Written By: Jade Love
I can’t believe that I’m finally here!
Every little detail since leaving Calgary at dawn has been perfect. And now I’m here, in Denver, getting out of a cab in front of the Brown Palace, the grandest hotel in the city. The cabby smiles a toothy grin as he takes the money from my trembling hand and says; “Show him the time of his life, Honey”. I feel my cheeks flush with crimson as I wonder how he could have uncovered the purpose of my visit in the short, silent ride from the airport. Could I be that transparent?
It is a beautiful, sunny day, and a cool mountain breeze waltzes by as I step from the taxi, lifting my skirt in a pirouette around my waist. I am so grateful that I decided to put panties on at the last minute or I could have been spending the evening in a jail cell rather than an elegant suite. A young man, whose name tag assures me that he is Chuck, rushes to load my bags onto the cart. “His red hair and freckles will keep him looking youthful forever,” I think to myself as he whisks me through the front doors.
The lobby is enormous but inviting with its soft pastels and warm lighting. Chuck and I head for the front desk so that I can register. The rest of the afternoon is a blur. I am treated to a day of pampering and shopping at the hotel’s salon, spa and shops, a surprise from my lover. He is all that I can think about and all that I have been able to think about since we met, three months ago. The passion of our lovemaking is like nothing that I have ever known, our souls have touched many times and each time they touch, we are that much closer to being one. He has invited me here as a gift for my birthday and has granted me a wish. I have spent a great deal of time thinking about what to ask him for and tonight he has promised to make my wish come true.
As much as I’ve enjoyed my day, I’m anxious to get to the room and prepare everything. Once inside, I see that there is a bottle of champagne, icing in a bucket by the bed, I help myself to a glass and call room service to place my own special order. I will unpack my bags and then place the candles that I bought in a wonderful shop downstairs, all around the room. When I’ve lit them all, I dim the lights and the scent of sandalwood and the warm glow cast a hypnotic spell and I am overcome with anticipation and desire. The strong knock at the door shocks me out of my reverie. I begin to open the door and then sigh. It is only room service but he is extremely handsome with his thick blonde hair and icy blue eyes and as he rolls in the cart, I can feel his eyes upon me, taking in my beauty. But tonight is for one man and one man only. I tip him generously and send him on his way so that I can be certain that the order is perfect. The platter of fruit, bursting with color and if I look, at just the right moment, I’m certain that I see it creeping toward the warming pot of chocolate, willing itself closer to the sweetness that awaits it.
It is to be my night, my turn to please and satisfy my lover as I wish. I’m dressing in a white corset with garters to keep my silk