Karen Riggs laments her unfulfilling life, thinking that true love has passed her by, that it is too late for her to ever find it. However, a chance meeting with a much younger Tom Clark gives her the opportunity to experience all the romance and passion she should have had decades ago. The encounter leaves her torn between wanting more and wishing it had never happened. When what she believes is a one-night stand turns into a whirlwind romance she discovers a whole new side of herself she never knew existed. As she plunges further into the relationship, she falls further away from the truth she must tell Tom if she wants their love to succeed.
It all comes crashing down around her when tragedy strikes and she is forced to reveal the shocking secret she has been keeping.
The waiting was definitely the hardest part, by Friday afternoon I was ready to plotz. My sexual alter-ego, could hardly contain herself and since she was sticking around I decided to call her Lola. She made it until five that night, then she could not take it anymore.
I took a long luxurious shower, then toweled myself dry. Lola decided to wear our hair up and we spent almost a hour to get it just right and another half hour on our makeup, time I never would have taken. I never knew that getting dressed could be so erotic. I slowly rolled the stocking onto my legs, exalting in the cool smoothness against my skin. I struggled with the garter belt, never have worn one before, but quickly figured it out. The bra, which was very sheer, was much easier to slip on. I blushed as I looked into the mirror seeing my nipples prominently on display through the fabric. I took Helene literally and saved the panties for last. I looked in the mirror and could not believe the image that stared back at me. I looked seductive…I felt sexy…for the first time in my life I felt the full power of my femininity. Just the thought of the things Tom was going to do to me in this room later in the evening sent chills of anticipation through me. I was just about to step into the panties when Lola had a bright idea, the panties went back into the drawer. I put on the dress, then the shoes, even buckling the ankle wraps seem sensuous to me. I completed my look with a luxurious three strand pearl choker that Helene had lent me. I looked in the mirror once more, what I saw sent a thrill running through my body. Tom was not going to know what hit him, I am woman hear me roar.
It was 7:00 when I was finally done, all I could do now was sit around and wait, since he wasn’t due to arrive for another hour. All dressed up and no place to go, I sat there and waited as the clock ticked eight, then it continued, at eight thirteen I heard a knock on the door. I took a deep breath to compose myself and went to let him in. I opened the door to a stunningly dressed man. His white linen shirt perfectly offset his dark hair and his tan skin, which I could see at the top of chest where it was open. He just stood there, mouth hung open, utterly speechless as he looked at me. I giggled and did a little pirouette for him. Finally he managed a breathless. “Wow.”
Wow yourself. I couldn’t wait any longer and stepped into his arms. He kissed me, it felt like he had been in the dessert for a year and I was quenching his thirst, long and deep sucking the very breath from my soul. Once we came up for air I could see in his eyes and feel in his crotch that he was going to suggest we stay in. I giggled and playfully pushed him away saying, “Oh, no. You are taking me to dinner Mister. I didn’t get this dressed up just so you could rip it off me.” At least not yet.
