By Prerafaelite ã,
May 2001.
As the car pulled up to the hotel
entrance, Sophie thought how wonderful the place looked. She was very excited,
as it was such a special occasion to have dinner here and stay overnight. Dominic
had frequently taken her to lovely places like this, but it was different this
time. They were celebrating the publication of her first novel, the writing of
which had taken up most of her time for the last few months and they were both
looking forward to the romantic break and time spent together without
interruptions that this would provide.
As the car came to a stop, the valet
opened the door for Sophie to alight, Dominic already standing by her door
offering her his hand before she had a chance to even place her feet on the
ground. The valet took care of parking the car and dealing with the overnight
bags, which left Dominic and Sophie free to check in to the hotel and go
straight through to the restaurant as they were slightly late for their table
reservation and were already dressed for dinner.
As they stepped into the hotel, Sophie
noticed the myriad of decorations covering the walls in celebration of some
international cooking event, the type of which she was not entirely sure,
however it all looked spectacular to her. She was with the man she loved and
anticipation of the evening to come was more than enough to have her happiness
assured. Walking through the foyer she was amazed by its design, the front
elevation made up entirely of softly tinted green glass, extending 12 floors up
at an angle of approximately 50 degrees, making the wall a roof and the roof a
wall of sheet glass, displaying the night sky from the interior of the atrium
to perfection. Looking up, this wall of glass seemed to expand and rise up
above them, shimmering fragments of light refracting off the patchwork surface
like a myriad of eyes staring down at them.
A perfusion of indoor plants were
scattered about the foyer, illuminated from their bases by specially designed spotlights
that cast shadows up and across the leaves, making them shimmer. There where
potted palm trees and numerous types of shrubs abounding, clustered in small
groups giving an intimate feel to the very large open space of the building as
a whole. The highlight of this vista was the waterfall that drew the eye
towards it, which for all intents and purposes looked quite natural, spilling
out of the wall and flowing down into an artificial stream stocked with Koi
Carp and various aquatic plants. Tropical plants of varying textures and
colours and heights surrounded this water feature, creating a rainforest like
garden for the delight of the patrons, the sound of the running water soothing
on the ear. More potted palms and bamboos where grouped around the floor
separating the restaurant into sections and creating small alcoves where diners
could sit in relative privacy from the prying eyes of other guests, the
cleverly lit garden looking incredible in the rapidly fading light.
Walking across the floor towards the
restaurant, Sophie and Dominic negotiated a timber bridge suspended over the
indoor stream, stopping for a second to take in the sight. Flowing over pebbles
that had been set in the base of the stream, the water was so crystal clear
that the fish were easily visible from above. Dominic ran his hand over
Sophie’s back and down to the swell of her buttocks, groaning with delight in
her ear as he discovered the slight ridge of her tiny thong panties beneath her
gown. Caressing her buttock seductively, he urged her forward and they entered
the restaurant reception. The maitre`d greeted them and showed them to their
table which was in the furthest corner of the restaurant, in a part of the
building which cantilevered out over the freeform outdoor swimming pool.
Separated into two halves by the building suspended above it, the pool flowed
underneath the structure and opened out again into another large pool on the
far side of the restaurant next to the golf course. Looking out over the greens
there was a clear view of the river and the abundant small pleasure craft
cruising at this time of the evening.
Sophie and Dom seated themselves at
their table that was situated just next to the window on Sophie's left. It was
a very private and secluded setting. Looking to the right, Sophie could see
into the main atrium of the hotel through the spaces between the plants,
although she suspected that from the other side she would go unnoticed. There
were people milling about in the foyer waiting to be escorted into the gaming
room of the casino or perhaps they were meeting friends outside the cocktail
lounge, most were dressed formally for dinner.
Domenic perused the main menu before
asking Sophie what she would like to drink. Ordering a Cointreau with lemonade
for her and a crisp imported pilsner for himself, he took her right hand in his
and turned it to kiss her palm.
“You look exquisite tonight my love,” he
said, as he brushed a tendril of hair off her face before kissing her tenderly
on the lips.
“Why thank you kind sir,” she replied
coyly as she ran her stockinged foot slowly up his calf.
“I would very much like for you to go to
the rest room and remove your panties for me Sophie. I want to imagine you sat
here with me, exposed and waiting for my touch,” Whispered Dominic seductively
as his lips brushed against her cheek. Gasping, Sophie watched the expressions
flitting across Dominic’s face. The desire she saw blazing there in his eyes
was enough to have her rushing off to complete the request. Quickly returning to
the table, she handed Dominic her black silk thong that she had removed for
him. He balled them in his palm and brought them to his lips to kiss before he
slipped them carefully into his jacket pocket for safekeeping. Sophie’s heart
beat faster as she observed the very intimate gesture and the implication of
what was likely to happen later.
Sitting there watching him, Sophie
thought Dominic looked magnificent in his dinner jacket, his raven black hair
setting off his deep blue eyes that bored holes straight through your soul when
he looked at you that particular way. Sophie’s bronze evening gown was high
necked and without sleaves. It clung to her body, moulding to her ample breasts
and emphasising the rounded shape of them, highlighting the distinct prominence
of her nipples. Her long golden hair was wrapped in a tight chignon on the top
of her head; two tendrils escaping down the side of her face softening the look
and framing her pretty face. Her green eyes flashing excitedly at him as they
chatted over the menu selection.
