Pain

Follow the rose petals, and you shall follow my heart.  For at the end of the trail, I await the arrival, of my Sweet Prince.

I looked on the floor and saw a trail of rose petals that led through the sitting area of the suite toward the kitchen.  On the refrigerator door there was another note that simply said, open.  I opened the door to the refrigerator and inside was a chilled glass of champagne already poured for me.  I took the glass and took a sip, then I continued to follow the trail.

Next it led me to the door to the bedroom which was closed.  I had no idea what to expect on the other side as I opened the door.  “This is getting interesting,” I thought aloud.  Once inside the bedroom, I didn’t see Nicole like I expected to.  Instead, the rose petals led me to the king-sized bed.  They continued onto the bed and over some lace lingerie, made with very little lace, or any other material.  It was a beautiful pearl white color and consisted of a sheer top piece, and a thin lace thong for the bottom.  I stopped to think that there was nothing better than a brown-skinned woman in a white dress, or in this case white lingerie.

The rose petals continued down the other side of the bed and led toward the bathroom door.  I opened the door to the bathroom.

“Hello my Sweet Prince.”

Nicole’s voice was like a long awaited sound, to the ears of a deaf man.

“Hello Angel.”

There were no lights on in the bathroom, but Nicole had filled it with candles that illuminated the entire room.  The room was filled with wonderful aromas from the candles and from the flowers.  Then all of a sudden, there she was.  Nicole was taking a bubble bath, totally relaxed, totally at peace, and totally gorgeous.  I froze in my tracks.  I couldn’t move, captivated by her beauty.

“Don’t I at least get a hug?”

“Of course babe, I just had to take in your beauty for a moment.”

“Well come over here and take a closer look.”

I went to the edge of the tub and we embraced.

“Oh honey, I’m getting you all wet,” she exclaimed.

“I don’t care,” I said, not letting her go.  “I missed you so much.”

“Did you really?”

“Can’t you tell?”

“Yes.  I missed you too.  I just thought it might have just been me.”

“Not at all babe.  God, it’s good to see you Nicole.”

“You really don’t mind that I’m getting you all wet?”

“Of course not, for you, anything.”

“Good,” she yelled, and then she pulled me in the tub with her.  And then we kissed.  It was the most intense, passionate kiss I’ve ever experienced.

“Chris, are you okay?”  I didn’t answer.  “Chris!” She said again.

“I’m sorry Nikki, you just left me speechless for a moment.”

“Silly boy.”

“Nikki, I always dreamed about the day we would take a bath together, but for some reason, this wasn’t exactly what I had in mind.”  Nicole laughed.  I loved the fact that she liked my sense of humor, no matter how bad it was.

“Well I was going to leave you another note, but I ran out of paper.”

“What was it going to say?”

“It was going to tell you to leave your clothes in the bedroom before you came into the bathroom.”

“Oh, now you tell me.”