The ladies and gentlemen in the office are buzzing with excited chatter, all day the flowers, stuffed animals, cards, balloons and boxes of candy have been arriving, the florists and delivery guys have been very busy. Each time the office door opened my heart did a little flutter, maybe this time the gift would be for me, and each time my heart ached a little more as the gifts were delivered to someone else. As each gift was delivered to my coworkers I was thrilled and congratulated each and everyone hugging and telling them how beautiful and thoughtful their lovers were, ten minutes more and the work day would be over and still not a thing had been brought to me. I make excuses for him when people ask what I got, "He is so busy at work, probably not a moment to run out and purchase a gift", but my thoughts say, if he really cared he could have at least written Happy Valentine's Day, I love you, on a piece of paper and mailed it to me, I blink back the tears as I pretend to be busy at my desk. It not only breaks my heart that he forgot such an important day, but embarrasses me that I am the only one in the whole office who did not receive anything, I have bragged to my closest office friends many times of how sexy and romantic he is. How could he forget?
Suddenly someone clearing his or her throat brings my attention from my self-pity, I glance up and standing before me is a deliveryman with a beautiful red with silver trim small box in one hand and an envelope in the other. He asks if I am Angel, I nod my head yes, he extends his hands and says these are for you, with shaking hands I take the box and envelope from him, set them on my desk and grab my purse from under the desk, my hands are shaking so bad it is hard but finally I find my billfold and give him a very large tip and the biggest smile I am sure he has ever received. He smiles back and says thank you, thank you very much. I sit there gathering my nerve to open the box wondering what is inside.
The excitement gets the better of me and I slowly open the box, inside is the most beautiful purest of white orchid, the center has blood red tiny veins that run almost to the tips of the petals. Tears fill my eyes, I have never in my whole life gotten an orchid, this is my first and it is the most gorgeous orchid I have ever seen, the tears flow down my cheeks, happy tears. I reach for my letter opener and the envelope, opening it with special care, inside is a beautiful card on the front is a big red heart with the words, I love you my special valentine, embossed in shiny silver in the center of the red heart. Opening the card I recognize his handwriting, masculine and bold it reads; I could not find a card with the words to express how much I love and care for you, my love. So I will just say I love you with all my heart and soul and care more for you than any words can say.
You are the star that shines the brightest in the dark sky
You are the rainbow at the end of a storm
You are the light at the end of a long tunnel
You are the sprinkle of a shower on a hot summers day
You are the sparkling jewel of my life
You are all the special things rolled into one
You are the love of my life now and forever
I love you with all my heart
Always have and always will
You bring out the best in me
And turn me on like no other could come close to doing
You have the magic touch
No one will ever take your place in my heart!
Be my Valentine, my love!!!
Such beautiful words, words from my lover's heart to me, what could be more special, my first orchid and the most beautiful poem ever written, he did not forget our special day, he loves me. As I try to put the card back in the envelope I notice there is something else in it, a piece of paper, pulling it from the envelope I unfold it and start to read,
Angel my love I remembered you telling me you had never received an orchid, so this year I wanted to give you a special one, hope you will do me the honor of wearing it when you come home today. I have a very special evening planned for you, thought it was about time I showed you how special you are to me. When you arrive home you will find a trail that leads to me and there will be a few surprises along the way, I love you my sugar pie and hope this evening will be one you never forget. Happy Valentine's Day, KISSES all over that sexy body!
My best friend Linda comes over to see what is wrong, she had noticed the tears streaming down my cheeks, she gasps as she sees the rare orchid corsage in the beautiful red box. Oh sweetie how beautiful, no wonder you are crying, that is the most beautiful orchid I have ever seen. I show her the card and letter, as she reads I notice tears in her eyes too, then she says, "surprises" sweetie get your butt out of here go home to that romantic man of yours and tell me all about those surprises tomorrow.
Quickly I gather my things and place them all side by side on my desk, taking the orchid from the red and silver box, my hands shaking, I try to pin the corsage on but cannot, Linda smiles and says, let me dear. My other best friends, Nancee, Karen, Darlene, Marti, Di and Sharon all gather around as Linda pins the orchid on my blouse, their ohs and ahs bring everyone in the office rushing over to see what is causing all the commotion, everyone is in awe of the gorgeous flower and the beautiful card, and of course they find the letter and start passing it around. I am embarrassed, but very proud that my man seems to be the most romantic man around. A blush creeps across my cheeks and a smile is on my lips.