The obsequious waiter was hovering a
little too closely for Sophie’s comfort but the impatient look directed at him
from Dominic had him scuttling away with their order, suitably chastised.
Sophie had chosen Thai spring rolls as an appetiser, Dominic preferring the
special order of char grilled king prawns. Ordering a bottle of Semillon Blanc
from the sommelier, they chatted freely about their likes and dislikes,
Sophie’s knee grazing Dominic’s thigh every time he leant forward which he did
frequently to stroke her knee through the thigh high split in her gown.
The food arrived promptly for which they
were grateful, it was lovely just to sit together and discuss events of the
past twelve months as they slowly ate their meal. The food was delicious but
the company was better as they played with each other across the table,
flirting and tantalizing each other with various stories and times they had
shared. Sophie introduced snippets of spring roll dipped in spicy plum sauce
into Dominic’s mouth as they talked, watching him intently as his teeth bit
down on the offerings. She could feel his lips brush over her fingers, the
sensations as delectable as the tasty morsels of food, the slow heat of desire
building between them as they ate. She licked his fingers clean as he fed her
titbits of shelled prawn, the knowing look in his eyes ample reward in itself.
There was something overtly sensual in the feeding of a lover from your own
hand.
Dominic’s hand on her knee wandered
higher up under her skirt, feeling the silk of her stockings under his fingers
until he reached the satin smooth area of skin where her stockings ended. His
fingers roamed further until he found what he was seeking. He separated and
caressed the hot wet folds at the juncture of her thighs as she licked her lips
in avid fascination at the look of intense concentration on his face. Swirling
his finger over the little sensitive little bud there made Sophie whimper with
delight. The fear of discovery was an intense turn on, the excitement
positively flowing through her veins at the risk they were taking. She was
captivated by this man and the teasing they had been indulging in earlier had
made her so ready for him. She was hot and swollen for him and the thought of
him knowing she was without panties drove her wild. She had little control over
herself and he brought his mouth crashing down on hers just as she convulsed
for him, taking her moans and swallowing them up in his mouth. When she finally
relaxed against him, he pulled back, smiled at her, and offered her a sip of
wine from his glass.
Her breathing eased as she rested her
hand on his thigh. Slowly she stroked her hand up and down his leg as he
carried on fondling her, feeling the sharp delineation of the muscles under her
fingers as his eyes blazed into hers. Glancing quickly around the room, Sophie
checked to see if anyone was watching them. Satisfied that their actions were
going unnoticed, she moved her hand higher up Dominic’s leg to the apex of his
thighs where she found the bulge of his erection straining against the zipper
of his trousers. Feeling bolder, Sophie stroked him through the fabric,
delighting in his startled but amused look as she slowly drew down the zipper.
Her knuckles grazed his throbbing erection as she lowered the zip and slid her
hand into his trousers. She felt for Dominic’s cock and finding it wrapped her
hand around it, her fingers tightening as she freed him from the confines of
his underwear after making sure he was concealed from view with the edge of the
tablecloth and his napkin.
Smiling gleefully at him, she moved
closer and kissed his lips softly, tracing the outline of them with the tip of
her tongue and savouring the sweetness of his mouth as she began to stroke his
cock slowly under the table with her hand. She raised her thumb to her mouth to
wet it, making him gasp at the way she licked it, savouring the taste of it as
if it was the most precious thing in the world before lowering it again and
running it over the head of his shaft. Smoothing her thumb over the sensitive
skin of the glans, she listened as his breath hissed out from between his
teeth, his fingers biting into the tablecloth as he tried to look unaffected.
Swirling her thumb slowly around the head and under the rim of his prick she
felt him quiver. She circled it again and again, feeling him expand and pulse
in her hand as she moved her fingers faster across him.
“Oh God Sophie,” growled Dominic in her
ear. “You’re driving me insane! I can’t hold back much longer, you’re going to
have to stop or I’ll explode right here! ”
She could feel him getting close to
release as she squeezed his balls with her free hand, rubbing them and gently
rolling them between her fingers. Groaning, he closed his eyes and relished the
sensations she was evoking before turning to her and kissing her fully on the
lips, his tongue delving into the depths of her mouth meeting hers in mimicry
of a far more intimate dance.
Breaking the kiss to bury his face in
her neck, Sophie felt Dominic’s body stiffen and pulse as warm liquid seeped
out over her hand under the napkin. Cradling him too her, she held him tight as
he shuddered against her. A muffled sound alerted her to someone’s presence.
Lifting her eyes to look, but unable to move for fear of being discovered,
Sophie could see the waiter had returned with their main course. He was
watching them with a look of incredulity on his face; quickly he placed the
plates he was holding down onto the table before stepping back and retreating
hastily to the kitchen.
Chuckling to herself, Sophie raised her
now wet hand to her lips and proceeded to lick it clean as Dominic watched, his
eyes blazing.
“ You wicked, wicked woman,” he said
laughing.
“Mmmmm…yes, I know my love, and we have
the rest of the night to look forward to as well, don’t we…” said Sophie slyly
as she turned to start her meal.
Domenic grinned at the devilment visible
in his woman’s eyes.
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