The Remedy

She opens the door, grabs his hand and steers him inside. Hello darling, so good of you to come. Yes it has been far too long. Did you say…..years? Too long that's what I say! Come sit. I know how much you love this chair. Let me loosen that tie, you are much too formal darling. Wine, we need wine lots of it, to ease yourself. Talk you want to talk? I had something much more invigorating on mind. There is always time for talking. What we need is ambiance. Music, low lights, candles, me sitting in your lap facing you, taking off that damn tie and anything else you have underneath it. She smiles over at him seductively. Pressing my glass to your lips and then kissing away the sweet residue..THAT is my kind of talking. God you look wonderful, delicious, dare I say? I want to just sit and take you in. She flutters so beautifully around the room, her dress long and clingy in all the right places. You are looking ravishing as always, he states. You are such a flatterer, I love that about you, she says. She grabs two glasses and a bottle of wine and dances towards him. Here, she says handing him the glasses. She stands before him clutching the bottle and proceeds to remove the cork. She pulls it with a pop letting out a whoop and hearty laugh that makes him smile. She fills their glasses. Cheers to us darling, she says. You are smashingly beautiful, he says. He takes a large gulp of wine before placing his glass down on the side table. He gazes up at her as she tilts her head back to take in a long sip of the burgundy nectar. He reaches up and takes her glass, and places it next to his. He places his other hand on her flushed cheek. She closes her eyes and presses her face into his palm. He takes his thumb and brushes it against her full moist lips. Gently, gradually, he slides his hand down her throat to her cleavage letting his hand rest there a moment before sliding it between her breasts. She arches her back slightly and lets out a soft moan as his hand continues down past her breasts to her belly and beyond. He wraps his hands around her small waist and gently but firmly  pulls her onto his lap. Her hands and forearms press into his chest. He slides his hands under her firm ass to lift her up slightly as he slouches down into the chair. He looks up at her, sliding his hands up underneath her dress. Tell me, he says, why we never take this any further. She moistens her lips with her tongue, because darling what we have is beautiful undiluted spontaneous perfection. Her mouth is now excruciatingly close to his. She looks into him with those beautiful green eyes that tell him everything he needs to know. Her sweet scent surrounds him, hardening his appetite. His voice is hoarse with want. My lovely wildflower, please explain again, without words, but with those perfect lips what it is you desire to do about this foolish tie. She smiles teasingly, leaning closer she whispers, are you sure? Her warm breath seductively caresses his lips. Yes, he utters, speak to me.