Escape

by Chelsea Dorsette

  Chapter Two

  Friday flew by in a heartbeat as she conducted two seminars and talked individually with numerous psychologists she knew from college and had met over the years at other conventions. Knowing Ray would probably be arriving at the hotel around six p.m., she said goodnight to her colleagues and raced up to her suite to get ready for him. After taking a quick shower, she ordered their dinner to be delivered later by room service. After hanging up the phone, she got the champagne chilling in a silver ice bucket and made sure the massage table she had specifically requested was ready with a heating pad and a light blanket. Taking a bottle of oils from the bathroom, she placed it next to the table for later. Going to the dresser, she pulled out what she hoped was the perfect outfit to seduce him in. She was looking for a private night of romance in the suite and was anxious to set the right tone.

  Taking the lingerie she had brought out of the dresser drawer, she carefully slipped it on. She had chosen a white and pink outfit that had a tight fitting sexy top with matching thong, garter belt and sheer white stockings. She looked as elegant as her surroundings. Knowing that Ray loved high heels, she had specifically bought a pair of white stilettos and a floor length satin robe that matched perfectly. She even painted her toenails the same color pink as the colored accents on her lingerie. As she fluffed out her hair, she applied some blush and lit candles throughout the suite. Turning the lights down low and adjusting the sheer curtains so they were partially closed, everything was ready for romance, and so was she.

  Just moments later, she heard the key card being slipped into the door and she knew Ray was here. As he entered the room, all he could do was drop his suitcase and stare at her with a wicked smile. Giving him a come get me look, she walked slowly over to him as her robe swished seductively around her legs. With his hand in hers, she pulled him toward her and while the door automatically closed behind him, she gave him the most erotic kiss he could ever remember. He was mesmerized by how beautiful she looked and was completely turned on by how much she wanted him. As he kicked his bag out of the way, he swept her up in his arms and carried her over to the couch. Placing her down like a princess, he breathed, “Let me take a good look at you.” Not being in any hurry, he took his sweet time and caressed every inch of her with his eyes as she lay outstretched draped in white satin and lace.

  With her legs crossed demurely she teased, “I missed you this week. I hope you don’t mind if we stay in tonight. I have some surprises for you!”

  Completely pleased with her plans, he took off his jacket, threw it on the chair and sat down next to her. While running his thumb gently over her lips he responded, “I couldn’t think of anything I would rather do more.”

  As usual with Ray, she was always taken aback by how striking he was. His charcoal gray hair and matching goatee were the sexiest things she had ever seen and tonight he looked casual but classy in tight jeans, a black sport jacket, white collared shirt and black shoes. A tiny bit of chest hair poked out the top of his shirt which was also charcoal gray and caused her body heat to rise involuntarily. Sitting up, she coaxed him to move out of her way and after a bit of a playful struggling as he tried to keep her down, she finally managed to get up and said laughingly, “I have some lovely things planned for you tonight. But be warned, I want you to just relax and let me be your personal birthday gift giver!” Ray couldn’t have been more intrigued. Jordan was the most sexually giving woman he had ever been with and he liked the idea of relinquishing some control and letting her take the reins. So tonight he decided that was exactly what he was going to do, as he could see how excited she was to please him. Well, at least he would try!

  Chapter Three

  Repositioning himself on the couch, he watched Jordan stroll over to the bar, pour two glasses of champagne and put on a CD. The room had an incredible Bose speaker system and the relaxing sounds of one of his favorite smooth jazz bands made him relax even more. Sitting together, they caught up and talked about their week, the flight to San Francisco and the beautiful hotel. Looking around the room he observed all of the details as she pointed them out one by one. Interestingly, she did not point out what looked like a massage table over by the windows, but it had his curiosity piqued. After relaxing together for an hour, she called room service and gave them the thumbs up to move forward with dinner. “I hope you don’t mind that I ordered for both of us,” she said hesitantly. “But I think you will like what’s coming.”

