Letting her know very eloquently how pleased he was over the efforts she had put into the evening had her blushing prettily. He poured her wine, he served her dinner, he even fed her tidbits from his own plate all the while observing her in a way that told her that he wanted the evening to last forever.

He had traveled everywhere and consequently, had stories from everywhere to share with her. He talked casually and exchanges tales of his current life. She could tell he was quite comfortable in her presence. At one point she was inattentive and accidentally put her fingers in the veggie dip. Smiling softly he brought her hand to his mouth and ran his tongue expertly between the fingers, catching all of the dip and a taste of her. He saw her shiver, and talked on about his travels, knowing his accent and voice were having a strong effect on her. Continuing in this manner he took her hand and led her to the center of the room, swept her into his arms to dance a few steps with her to the music playing in the background. For several minutes she enjoyed the sway of their bodies to the music, pressing together, feeling the warm contact and breathing in his masculine scent. Pressing her hips snug against him she could feel him in a semi aroused state, but knew that there was no hurry for what was the obvious progression of the evening.

Unspoken emotions passed between them as she led him down the hall towards the bedroom. He lit a couple of candles, placed them on the bedside tables and sat down on the bed. Kneeling down and pulling off his shoes, she ran a finger along the sole of his foot, enjoying the way he squirmed. As their eyes met the moment became very quite. Both deep in the feeling where all energy is poised and gathered to the top, the moment just before something is put into action. She felt the hot, damp, center of her being start to throb with anticipation.

He grabbed her around the waist and pressed her stomach to his mouth. Planting kisses down her belly as he slowly unbuttoned the back of her gown, letting it slide sensuously down her skin, over her nipples and down her thighs. Closing her eyes, enjoying the quite tremors in her body and placing her hands firmly on his shoulders, knowing she could not wait to see him naked and aroused for her. By now she was relishing this moment of expectation and made quick work of divesting him of his clothes. Bringing him to his feet, going to her knees to roughly peel his final cloth covering from him. She heard him draw in a breath as her eyes took in the masculine beauty of him.

His erection was thick and rich with uncircumcised soft skin. Her tongue and teeth played with the skin around the head. She felt his hands running through her hair and clasping her head with some urgency. So she closed her lips around his shaft, letting its width stretch her mouth wide. The pressure of his flesh in her mouth felt so satisfying and she traveled up and down, establishing an almost reckless rhythm, loving the taste and wanting to feel her tongue cover every inch of his hot hard pulsating manhood.

As he rocked in and out of her mouth appreciatively, his fingers roamed her body, lightly tickling, scraping and caressing her skin. Sending shivers throughout her. He took her hard nipples in hand, rolling them deftly between his fingers, his touch causing her to intensify her sucking and cup his now heavy sac and making them warm in her hand. The flickering candlelight cast shadows over bodies that seem to dodge in and out of the shifting glow. The heat between her legs was to an anxious point, so when his fingers grazed her wet opening, she moaned in approval. He reached underneath her and dipped his finger deep into her, sliding back past her clitoris then forward through the crevice of her cheeks, not stopping till he reached the small of her back. She jerked her head back off his shaft, he rolled her onto the bed and they sank deep into the mattress.

She was insistent now and moved with purposeful energy. Straddling his hips and allowing her weight to pin his hands with her own, her opening was poised above his jutting erection. Gliding back and forth over him to make him slick with her juices, his warm breath whispered encouragement into her ear. When she felt him pierce her folds, she sank down onto him; quick movements with his pelvis sent her hips pushing ever forward. Constant rubbing of flesh against flesh and her clitoris was being treated to a steady shower of pleasure, a warm bath of physical satisfaction.

He felt so vibrant and hot as he moved in and out of her. She rocked against his body to meet his every thrust. Soon they were drawn into a rhythm that had them both breathing heavily with exertion. His eyes now closed, she could sense his impending release. His pace quickened, his muscles tensed and then she felt the quick hot explosion rush into her with full force. He generated such a concentrated heat in her that soon she was wriggling with the intense delight of her own powerful orgasmic eruption.

They never really fell asleep, instead just drifted in and out of a quite and dreamy haze, enjoying the pleasure of slow, sleepy lovemaking until the sun came up. In the morning, he brewed some coffee he had brought with him. “It taste better after you stay up all night making love.” He said. So they sipped their strong hot coffee in bed, slowly awakening to the new day ahead.