The ride home seemed to take forever, I think I got caught at every red light, but finally I arrive home, my sweetheart's SUV is parked in the driveway, I park my van right behind it. I get out of the van and walk towards the front door, just like always, turn the doorknob it is not locked so I push the door open, an intoxicating sweet romantic aroma fills my nostrils. The table in the entrance way is lined with scented candles and there is white roses placed within a few inches of each other on the carpeted floor, also on the entrance table is an envelope with the words handwritten on it, "read me". I set my purse, the red and silver box and the card down on the floor underneath the table, take the envelope and open it, a note is inside it says, "Follow the trail of roses, they lead to more notes and many surprises for my sugar pie, there is a box at the end of the entrance table, please open and wear what you find." I look towards the end of the table and sure enough there is a very small red velvet box, I open it and a gasp escapes from my lips, there inside is a pair of diamond studs with dainty little teardrop diamonds attached, thank goodness for the large mirror on the wall above the table. Looking in the mirror I remove the gold hoops from my pierced ears that I had worn to work today and replace them with the diamond earrings, noticing how beautiful the rare orchid corsage looks on the white blouse I had chosen to wear for Valentine's Day. Another quick glance in the mirror, time to follow the trail of roses and see what else my lover has in store for me I love surprises.
The trail of white roses leads to the back of the sofa in the living room, glancing over the sofa I see another red velvet box a little larger than the one before and beside it another envelope, grabbing the box I open it, another gasp escapes my lips there sparkling in all it's glory is a diamond necklace a long silver chain with a teardrop diamond in the center, OH MY GOD! It is so very beautiful! I set the box down and open the envelope, another note this one says, "Please put me on that sexy neck of my sugar pie, and continue to follow the trail of roses, and the color of the petals has changed to pink, which means you are getting closer to your ultimate surprise." I look around on the carpeted floor seeking the pink roses; I see the first one pointing to the stairs that lead to the second floor. Taking the necklace with the long silver chain I slip it over my head, the diamond teardrop snuggles perfectly between by breasts, and I start towards the trail of pink roses.
On every other step of the winding spiral staircase is a lovely perfect pink rose, up and up I go till I reach the landing of the second floor, the coolness of the diamond teardrop snuggled between my breasts is very titillating and fills wonderful. At the top of the staircase is a shelf on the wall it is lined with the scented candles; the intoxicating, sexy aroma sends shivers all over my body, also there is another red velvet box and envelope. I walk over to the shelf, take the red velvet box and open it; a gasp is putting it mildly, a diamond bracelet twinkles back at me, little diamonds trailing around two back to back teardrop larger diamonds with a round perfect garnet snuggled in between the teardrop diamonds, garnet is my birthstone. Placing the bracelet on my right arm and fastening the clasp I take the envelope and open it, it says "Now my sugar pie you are even closer to that ultimate surprise, the trail of roses will change to red, meaning you are getting hotter and hotter." My thoughts exactly, my love juices are starting to flow, getting hotter with each step I take. Looking down at the floor I see the trail of red roses pointing to the master bedroom, a wicked smile crosses my lips, stopping just outside the bedroom door, wondering what fantastic surprises await me beyond the door.
My right hand on the doorknob, slowly turning, savoring the excitement of what is in store for me on the other side. Pushing the door slowly open, no gasp, my mouth falls open and my brown eyes are as wide as saucers, OH MY GOD! My knees feel weak, my heart pounding in my chest, I must be dreaming, no man could come up with such a gorgeous sight, not even my sexy man. In my wildest dreams I could not have come up with such an erotic, stimulating, and romantic setting, and to think that my sexy man came up with all of this on his on with just a few hints over the years from me, he remembered every little detail of the romantic dreams that I told him about and has made my dreams come true. God, I love him so much, with all my heart and soul. Now if I can just get my mouth to close and tell him how much it all means to me.
How do I express the way he has made me feel, all the special things he has done just for me, I feel tears welling up in my brown eyes, but now is not the time for tears, now is the time for expressing love, the kind of love that only two people can share.
The bedroom is filled with scented candles their flames dancing slowly, vases filled with white, pink and red roses line the dresser, nightstands, and shelves. A red satin comforter has replaced our usual green one on the large four poster king size bed, each of the four posts is topped with a big red bow, the ribbon tails reach all the way to the floor. The red satin comforter is turned back revealing matching sheets, I can almost feel the coolness of them on my skin. Four big fluffy pillows at the head of the bed also covered with red satin cases, and in the middle of them is a white satin heart shaped pillow with red embossed letters that say, " Be my Valentine, my one and only sugar pie! I LOVE YOU!"