  Looking deep into her eyes he paused and whispered, “It doesn’t matter what food they bring up, Jordan. Everything I want is right here, right now.” Blushing, she kissed him softly on the lips and went to refill their champagne glasses.

  When they heard a knock on the door Ray opened it and waved the waiter in. Because she was dressed so seductively, Jordan disappeared discreetly into the bedroom while the waiter set the table with a linen tablecloth, elegant candles and beautiful silverware. After placing the covered food plates on the table, Ray gave him a nice tip and he quietly dismissed himself from the suite. Hearing the waiter leave, Jordan came back out and said, “Wow, it smells wonderful. Let’s eat!” Chuckling at her unabashed love of food, he pulled the chair out for her as she sat down and then sat himself. Taking off the silver plate covers, they were both completely amazed at what they saw. Jordan had ordered Maine lobster tails, filet mignon, asparagus tips and crusty French bread. It was a feast and it took only seconds before they both dove in. As they ate, the candles flickered romantically and the lights from the city twinkled in through the sheer curtain shades. It was the most magical meal she had ever shared with a man and she could see he was enjoying it every bit as much.

  Once the food was completely devoured, Ray cleared the table and placed everything out in the hallway as Jordan disappeared into the bathroom and started running the jacuzzi with hot water and fragrant bath salts. Hearing the water running, Ray went to the bar and poured them both a glass of Chardonnay and waited for her to return from the bathroom. Before handing her the glass, he pulled her tightly into his arms, ran his hand up the back of her head and kissed her deeply. Releasing her from his hungry mouth he said, “You outdid yourself with that dinner, baby. I’m quite sure I’ll never eat like that again!”

  With a playful wink she said seductively, “I’m glad you liked it, but I’m just getting started. Grab our wine, go into the bathroom and sit on the stool that’s in there. I’ll be right in.”

  Curious as to what she had in mind, he followed her direction and proceeded to the bathroom and sat down on the stool while she put on another CD and took off her robe. Entering the bathroom with her sexy outfit now in full view, she stood directly in front of him and said in a quiet yet directive tone, “Strip me.” He loved seeing her dressed like this and hearing the desire in her voice aroused him to the point of momentarily losing his breath. His penis was aching and twitching as he started unsnapping her garters and slowly lowering her garter belt, thong and stockings down her legs so they rested at her ankles. Standing up from the stool, he slipped his hands under her sexy top and guided it slowly up her waist, over her breasts and completely off as she held her arms up for him. All he had left to do was take off her heels and the lingerie pooled around her ankles. Reaching over to the now-full jacuzzi, he turned it off so he could do something that was very much at the forefront of his mind before they got in.

  Unable to move very well due to her ankles being trapped by her lingerie, Jordan stayed put while Ray moved behind her and ordered, “Bend over.” Bending at the waist, she placed her hands on the stool, leaving her creamy backside totally bare and pointed up at him. As he glided both of his hands slowly down her right leg, he lifted her foot up slightly, pulled off her high heel, released the garments and then slid her shoe back on. Doing the same seductive run of his hands down her left leg, he freed her of the remaining lingerie and replaced her second shoe. Nothing fired up his arousal more than a naked woman wearing only stiletto heels. As she started to straighten back
up, he placed his hand firmly on her back and holding her down commanded, “Don’t move. I want to get you as hot and bothered as I am this very minute.”

  Hearing him take a few steps back toward the vanity, she wasn’t sure what he was up to but heard him pick up something and couldn’t wait for what he had in mind. As he gently caressed her bottom with his hand, he stated, “Girl, I can’t get enough of your ass. And I know you can’t get enough of me spanking it. Let’s take our time and have a little bathroom fun before we get into the water.” Smiling at what she now knew was in store, all she could do was nod her head as an intense shot of heat raged through her lady parts. It always amazed her how just thinking of Ray could get her into a sexual frenzy even when he wasn’t near. But when he was around, she was on fire. And right now she was burning up.

