Tonight's choice of costume was the French maid costume Victoria had buried in her chest of costumes. She had most of her Honor St. Raven clothing, but she also had a variety of costumes from Halloween. I could recall because most of them she would wear to our yearly Halloween parties back in Los Angeles. We were known all around the city for our parties, everyone always wanted an invite. Victoria and I would hire a caterer, a bartender and a deejay, and showing up in costumes was a must. I really don't know why we stopped having parties, but I think it might have been because of the last one when the cops shut it down because of a noise complaint. Thinking about the memories of those parties, I smile. Victoria at that moment exits the bathroom. She stands right in front of me, all five foot ten of her, wearing nothing but the costume, and the fishnet stockings. I made her wear those, told her that it would make it even sexier and even more realistic. It was working though; I bit my lip nervously as I glanced at her lovingly.
'Love, this is better than a movie, don't you agree?' I say, sitting on the bed as Victoria walks towards me, kicking off her stilettos, and slowly unbuttoning the blouse, exposing her cleavage. I could smell the perfume wafting from where she dabbed some on her neck. Recognizing it, I realize it was the perfume I bought her for our one month anniversary of seeing each other. Victoria leans over, and kisses me gently against my lips. She pauses, and smiles.
'Joy, you look simply beautiful tonight.'
I blush, my face feeling as if it turned a deep crimson and was warm. Touching my face, it was indeed warm to the touch. Victoria leans in again, I could feel her breath tickle against my neck. Her lips gently press against the nape of my neck and I whimper at the feeling of her soft lips against my neck. She looks up, smiling at me.
'You're enjoying this, aren't you?'
I nod, which was the only thing I could do. I reach for Victoria's svelte waist, pulling her into my lap. Her legs crossed a little as she sat on my lap, leaning in to continue to press soft kisses against my neck as I giggled at the feeling of her lips against my skin nipping and sucking gently. I sure hope I don't get a hickey because I wouldn't know how to explain it to Melanie if she somehow noticed it. But whatever, it was me and Victoria, alone…no one but us. Victoria's fingers touch my chest gently.
'Are you up for a little dessert?'
Victoria toys with the buttons on my blouse, looking at me playfully. I knew what she wanted.
'Lovey, I love when you look at me like that,' I say, stroking Victoria's cheek gently. She smiles at me, and proceeds to unbutton a few buttons, revealing my cleavage.
'Please, can we?' Victoria pleads to me, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
I sigh, and say, 'Oh alright…but let's keep it to second base. I'll make it up to you later tonight, promise. Right now, can be your teaser.'
Victoria grins, and removes my blouse. She casts it to the floor, the blouse landing in a heap of clothing already on the floor.
'Making it easier,' she says as she leans in, pressing kisses against my stomach, and slowly she moves her way towards my chest. She kisses the tops of each breast, and I whimper at the feeling of her soft and quick kisses brushing lightly against my skin.
'Mm, baby…' I whisper, and Victoria shushes me, putting a finger to my lips.
'Don't speak now, Reyjoyla,' she says with a smile and a wink. Victoria leans in, gently kissing against the nape of my neck as she whispers sweet nothings in my ear. Her beautiful brown eyes sparkled with delight upon seeing my smiles at her sweet words. Victoria at times was very romantic, quite the poet. I feel her hand slip up my shorts, and she clasps my thigh gently for a moment, before slipping her hand out.
'Victoria—'I start to say, although it was barely a whisper.
'Yes, sweetheart?'
'I need you.'
Victoria looks at me, a little confused. Maybe I should have been clearer.
'Need me for—'she starts to say, until it hit her what I was going towards. She raises an eyebrow.
'You know, I like that idea. I don't think I wanted to wait till tonight.'
I throw my arms around her, saying, 'Shut up and kiss me already.'
She laughs and kisses me square on the lips, passionately making out with me for what seemed like hours, although it was mere minutes. We then pause, and she smiles, pushing me against the mattress. She leans in, pressing kisses against my stomach, slowly moving up the body.
'You have an amazing body, babe,' Victoria says huskily, as she continues to lightly kiss the sweat soaked skin. I shudder, and she finally clasps her hands against my face, smiling brightly.
'Mm, you're absolutely beautiful,' she says, before kissing me once again. The kiss turned into more, her arms around my neck, mine around her waist, pulling the two of us closer together. I run my hands against her curves, slowly reaching up her back, tracing the indentation of her spine gently as we continued our passionate kiss. I tousle her hair, pressing soft kisses against it as I could smell the scent of her shampoo teasing my nose. Pressing her firmly but gently against the bed, I kiss her against her soft luscious skin, teasing her pelvic bone with a soft kiss. I look up to find her smiling at me, her breathing shallow and labored. Just as I was about to go further, I hear a car pull up in the driveway. Crap, they were home.
'Victoria, babe…we better get presentable, Mel and Elka are home.'
Victoria peers quickly out the window to confirm what I just said, and turns to me appearing to be quite nervous.
'Joy, your blouse is on the floor in that heap of clothes that was already there.' She smiles at me, and hands me a hairbrush from the nightstand.
'Babe, you might want to comb your hair and freshen up a little, your lipstick is smudged.'
I nod, and run a brush through my hair as Victoria helps me to put my blouse back on. I stand in front of the mirror, fixing my face, and Victoria notices something.
'Hon, I think I left a hickey on your neck from earlier,' she says as she hands me a scarf to hide it. God, I felt like I was sixteen hiding something from Mum again. But neither of us was ready to tell Melanie…well, not yet at least.
'Well what if one of them asks about the scarf?' I ask, biting my lip nervously.
Victoria leans in, and kisses me against my lips, then helps me fix the scarf. 'Just say you were accessorizing your outfit.'
I stop and think. Victoria was right. They'd likely buy that.
Smiling, I watch Victoria help me with the accessory. After she fixed it, she looks at me, and touches my cheek gently.
'Tonight, we'll finish what we started, I promise.'
I lean in closer, we're practically touching noses, and she kisses me gently against my lips. For one brief moment we glance at each other silently, sharing a mutual smile. Soon enough, I'd be in Victoria's arms. My heart skips a beat at the thought of being in her arms again. I smile, and realize, soon enough we'd be together in each other's arms.
