He found the letter as he stood up to make himself breakfast. Beside him the house was empty, his girls stayed with their mom until the weekend and he missed them terribly. But on the other side, it meant more private time with the woman of his dreams, sleeping in and he finally had the time to read all the great books he always wanted to read the whole day. None of it mattered in that moment as he looked at the words written on the envelope, the breakfast completely forgotten. In her flourish handwriting were the words "not open until eleven o'clock" staring right back at him and he was tempted to open it right in that moment, but something nagged in him into let it there and don't destroy her suprise. Although his thoughts never left that mysterious letter, his tries to occupy himself till that time were full consuming. First he was going for a long run, then taking a quick shower and eating breakfast outside of his brownstone, everything he wanted to do today, he would do it outside of his home, so he doesn't could get in temptation to open the letter before that damn clock strikes eleven. But like Einstein once said in his theory of relativity every time passed differently and his had finally come. He looked at his wristwatch and almost counted the last seconds till the small clockhand jumped to the twelve showing another full hour had passed. He couldn't open the envelope fast enough, in his eagerness he almost tore it apart. There were three things falling out: two earbuds and a digital player device and there was another note from her. This time it said "Go to the Rubin Museum and then to the Tibetan Art Exhibit. At the entrance play me." That was all, he turned the paper around to find some other kind of clue or something else that told him, what this was all about. But there was nothing more. Just this.

So he went down the stairs, grabbed his coat and were out of his house in no time. Outside of his brownstone he took a cab towards the museum. The cab ride felt the longest he ever had and now he understood fully, what Einstein meant with time passes differently in different situations. At his destination he paid the cab driver and got out of the car, before the driver could wish him a good day.

Insight the museum he bought a ticket for him, still having no idea what exactly he was doing here. He asked the lady at the entrance where the shortest way to the Tibetan exhibition was. And finally he arrived there, standing in the entrance for a small moment and taking a deep breath, Somehow he liked the smell here, it reminded him of the scent of old books.

He took the earbuds from his coat pocket, put them in his ears and set the device on play. First there was a female voice explaining what he was listening to, then a male voice took over and the story began. And at the same time the male voice in his ears said, that someone walked up to him, he could feel someone actually touching his lower back. And while he was listening to the words the male voice was narrating, he followed the person around the whole exhibition, only getting glimpses of her, of her coat, of her wavy long hair, of her boots with the high heels. And then she turned around a corner. He thought now he had her, but she disappeared again. He turned around to take another try in another aisle. But in that exact moment, when the female voice in his ears asked what then happened, she stood there, looked up to him with that serious expression on her face. Without a word she took the earbuds from his ears and put them in her pocket. He bend down the same moment she raised her face up to him and they met in a searing kiss.

She grabbed his upper arm and shoved him against the next wall in the corner where he lost her. She pressed herself closer to him and he captured her lips once more. While balancing herself on the wall they stumbled through a alarm secured door. A loud shrilling voice would've stopped them but there was no sound. So they continued their encounter against another wall, but this time he took control of the situation, pressing her against said wall and letting his lips starting a slow torturous path from her mouth over her cheek towards her ear and all the way down to her neck. But in her eagerness she didn't want to play games, she needed to have him. Right here. Right now. So she grabbed his hair at the back of his head and guided him towards her lips again. He chuckled low in her mouth for her neediness and just for that, she bit him in his lower lip, partly to punish him and partly to drive him the exact amount of crazy she was in. Now the play was over and pure primal desire took them away. They fumbled with each others pants zipper, she finished his first and shoved his pants with his boxers down his legs in one quick move. Now he was bare and open to her searching hands. He slightly shook his head, as for a warning, but she didn't know if it was for her playing games this time or that he couldn't last any longer, if she continued her teasing. Finally he managed to get her free from her tight sitting pants. He tested with his fingers, if she was ready for him, her wetness drove him almost over the edge. He stopped with his actions, until she opened her eyes and looked at him, in question. He took her right hand, guided her between her legs and then towards his mouth where he licked every finger free from her salaciousness. Her eyes gone wide with the dirtiness he was showing, it was all a battle over passion and dominance. She couldn't wait any longer to have him, so she guided him with her other hand insight of her and all he could feel was how amazing she felt and how fast this could be over. He could already hear from her uneven breathing and her uncontrolled movements, that she wasn't far behind, two, three thrusts and he pushed them over the edge. After a brief moment, his head resting against her forehead, she tried to get control of her breath and and the surroundings around her. She gave him a little shove, so she could get her pants over her hips again. From the corner of her eyes, she saw him done the same. He looked like he wanted to say something, but she placed a finger on his lips, shook her head, gave him a shallow kiss on the corner of his mouth and was out of their secret spot before he even could blink. Wow, that was more then he ever could've expected from her and way better then anything he had done with any woman in his life. With one last look at the wall he was sneaking his way out of the museum and made his way back home.