  While returning one hand to rest on her back, he tightened his hold of the hairbrush he had just taken off the vanity with the other. Groaning with unbridled lust he brought the backside of the wooden brush down on her lush ass cheek. She could instantly feel herself go wet as the brush smacked against her bare skin. Hearing the sound echo throughout the bathroom was every bit as intoxicating as what he was doing to her. “Ray,” she cried out, “Oh my God!”

  Bringing his arm back again he landed the hairbrush down on her other cheek while saying in a drop dead sexy tone, “I knew you’d like this. Your ass loves what I do to it, and so do I!” Throwing her head back in total submission, abandon and desire she cried out with each strike that he leveled on her defenseless bottom. In many ways, the sharp cracking sound of the wooden brush against her skin reverberating in the tile room sounded more like a whip, which fueled her deepest, darkest fantasies even more.

  “Let me hear how much you like this baby,” he egged while continuing to bring the brush down again and again on her luscious mounds.

  “I love it when you do this to me,” she gasped. Hearing her cries of ecstasy while watching her relinquish total control to him made his heart beat faster and his cock throb harder. So much for giving up control, he thought to himself! But the chemistry between the two of them just brought it out in him and he was no more able to control it than she was.

  Throwing the brush onto the floor, he unzipped his jeans and released his rock-hard member. Grasping her bright red ass cheeks with both hands, he spread them apart and pushed his dripping cock into her soaking pussy and pounded hard while holding her hips for leverage. “That’s it baby,” he praised. “Your ass gets me so fucking hot.” As Ray grinded into her again and again, she was blown away feeling the multiple erotic sensations of her ass stinging, her pussy walls expanding and contracting, and the familiar tingling of an orgasm that was mounting fast. Unable to hold out any longer, they both cried out as her orgasm soaked her lower lips and his male juices shot deep inside her.

  Chapter Four

  Helping her to stand up, he turned her around and said sheepishly, “I’m not off to a very good start letting you be in control am I?”

  Laughing at his obvious concern she replied, “Well, I’ll give you that one indiscretion, but if you do it again I may just have to punish you!” Laughing again at his obvious interest in that scenario, she unbuttoned his shirt and made him sit on the side of the jacuzzi while she pulled off his shoes, underwear and pants. “Get in the tub,” she ordered. “And behave yourself!” Grumbling under his breath he swung his legs over the side and slipped into the warm scented water as she slipped off her heels and followed him in with their wine. Stretching out with her back leaning up against his chest, they listened quietly to the music and enjoyed the warm caress of the water and feel of each other’s wet skin.

  After about ten minutes of soaking, Ray was once again challenged to behave himself. Reaching for the bottle of shower gel, he soaped up a washcloth and began to massage her breasts. Feeling her head relax back onto his shoulder he continued to wash her neck, shoulders and arms. Hearing no complaints, he submerged the cloth under the water and gently washed her stomach. Unable to resist, he let the washcloth float up to the surface, glided his hand to her clit and started to rotate his forefinger over her very hard nub in a circular motion. Hearing a quiet moan escape from her lips he kept manually stimulating her sweet spot with his fingers.

  “Shit, Ray,” she whispered as her head rocked slowly from side to side on his shoulder. “Here you go being bad again.”

  Speaking softly he challenged, “Would you like me to stop?” Feeling her move her hand below the water and resting it on his wrist, he knew her answer was no. Continuing to stroke and rub her, it was only moments later until she inhaled a deep gasp of air and lost herself to him.

  After taking a few minutes to catch her breath she said suddenly in a parental tone, “OK, that’s it buddy. Get out of the bath now! You’re going to let me take control of at least one thing tonight!” Chuckling to himself, he did as instructed and they both got out of the jacuzzi. After toweling each other dry, she picked up just her high heels and said, “Wait here.”

  Giving her a sarcastic salute he countered, “Yes ma’am!”

  Leering at him she said, “I’ll be back to get you in a minute.” Shutting the bathroom door, she sat on the edge of the bed and put her high heels and satin robe back on. Walking over to the massage table she turned on the heating pad, put on a new CD and turned on the gas fireplace. After adjusting the lights she went back to the bathroom, opened the door and without saying a word, took his hand in hers and guided him to the massage table.

