I come home from work and slide off my heels at the door. My eyes immediately go to the white card that lies on the table as it has for the last three nights.

A slight shiver, maybe of desire, maybe of uncertainty, goes up my spine. I walk over to the bar in just my silk stocking feet, leaving my shoes at the door and pour my evening glass of wine. I turn on the music to relax and then walk over to the couch and sit down, tucking my long legs under me. Once again my eyes go to the note and I pick it up. All it says is, "If you care to join me, I have a surprise for you Friday night at 7:00 PM. Mark" This is Friday night and it is now 4:00 PM.

I know that Ipm going, because no matter what you do, I know I will enjoy it. A warmth begins in my lower abdomen and the thought of not knowing what you have planned brings the tendrils of excitement running up my spine again. After I finish my wine, I go and bathe, using scented bath oil that you have seemed to enjoy before. When I get out of the large tub, I pat myself dry and then stand in front of the mirror, looking at my body. I close my eyes and think of some of the things you have done to me and the thoughts stir the same feelings of excitement that I got reading your note.

I quickly slide on my wraparound dress and tie it at the front.

It is cut low in a v neck style and the skirt falls to mid-thigh. It is black and makes my pale flawless skin even more noticeable. Then I slide on my black high heels and look once more in the mirror.

My firm breasts form a deep cleavage very visible due to the low cut of the dress.

The heels accentuate the graceful curves of my firm thighs and calves.

I brush my waist length blond hair until it ripples in shining waves down my back. I am done.

I arrive at your door right at 7:00 PM and hesitate just a moment before knocking. The unknown makes me nervous, but I am committed to the evening.

Taking a deep breath, I knock softly on the door. It opens almost immediately, but a well-dressed young man I do not know stands at the door. His eyes travel my body from my face down to my feet and back up again. I blush and then look quickly at the address to make sure I have the right place and then back to him in time to see him step back and motion me in. I step through the door and as I get ready to turn and face him, I feel you come up behind me. Your arms slide around my waist from the back, checking my motion. I hear you whisper in my ear, "It is good to see you again, Gryphon." I feel your lips on my neck, just below my ear as you kiss me gently.

A shiver runs up my spine. The young man stands off to the side, continuing to watch us, but I say nothing.

I know if you want to explain you will.

You move beside me, take my hand and we proceed up the stairs to your candle lit bedroom. As we enter the door, I quickly glance behind us and see the young man following quietly. Still you make no mention of him. A feeling of uncertainty fills me as we step through the door and he follows. We move to the center of the room as he moves over to the side and stands against the wall.

As you speak, my eyes turn back to you. "Turn around, Gryphon and face our visitor.

He is here to learn something new, the surprise I spoke about in my note.

" I hesitate but just a moment then turn my back to you and face him. I feel you come up behind me and your arms slip down to my thighs and then slowly slide up, raising the bottom of my dress as they do so. As my pubic hair is exposed I glance quickly at the young man then away. Your hands run quickly and lightly over my lower abdomen and then slide away. You release the dress and bring your hands up to the tie on my dress. I swallow quickly wondering if you really mean to undress me in front of him. And then there is no doubt as I feel the front of my dress part.

You slide it over my shoulders and down my arms so that I stand there completely naked. Glancing again at the young man, I see his eyes once again looking at me from head to toe and back up. I hear you moving behind me and wonder what this evening will hold for me. Then you come up behind me and I can feel your bare skin against mine. You turn me so that I face the bed and I see many pillows have been stacked in the middle. "I have prepared the bed, Gryphon.

Just as you did on your first visit here, climb up on the bed, only this time, lean across the pillows on your knees.

" Hesitating for only a moment, I walk forward and do as you have requested. This time, instead of being exposed to you on the edge of the bed, I am on my hands and knees with myself exposed in the direction of the young man. As I draw a breath to speak, your firm voice comes to me.

"Do not speak, Gryphon. Just do as I tell you. Lower the front part of your body to the bed and spread your legs wide but stay on your knees for now." A tingle of excitement at the thought of being so exposed and vulnerable mingles with the uncertainty of the situation. I comply with your directions and find myself even more open than I thought I would be. I wonder what you meant by saying the visitor was here to learn something new and can feel his eyes as well as yours on me. Then I feel your hands begin to explore my lower back and then slide down to my thighs and down to my and then even further, to my ankles.

