Colette Caine's Bedtime Story


"After the Plane"

An Erotic Tale

Fantasy-Fetish Fiction

My flight had arrived from New York four hours late as a result of heavy fog -- I was tired, frustrated and thoroughly exhausted from running from one meeting to the next over the past few days.  My new literary agent had set a dozen meetings with publishers in only three days time. To have done this all true justice, I should have taken five days.

After exiting the plane I made way down to baggage and claimed my luggage, and headed for the taxi line to get myself home. Due to the sketchy arrival time I told Roger that I would see him tomorrow, but I would phone when I got in.

Fortunately for me there was no one waiting in the taxi line and I caught a car right away, and immediately seated myself in the back seat, gave the driver my address and pondered the many offers I had to choose from as I headed for home. How I wish Roger were there to talk over the options offered me. As tired as I was from the long flight; my mind could not rest.

Finally I pulled into the circular driveway of my house, paid the driver his fair... unlocked the front door and went to deactivate the alarm and saw that it was already turned off. I stopped for a few minutes and thought that I had certainly set the alarm before my trip. Shrugging my shoulders as I kicked off my heels, I simply abandoned the worry and attributed the lack of alarm on the excitement of the trip. I left the luggage in the entry way and made my way up the spiral staircase.

I could smell the heavenly scent of gardenias flowing through the air. I proceeded gradually and as I entered my bedroom, I saw that ever candle in my bedroom was lit, and that the bed was covered with gardenias, and as I glanced into the bathroom - there were candles lit every as well--- I walked into the bathroom and called out “Roger.....are you there?” with my eyes sparkling. I didn’t hear him respond.... But I glanced over to the large whirlpool tub and saw that it was filled with bubbles, and it seemed to be activating itself, someone had tripped the timer. I looked up - it appeared to have been set only minutes prior to my coming up the stairwell.

I glanced around and couldn’t figure this one out... I called out “Roger, are you behind this wonderful welcome?” I paused.

“Where are you?” Then I walked back into the bedroom and I heard a voice softly saying – “I am over here Zandra. I have been waiting for hours for you - I wanted to celebrate your many offers, and the beginning of a new journey for you....” I smiled and went to him to crawl into his lap.

His strong arms wrapped around my body and our lips met in a passionate kiss. “I missed you so very much.”

He only smiled and said – “and I you....” With that Roger began to undress me slowly - one piece at a time..

“Come with me ---“ as he led me to the swirling pool of bubbles, and gently held my hand so that I could lower my body into the warm water. I slipped down deep and closed me eyes, resting my head on the rim of the tub, and allowed the whirlpool to make its magic on my eagerly awaiting body. The bubbles flowed all around me and gently massage every inch --- I begged Roger to join me, “But if I join you - I won’t be able to watch you, and you are so beautiful in the water.....”

He reached for the soft sea sponge and began to caress my shoulders with it -- it felt so nice, I began to purr ever so quietly.....

We stayed like this for what seemed hours, but in reality it was only a short period of time.....

Roger wrapped my wet, naked body with an over-sized cotton towel, and began to dry me off....He started at my shoulders and worked his way down - it was then -- as he was kneeling in front my naked body, he knelt forward and kissed me between my legs. I wanted to melt; the moment was so romantic. The candles were burning - the gardenias were in full bloom, and the warm water was so sensual – Roger’s touch over my flesh aroused me to no end.

He stood and collected me in his arms, lifting me to the bed. I never wanted this moment to end – there in his arms so warm and safe. He began to smother my body with soft gentle kisses, stopping long enough to suck on my nipples.


I wanted him more than ever. I was so wet that I could feel the juices trickling down my legs. I whispered in his ear “I want you - I want you now’ He smiled and replied “Not just yet – I’m not ready to give in that fast” As he continue to work down the rest of my body. He stopped when his mouth met my pleasure zone, and began to run his tongue over that most sensitive spot. I moaned deep and hard, I could barely hold back - I had to release myself; I came...............

Now I needed to feel his hard cock in my mouth so I moved around to pleasure him at the same time he pleasured me. I could here him moan with delight as my lips met the tip of his hard cock and slipped it down my throat, I moved his cock in and out of my mouth, flickering the my tongue over the tip of his cock - knowing that this felt just as good to him turned me on even more....

The pleasure zones in my body were screaming for contact and I needed to feel his cock deep inside me -- I begged him to take me then and now.

He granted my wish and positioned himself on top of me and ever so slowly slid his hard cock deep within. My body quivered with delight, I began to play with my nipples, making them grow as he rub my clit.

It was so exciting for the both of us that we came together with such intensity that we collapsed in each others arms and drifted in a long wonderful sleep.............. Sweet dreams


(Copyright 1997)


Colette Caine, When Discretion Matters!tm

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