Valentine’s Day was quite nice. I wanted Antonia to think that I had completely forgotten about the day. I told her that I had a gig last night, I didn’t address Valentine’s Day at all last weekend, and I made sure to not send her anything to her work. She was scheduled to get out of work around 5 and she called to say she was leaving.
When she called I poured it on a little thick. Talked about how bad my day was, how busy I was, blah blah. I even asked her to bring me a cup of coffee to the house and leave it outside the shower if I was in the stall when she got there. I never ask for favors, an coming to my place if she was going to my “gig” later was very out of the way. I could sense the disappointment in her voice, but she agreed.
She got to my place after 6 and the daylight had gone out of the day. She walked in and called out to me, I said that I was upstairs. She came into my room and immediately knew that she’d been had. My room was glowing with candlelight. I had a hot bowl of water set up at the foot of a very cozy chair. Next to the table was a bowl of fresh strawberries, chocolates and champagne. I greeted her with a hug and sat her down, taking off her shoes and socks, gently placing her feet in the warm salt water. We toasted with our drinks and I fed her a strawberry. She moaned how much she needed this; her feet were hurting from being on them all day.
At that point I asked her to close her eyes. I placed earphones on her, connected to her new I-Pod mini that I purchased for her. I loaded the mini with Luther, Marvin, real sweet sounds. She purred as the music filled her ears and I have her a shoulder and next massage, stopping only to feed her a strawberry or a piece of candy.
She opened her eyes and took off her headphones and looked at me, flabbergasted. “I was sooooo mad at you! I couldn’t believe YOU of all people had forgot this day!” She playfully punched me and hugged me tightly. “I have something for you, too” she said and pushed me onto the bed. “This present is going to depend on something” she said “do you REALLY have a gig tonight?” I shook my head with a smile. Antonia straddled me and slowly undressed from the waist up, standing and taking off the rest of her clothes. She sat me up, taking off my shirt, and then removed my pants and underwear.
“You’ve been a good boy,” she said “and you deserve a treat!” She slowly lowered her pussy, which was already wet, onto my cock and rode me. Her body looked so amazing in the candlelight, her hands on my chest, playing with my nipples. A couple times I moved to change positions and she smiled and told me to stay put. She was doing all the work.
Antonia rode me until she could sense I was about to cum. Quickly she took me into her mouth as I exploded inside her.
We drew a bubble bath from there and spent the night kissing, touching, and playing. It was a great first Valentine’s Day!