Theres a knock on the door, P thinks thats odd, i have not ordered anything the post man would need me to sign for or is too big for my letter box… confused she tightens hers dressing gown around her, slips on some shoes and wanders for the door, unlocking the door she opens it and instead of the normal semi retired postman it is a fresh new postman, her face perks up, checking everything in order she goes to speak, going red when she realises that she cannot, embarrassed she finally gets the words out, “morning your new”, package for you he replies and pushes a plain bag in her direction, she replies with a “are you sure this is for me?” are you “pink princess” “yes” she replies, “then this is for you” he passes the parcel in Pinks direction with the other mail “thank you” still glowing from her earlier embarrassment.
closing in the door she wonders what the package is, there are no marking on the envelope to give Pink an idea…. lastly going into the kitchen to get some siccors, she finally gets into the parcel, to discover a new sexy black outfit, her eyes look over the underwear, in her mind she is thinking “wow, what an outfit” even more confused now, she checks the sizes and they are her sizes… baffled she checks the envelope again and sure it shows “Pink Princess, barbies house, barbie street, chesterfield” tossing the envelope to the side she opens the next brown envelope, “bill” she mutters to herself, the next envelope is white, she looks at it confused, her address hand written on the envelope, thinking it odd, she opens it to see a letter inside… she hurriedly rips open the envelope thinking “who hand writes envelopes these days” opening out the letter she focuses on the top line “Dear Pink”
Continuing to read the letter “you should have now received a package with some underwear in your size inside, you must wear this on Thursday night and come to the Casa hotel in Chesterfield, a taxi will be arriving at 1930 to take you, please wear this only with your black dress, do not be late” “fuck me” she moans to herself, “who could do this, is it a regular guy i chat to or one of the new guys messaging me” as she reads the letter again, her heartbeat gets faster and butterflies appear in her stomach, “am i brave enough to go?” she considers, “2 days i have to think about it, but i can find out from speaking to everyone….
For 2 days no one gave Pink any clues to who this might be, sitting on her sofa on Thursday at 1700, she thinks to herself “do i go”, she calls her best mate to tell her about her plans, making a provision to call her at 1945 to ensure she is safe…
Sure enough the taxi arrives at 1930 on the dot, freshly showered pampered and groomed, she waddles out to the taxi in her heels, her coat over her arm, the taxi driver who has no idea what is happening drives very slowly towards the casa hotel. Her stomach feels sick, “it is not too late to turn around” she thinks…. As the taxi pulls up outside the main entrance, she asks “how much do i owe you” “nothing, it was pre-paid” “ok” she replies and drawing one deep breath walks into the hotel. She looks around catching the eye of several men in the bar, there is a table in the corner, a large glass of rose and no one sat in front of it, she can see a mans legs coming from the chair with the back to her, “surely that must be him” she thinks to herself, walking slower over in the direction just in case she is wrong. She feels the eyes of many of the men burning in her back as they stare wishing she was joining them, hearing the ladies with them expressing their disapproval at the fact they were staring at another lady…
All of a sudden the man rises from his chair, he has been watching for you in the mirror, he has a smile on his face and extends his hand to meet yours, “fuck” you think goes through your mind, your heart beat quickens and your breath deepens, he pulls your hand towards his mouth and kisses it gently on the back, “please take a seat” as he points to the seat with the rose. Taking a quick gulp to settle her nerves pink smiles from ear to ear,m the butterflies have gone as they speak about each other, each time, looking at the guy to see the largest bulge in his designer jeans…
A waiter approaches and informs the man his table is ready, standing up her reaches for pinks hand and pulls her up, whispering in her ear, i hope your wearing all black, Pink smiles and goes red at the same time, knowing that he is indeed right…. The chat and flirting continue over dinner, as pink finishes her starter, he pulls an envelope out of his pocket, confused and taken aback Pink reaches for the envelope that is thirst in her direction… he takes her hand, keeping the firm grip on her envelope pulling her towards him, whispering in her ear “put the envelope in your bag and go to the toilet, follow the instructions inside the envelope please…..
Pink pushes the padded envelope in her bag, removes her napkin and stands up heading for the toilet…. Her heart beating so fast, what could it possible be? Once inside the washroom, she grabs the envelope, opening it to see a parcel and a letter inside, sitting down in the first cubicle she opens the letter…
“inside the envelope are some remote control love eggs, i want you to put these inside your pussy and return to the table, just at this point a vibrating noise can be heard from the envelope… “WHAT” she thinks, “do i, don't i” finally realising she has no choice she inserts the love eggs inside her pussy, washes her hands and walk back to the table with a smile on her face, “you like my present do you?” going red she replies, “yes i do thank you” with that he reaches in his pocket and she feels the love eggs shoot to full power, she lets out a little squeal as the man laughs, quickly turning off the love eggs….
The waiter approaches with her steak, just as she feels a vibrating in her pussy intensify, she lets out a whimper and the waiter looks around and smiles, she blushes and says “thank you” reaching for her rose she drinks a large gulp to try and settle her nerves, wonder what is going to happen next…..
To be continued..  |