At that moment the adjoining bathroom door opens and standing there is my sweetheart, the man of my dreams, wearing my favorite outfit, absolutely nothing but a smile, god what a sexy man he is. As my eyes travel down that sexy body of his I notice something between his legs, walking over closer to him so that I may get a better look, I cannot help but gasp and giggle just a little, for there on his big shaft is a tiny red ribbon. His smile gets even bigger as he says; " I thought we would have dessert first sexy lady, if that is okay with you. Then if we still have the energy I have made reservations at your favorite restaurant for later this evening, much later. For I want to very slowly make love to you first, show you how special you are to me." In my sexiest voice I say, "Yes, dessert first sounds perfect to me my darling. I want YOU, now!"
I cannot resist, down on my knees in front of him I go, just have to have a little taste of what that ribbon is attached to, yes! When I grasp his sex tool in my hand I feel something attached to the ribbon behind it, looking at his shaft I see another surprise, my breathe inhales very deeply for there on the ribbon attached to his huge love tool is a ring. A beautiful anniversary ring, the one I have been lusting after for months, the one I was hoping he'd get me for Christmas but instead he had gotten me a gorgeous emerald and diamond one, which was just fine with me.
I slowly untie the red ribbon and remove the anniversary ring, tears slide down my cheeks, and my sexy man reaches down and takes the ring from my small fingers, then places the ring on my left index finger saying, "With this ring I promise my undying love, I promise to try my best to make you the happiest woman in the world. I promise to take you on those long walks in the woods like we use to do. I promise to be your clown and make you smile when you are sad and I promise to tell you how sexy you look when you wear that easy access button up white shirt that I love to see you in." I give him a special smile as I look up into those adoring green eyes; I wore this shirt especially for him today with a very short skirt the one that he loves for me to wear when I am with him, the navy blue one with elastic in the waste, for easy on easy off access to the pleasures beneath, his exact words.
I take his shaft in my hand and gently dry the tears of joy from my cheeks, it instantly responds by becoming even larger. Slowly I run the tip of his male tool across my small lips, holding onto the shaft with my left hand admiring how my ring looks next to his swollen member, two fantastic sights. The urge to open my mouth over powers me; I just have to have his delicious hard tool inside my mouth, slowly the soft head passes my teeth, my tongue teasing and tasting the flavor that is him and him alone. Ever so slowly I take him deeper and deeper past my mouth and deep into my throat, sucking and licking enjoying his male taste. He moans with delight as my nose touches the base and tickles the hairy flesh around his love tool. Very reluctantly he reaches down and grasps me under the arms, and slowly disengages me from his member whispering softly to me, "Baby, as much as I want you to continue I promised that this dessert was going to be mainly for your pleasure. I want to please you, caress you, kiss you, touch you, bring you so much pleasure that you will know beyond a shadow of any doubt how much I love and want you." Smiling into those sexy green eyes, I nod my head yes, this is going to be one hell of a dessert!
With a very mischievous look in those emerald eyes, he slowly runs the backs of his right fingers from my neck down, following the trail of buttons on my white blouse, straight down between my thirty-six c-cup mounds. His sexy voice whispering "Lets see if I can remember the combination to those buttons." Using only two fingers he gently starts the journey, the buttons seem to obey his touch, first one then two, revealing the top of the white lacy teddy that I wore especially for him. It is very low cut, white frilly lace caressing the tops of my breasts, the top just barely concealing the nipples; see through lace and nylon surrounding my breasts, magically all the buttons on my blouse are undone. With both of his big strong masculine hands he removes the blouse from my shoulders and arms, it falls to the floor at my feet.
He takes a step back from me to admire his handy work, those emerald eyes traveling up and down my body; I can feel the heat from them touching my body, almost like rays from the burning hot sun beaming onto my scantily clad small body. Taking a step back towards me he raises his hands to my face turning his hands, the backs of his fingers brushing across my forehead with the barest touch he slides them down my face, down the sides of my neck onto my shoulders and down my arms, all the way down to the backs of my hands which are extended down by my sides. Then turning his hands over and using only his palms those magic hot hands start the journey back up, stopping at my cheeks, his thumbs and forefingers gently massage the lobes of my ears and the beautiful earrings. In his deep sexy voice he whispers, "Their sparkle pales next to the beauty of you my love."
