...as I disappear into the darkness of the bathroom. Frantically, I make preparations; 

checking myself in the mirror, while quickly but carefully creating a romantic ambiance for the 

two of us to share.

I appear in the dim doorway, reach for your hand and lead you into the candlelit bathroom; 

you can see the dancing flame reflect in my eyes, as I gaze back at you. 

I move to pour more bubble bath into the already foamy tub, I can feel your eyes move with me.   I 

know that I'm not supposed to use bubble bath with the Jacuzzi, but I am beyond caring 

at this point.

 I move to take off my shirt, stopping suddenly. 

 "No peeping," but you dismiss that and walk over to me. I slide my arms around your waist and

 kiss you deeply, my passion and my need to have you overshadows my panic. 

Lightly, your hands wander down my back, occasionally stopping to pull me even closer to you.

Lost in your warm embrace the tub becomes full nearly to the point of overflowing, 

so I turn off the faucet and turn back to you. You advance slowly but purposefully. 

I bashfully begin to back up, stop with a sly smile and in one swift motion pull my shirt over my head, 

dropping it on the floor, my bra following closely behind. I draw you in close and kiss you again; 

you feel how hungry I am for you in our kiss. I try to maintain some calm, some sense of romanticism

 and poise before I lose all my restraint and just mindlessly lose myself. 

Instead, I caress you gently, my fingertips running through your hair. You break the kiss, moving 

down to kiss the hollow of my neck, then downward to my youthful breasts; moving your mouth 

over my smooth skin, flicking your wet tongue over my hard nipples, biting a little before taking 

one of the nipples into my mouth and sucking on it; a faint moan escapes me. 

Every taste is so wonderful, every sensation too new...we must go slow and sample every joy 

separately for this first time.

We slowly undress each other, both of us barely containing the desire to rip and tear in our 

eagerness for each other. I slip into the tub first, the water gliding over my skin, the bubbles hiding 

my beautiful body from your view. You join me. I lean into you, feeling your warm skin against 

mine and the water against us both.

Our hands and mouths begin to wander. Your hand caresses my neck, my breasts, the other 

ventures between my legs where it is quickly allowed access. You slide your finger between the lips, 

rubbing against my clit; I moan and turn my attention towards you. I begin to explore you with 

interest so intense that it's scary, inch by inch savoring your manhood.

Abruptly, you stop me, motioning me to the side of the tub. I slide myself up onto the ledge of the 

tub, my skin glistening wet in the candlelight, and covered with tiny white bubbles. I spread my 

legs open for you, my whole body shivering in anticipation as you run your tongue up the inside of

 thigh...