Your touch is teasing and gentle and desire shoots through my body at your fondling. Then your hand move upward to the inside of my thighs, barely brushing my softness and my soft place squirms slightly at the feeling this brings to me. I hear movement, but other than your hands, you have not moved.

I try to see behind me, but the position makes this impossible. As I go to rise up and look, I feel your other hand between my shoulders, gently holding me in place. Your fingers continue to tease my softness and I feel your breath shortly before you begin to toy my personal place. I gasp and my hips rock forward at the contact and heat floods my body. For just a few moments you continue and then I feel you lean back. Your fingers gently separate and spread the lips of my softness, at the same time pulling my personal placeoral hood back. You stop with me in that position for a few moments and now my inner most self is exposed.

I hear movement behind be again and realize that the young man is looking at me as you are. A soft moan escapes my lips as I squirm. This exhibition of my inner self to another makes the heat in my body rise. Then I feel your warm breath first and then your tongue as you begin to toy my personal place. The heat inside me rises quickly and I squirm even more. Then you stop and I groan in frustration. Your hands release me and my soft place wiggles in the air wanting your touch back. I feel you shift beside me as you move away for a moment. The next thing I feel is warm oil being poured onto my soft place, almost directly on my sensitive place. I jump at the suddenness of the erotic contact. Then I feel your hands on my soft place, caressing and teasing as you spread the oil. At first, you finger tips barely brush my sensitive place as they travel from there, down between my lips and brush my personal place. Again I squirm as the desire comes back full force.

You tease my personal place for a moment and then your fingers slide back up, between my lips to my sensitive place. There you begin to tease it, touching, circling and then finally stopping directly in line with it.

Your other hand comes up and spreads my cheeks wider exposing more of me. You increase the pressure slightly and the very tip of your finger slides in. I gasp as a sudden bolt of desire shoots through my body. Your finger continues its journey inward, slowly going deeper, until it is buried in my soft place. I moan and my hips rotate, enjoying the pleasure this brings. Then you begin your outward journey, stopping just before your finger comes completely out. Then with a slow gentle rhythm, you begin to play my soft place with your finger.

The contrast of feeling between my full soft place and my empty softness begins to flame the desire within me.

I slowly begin to meet your thrusts and moan softly. Then I feel a second finger slide in, stretching me wider.

Then I realize what you intend to do. A shiver of want and uncertainty shoots through me as I wonder if I can do this.

But your fondling and playing of my soft place soon drive those thoughts away as I begin to meet your trusts again.

When the ache of want in my body has reached a point it feels almost painful, I feel your fingers slide from inside of me. I groan in frustration and begin to try to get up. Immediately your hand is between my shoulder blades and in a firm voice you say, "Stay where you are.

I want to look at my progress so far." I feel you shift beside be and move behind me. Your hands pull my soft place cheeks apart and for just a moment you are still. Heat enflames my center as I think of you and the young man examining me so closely. My hips squirm and I moan from wanting you inside me. Then I feel the tip of your hard length against my sensitive place.

Out of no where the uncertainty of being able to take your eight-inch length inside me there comes back. I become still and wait. Slowly you increase the pressure and I feel myself opening up to you.

Slowly you slide into me, taking your time, stretching me wider as you go. The slow journey continues until I finally feel your stomach against my soft place cheeks. There has been no pain, but I feel so full, again in contrast to the empty feeling in my softness.

Slowly you begin to slide in an out of me and your hand reaches around and begins to tease my personal place again. The two forms of stimulation send a jolt of desire and need through me. All hesitation is gone now as I meet your slow thrusts. As they become quicker and deeper, I begin to moan.

My body is on fire and climax is not far away. My hips arch back to meet your thrusts, harder and faster. I hear your moans join mine as both of us gets closer. Finally I can contain it no longer and the heat within me turns to wave after wave of pleasure as I feel you throbbing in my soft place. My hips buck and rock.

I come back up on my hands so I can meet your thrusts harder and cry out. It feels as if my body is exploding and I cannot get enough. The waves of pleasure slowly decrease, as does your pace.

I can feel the slickness of your cum inside of me as we rock together gently.

Our pace slows until finally we stop. We both roll over on our sides with you still inside of me. I look up and see the young man is gone.