His full lips inching closer to my face, strong hands still cupping my cheeks bringing my small lips closer and closer to his full masculine ones. Just as I think his lips are going to claim mine he turns his head a little to my right, his lips follow his hand to my ear, the hotness of his breath searing my flesh. He places tiny butterfly kisses on my ear from bottom to top, feeling his lips parting just a tiny bit enough to allow the tip of his hot wet tongue to touch the top of my ear, leaving a moist trail where his tongue has touched. Ever so slowly his moist tongue enters my ear sending shocks of delicious shivers up and down my body, he knows what this does to me and knows exactly how to do it. The sweet torture drives me crazy, my body wanting more and more, wanting him to never stop, but wanting the feel of him inside me. Slowly he turns my head his hot tongue making a trail across my cheekbone, tongue barely touching my small lips, over to my other ear. Then he starts the same procedure on my left ear, at that moment my knees go weak and his hands reach down to the hem of my short navy blue skirt, his hands traveling up the short distance to my firm bottom, grasping each cheek in his big strong hands, pressing me firmly to him, preventing me from collapsing to the floor. Then those full manly lips start another journey down the left side of my neck. I wonder if he is going to explore every one of my special spots, god I do not know if I can live through such pleasure my body already feels as if it is going to explode into a million pieces.
As his sweet sexy lips get closer and closer to that little magic spot on my left shoulder my body trembles from head to toe, thank goodness for his strong grip on my bottom, for I know my knees would buckle and I would slide down his body to the floor. The lips reach their destination, I gasp for air as his lips part and he sucks the flesh of my shoulder, the wet hot tongue begins its magic dance, swirling, licking probing that magic spot, his strong hands gripping and squeezing my buttocks, my pelvis grinding into his. He gently parts my legs with his knee pressing his thigh between my legs, my navy blue short skirt is hiked up around my waist, and the panty of my white teddy is soaked with my wetness. I rub the wetness of my crotch on his thigh, this excites him even more and he sucks on my shoulder even harder, biting applying just the right amount of pressure with his teeth, pressing his thigh against my wet crotch. My breasts swelling against his chest, aching to be released and touched, the nipples growing more erect with each touch of his teeth and thigh. I feel the explosion coming forth from deep within me, gasping for air, my hands kneading his hair and neck, OH BABY I try to scream, but it only comes out a bare whisper.
My love nest pours forth the juices of my climax, drizzling through the whisper of white cloth that barely covers my crotch and slowly trailing down his naked thigh, his lips sucking on my shoulder as if they are draining the juices from my womanhood. He slowly releases his full lips from my shoulder as my orgasm subsides and my small weak body collapses against him, his strong hands still cupping my buttocks. Those strong hands begin to lift me up, his lips searching for mine; the taste of his mouth is like sweet nectar, I drink from his lips as if I were dying of thirst.
Then I feel the coolness of the satin comforter as he gently lays be back onto the bed, our lips clinging together, tongues doing that magic dance of love. The warmness of him snuggling to the front of me and the coolness of the comforter snuggled to my back, OH MY what an erotic feeling. The fire that had been cooling down now starts to build all over again, like a forest fire burning out of control, flames building higher and higher with each passing second. Lips that had been feeding my fire ever so gently pull away from my lips; sliding down my throat, working their way down stopping at the top of the white teddy, wet tongue tracing a trail across my breasts. Tenderly my love removes his hands from my buttocks, and that hot tongue from my breasts, sitting back on his knees his hands go to the waistband of my navy blue short skirt. I lift my hips so that he may slide it lovingly down my long brown legs, he was right about the skirt, easy off access, with great ease he removes it and tosses it to the floor.
Those glistening pools of emerald devouring my body, the see through white teddy doing little to hide what is beneath, long brown legs, curly black tendrils peeping out the sides of the white teddy panties. My flat tummy with just a hint of thin white covering it, large breasts trying their best to escape from the white lacey ruffle and the lust filled look in my brown eyes as I stare at his fully erect manhood. I can't resist running my dainty little wet tongue across my lips, a wicked little grin appears on his lips, he knows what that tongue feels like on his manhood.
Before I have time to carry out any of my wicked little thoughts, he grabs my legs and spreads them just enough for him to crawl between them, warm thighs pressing against warm thighs. Strong firm hands tenderly caressing the tops of my thighs, fingers so very close to the outer edges of the white panties, almost but not quite touching the curly black tendrils, my love box aches for his touch, the relief that only he can give to me. The fire that has begun again deep inside me begs for more of him, I want him so bad, want him buried deep inside me, but he refuses to slide that big shaft of his into the recesses of my womanhood. Soft sweet moans of begging for him to enter me do not stop his sweet torture, I close my eyes waiting for more, pushing my hips up, showing him how much I need him, but still he does not enter me.
