The Chair

Leisurely she walked around the chair running her fingertips along the curve of the wooden frame and she smiled as she caressed the velvety fabric. Turning off the lights and leaving the living room she walked into her bathroom where the earthy aroma of amber and ginger are wafting from the tub. Grabbing a hair clip from the drawer she twists her dark blonde hair clipping it high off her neck. Sliding out of her jeans and pulling her t-shirt off she steps into the steaming hot water and sighs as she sinks in. Leaning her head back and closing her eyes she feels the stress of the day peeling away layer by layer. Inhaling deeply she lets the scented steam fill her senses and she stretches out her five foot frame like a cat in the sun. She stays there until the water is cooled and her body is completely limber.

Rising out of the water, the silky foam running down her curves she reaches for her towel and slowly pats her self dry. Hanging the towel over the bar she examines herself in the mirror, while she isn’t the perfect ten she still likes her reflection enough to smile. Squirting a liberal amount of amber and ginger lotion on her hands she begins at her feet and works her way up her entire body moisturizing it with the woodsy scent. Once done she walks into her bedroom and takes out her favorite creamy silk robe and puts it on. Releasing her hair from the clip it falls in soft waves around her face, she runs her fingers through it and walks back into the living room. Lighting a series of candles she returns to study her chair it isn’t anything spectacular, not an antique or anything like that; just a simple balloon back style chair padded and covered with rich purple velvet. The chair has no arms, but is exceptionally sturdy with its short stout legs.

Thoughtfully, she sits down on the chair. She leans her back against the soft padding. The chair is wonderful she thinks to herself and runs her hands back and forth across the velvet cushion; to her it is the perfect chair. She is startled by a knock on her door and quietly she walks across the room, she isn’t expecting anyone she thinks to her self. Pepping through the curtains, a warm smile breaks across her face. Opening the door wide she is now beaming with delight at her visitor.

“Well, what a wonderful surprise!” Stepping into her house he grins at her and takes her into his arms, kissing her cheek he says,
“I was in the neighborhood.” “Uh-huh, sure you were.”
Looking around her house he laughs, “Got the whole romance thing going tonight?” “Oh, well I just got out of a bath and then came back in here to look at the chair I bought today.”
Walking into the living room she directs him to the chair.
“Is it an antique?” “No I don’t think so; I got it at a country shop there was something so, um… appealing about it.”

Standing there with her hair cascading around her face, the candlelight flickering in her eyes and her body barely covered by the silk robe he feels heat rising to his face.
Walking around to her he smiles, “I didn’t come all this way to talk about your new chair” “You didn’t?” She replies coyly.
Sitting down on the chair he says,
“No I didn’t though it is quite, what was the word you used?”
“Appealing”
She says as she walks around to stand in front of him.

Placing his hands on her hips he gives her a little tug forward and she giggles. “What are you up to?”
Glancing down at his crotch and then looking back up at her he grins and says “About half way I’d say”
Pulling her into his lap he passionately kisses her. Sliding his hand up inside of her robe he begins to caress her breast, taking a nipple between his thumb and forefinger he rubs back and forth until it is pert. Pulling back from the kiss he pushes the robe back exposing her breast and begins to kiss it and then he begins to suck on her nipple.
“Hmm, that’s nice” She coos.
Running her fingers through his hair and leaning in to inhale his scent that wonderful smell of leather and fresh air. Running her hands down the front of his shirt she asks shyly,
“Can we take this off?”
Without a word his pulls the shirt off, his build enticing her more. Leaning over she plants kisses all over his chest and then begins to tickle his nipple with her tongue. Trailing her fingers up and down his chest she stops at the waist of his blue jeans and begins to toy with the zipper and undo the button. Swiftly grabs her hand and brings it up to his mouth where he gently sucks each finger then turns it over and kisses her palm.
“Not yet lover.” He smiles.
He takes the sash off her robe and brings both of her hands around; seductively he wraps the sash around her wrist and then ties it off in a bow.
Smiling at her exasperated look he says,
“I have been waiting to play with you for a very long time! I am going to take all the time I want too!”

Lifting both of her arms he pushes the robe off her shoulders so that she now sits naked in his lap.
“Dam, you are beautiful!”
He says as he kisses her neck and then down to her breasts. Sliding his hand along her soft curves he glides over her waist to the top of her thigh. Once there he walks his fingers along till he reaches her sweet spot, he takes his time running his fingers all over her. She has started to wriggle a bit and he finds it devilishly wonderful to see her like this. Ever so slowly he teases her clit back and forth then he slides his finger into her wonderful moistness. Moaning with pleasure she leans back against him and pleads for him to make love to her.
“No, no, not yet.” He says and kisses her exposed neck.

Gently sliding his finger back to her clit he begins to stroke it again and he watches her face. Her eyes are closed; her head is back and the pleasure washing over her. More intensely now he strokes her she is moaning, then the first small shudders followed by more till her sweet release comes.

Carefully he unties her wrist and then allows her to undo his pants. Rock hard and eager to please her; he half stands while holding her on his lap and slides his pants off. Swinging one leg over him so that she is straddling him her feet on the floor she lowers her self onto him, sliding him into her. He groans as she takes him deep inside her. Almost rocking on him she is use her legs to lift and allow her to press him deep into her. Gripping her butt he pulls her forward on his lap which hits her g spot. She tosses her head back in absolute pleasure and calls his name. Enough is enough for them both and the pace quickens and together they crest and ride out the euphoric wave of passion together. Sitting there in his lap looking at his face flushed and glistening she leans over and kisses him.
“See” she smiles,
“I knew that there was something appealing about this chair.”