  “Lie down on your stomach,” she whispered. As he lay down on the table, she couldn’t help take a moment to bask over his beautiful body. She loved every inch of him. He was manly in all the right places and as she looked at him, she could feel herself getting wet again. But that would have to wait. Guiding the thin blanket that rested at the bottom of the table over his legs and hips, she then took the bottle of oil and rubbed some between her hands.

  “Just relax,” she instructed. “And let me take care of you.” Standing at the head of the table, she began a slow and deep massage of his neck and shoulders. As much as he tried not to get turned on, he couldn’t help feeling aroused looking through the opening of the head rest and seeing her polished toes in those sexy high heels. But after a few minutes of her deep, comforting massage he felt both his body and his penis relax to a peaceful, non-stimulated place. No woman had ever given him a massage like this before and he was completely overcome with how good her warm, oily hands felt rubbing the muscles in his neck, shoulders, arms and back. She never said a word and demanded no conversation from him. He instinctively knew this was a time that had nothing to do with sex, but everything to do with intimacy.

  After spending 15 minutes on his upper body she moved to the end of the table where his legs rested, moved the blanket over his upper body to keep him warm and started on his ass and legs. The only thing he breathed through the entire massage was, “How did you learn to do this?” Yet she remained silent and never answered his question. Starting with the bottom of his feet, she took her time using the heels of her hands to relax them, knowing how feet get the brunt of weight and abuse. She had experienced enough massages herself to know that a good foot massage can actually relax the whole body. After thoroughly rubbing those abused muscles, she worked her way slowly up each leg while replenishing her hands with oil as needed. He had never been so relaxed in all his life. The soft music, candle light, glow of the fireplace and the warmth from her hands and heating pad left him completely defenseless. Moving from his legs to his ass, she particularly enjoyed rubbing and occasionally squeezing his full flesh. She thought he had an amazing butt…miles better than most men. Once again, she could feel the apex of her thighs growing hotter as she massaged his very sexy mounds and resisted an overwhelming urge to spank him. Everything in due time, she thought to herself.

  Finishing with his backside, she returned to the head of the table and whispered in his ear, “Turn over.” Holding the blanket up a bit, she heard him gr
oan slightly as he flipped over on the table. Placing the blanket back over his chest she returned to the foot of the table, put more oil on her hands and proceeded to massage the front of his legs one at a time. Seeing his erection standing at attention she decided now was the perfect time for payback. Pushing his muscular legs apart, she climbed up onto the table between them and took his very erect member into her mouth and sucked him while reaching up and rubbing his stomach.

  “Good lord woman,” he cried. “You’re amazing.”

  Feeling herself start to get demanding, she continued sucking his cock and squeezing his balls. It became clear in that moment that turning him on without reciprocation excited her every bit as much as when he was doing things to her. She concluded that Ray already knew this from what they had just shared in the bathroom. Knowing he was about to cum, she took off her robe, slid further up the table, placed her knees on either side of his hips and lowered her hot welcoming pussy onto his wet hard cock and rode him until he exploded inside her.

  Chapter Five

  The next day was filled with sightseeing all over the city. They started the morning off at Fisherman’s Wharf and then took a sightseeing boat to Alcatraz, which was located in the middle of San Francisco Bay. Upon returning, they had lunch in Chinatown and finished off the day strolling around Union Square. Jordan loved riding the Rice-a-Roni cable cars, as she liked to call them, because of the numerous rice ads plastered all over them. It was an exhausting day but they returned to the hotel in good spirits and famished. Returning to the suite, Jordan called for a dinner reservation downstairs at Bob’s Steak and Chop House while Ray took a shower. After taking a shower herself, she put on a sexy red dress with matching strappy sandals. When Ray saw her, his eyes widened as he complimented her on the beautiful dress and how perfect she looked. He always made her feel so special and she never doubted his sincerity. She felt touched at how much he seemed to appreciate her and although she had not planned on getting emotionally close, she could feel a soft spot for him growing in her heart.