His thumbs drawing little circles where my legs meet my love nest, teasing me, driving me wild, my juices flowing like a waterfall down a mountainside, thumbs slowly entering the sides of the panties, rubbing very softly from front to back, back to front, barely grazing the flesh of my womanhood and buttocks. Just as I am sure he will give me relief he stops, my brown eyes flash open as his fingers leave my body, disappointment flashing on my face, looking into those emerald eyes I see controlled lust and desire for me. His hands move up to the tiny straps of the white teddy, tenderly he rolls them off my shoulders and down my arms, I help by pulling my hands free of the straps. He then continues to remove the teddy tugging softly pulling it down, revealing the breasts. Leaning towards me he touches his lips to each breast, just a bare touch, lips barely coming into contact, but enough for me to arch my back towards him aching for those lips to engulf the nipples, but he pulls his face back, not allowing but just that hint of touch.
The white teddy is down to my waist now and still he continues to slide it further, he starts to back his legs up and pulls each of my legs up into the air, placing each against his chest. Then his hands go back to the teddy, working it down and over my hips, pulling it up my legs and off my feet. My baby starts to kiss the insides of my legs, first one then the other, as he goes further down my brown legs wrap around his neck, tugging and pulling his face down to the wet hot treasure that is me. I reach down and grab hold of the dark hair that covers his head, forcing his face with my hands and legs to my pulsing womanhood; he drinks from me like he has an unquenchable thirst, I grind my crotch into his face taking his tongue as deep as it will go. That magic tongue swirls and licks as it goes in and out, making my juices flow even more, and then he licks me from love hole to curly tendrils, stopping with each lick to tempt and tease my clit. He starts to suck on my clit very tenderly, I feel the flames lapping at my insides, and then I feel him inserting a finger, in and out as he increases the pressure of his sucking on my clit. I lose the tiny bit of control I had remaining, my body convulses into a million spasms, my legs tightening around his neck my hands pulling his hair, screams rip from my lips, but come out as only moans and gasps, just as one spasm starts to subside another takes it's place, and another, and another, there are so many that I could not keep count if I wanted to. After what seems like forever my body stops exploding, he licks and drinks every drop, as I look down at him I can see his face is covered with my love juices, finding the strength even though I am very, very weak I unwrap my legs from his neck and shoulders and tug at him, pulling him to me, kissing and licking my juices from his sexy face, finding his nectar filled mouth and kissing him deeply, he shares the taste and nectar with me, our tongues swirling and dancing as we both enjoy the nectar.
I can feel his manhood pressing between my legs, seeking for a hot place to slide into, raising my hips just a little so his manhood can gain entry, it slide in with no problem, the walls are slippery with my still flowing juices. The magical rhythm begins, slowly and tenderly at first, then plunging deeper and harder, our lips still drinking from each other. Hips plunging into each other, tummies' making a little slapping noise as our rhythm gets faster, I feel that glorious fire burning again inside me, our lips part as we both know that special moment is about to occur, emerald eyes staring deep into brown eyes. I could swear I see sparks jumping from his eyes to mine, He gasps as his climax overtakes him and at that precise moment my own body explodes with his, like before it comes in waves another beginning before the previous one subsides, he plunges deeper with each spasm of my body, as if he is searching for another explosion and his manhood has the keys to unlock them all, and it does, it REALLY does, he finds them all releasing them one at a time, each more intense than the one before.
As he collapses onto me he rolls to his side pulling me with him, making sure not to break the connection of our private parts, we snuggle relishing in the aftermath of the best sex either of us have ever had, only deep true love could be so intense and enjoyable, real love always makes everything better, especially sex. Slowly we gain our strength back, kissing and enjoying the feel of each other, holding each other so close never wanting to let go of this moment, whispering words of love to each other.
I thank him over and over for all the wonderful gifts, but most of all for the fabulous lovemaking, all the attention, and all the earth shattering climaxes. He tells me it was his pleasure and he enjoyed it just as much as I did, possibly more. Love is so wonderful!
I suddenly remember him saying something about taking me out for dinner and I say, "Sweetheart, I don't think I have the energy for going out after all that lovemaking." He smiles at me and says, " Dollbaby, we'll rest for awhile then I'll help you get ready. We'll take a shower together and I'll wash you from head to toes." I smile back at him and tell him, "If you do that we may never get out of the house!" He says, "That will be just fine with me, my beautiful Valentine! I love you with all my heart and soul." My reply, "That will be just fine with me too sweetie pie! I love my emerald-eyed sexy man with all my heart and soul too. This was the best day of my entire life and you are the only man special enough to make it happen for me! I will always remember this day for as long as I live, you are the love of my life!" We kiss, that special kiss that only two people that love each other can do.
