Kristen’s perfume turned our kiss into one of her erection specials. She squealed when she felt my reaction, and quickly lowered herself so that she was curled at my feet, wrapping my erection with her lips. I groaned with the rapture of her lazy suction, and also with the frustration at not being able to reach her body to reciprocate.
In fact, I tried to move myself on the huge bed in order to get better access to my lovely’s body, but I felt a slight nibble as Kristen bared her teeth to telegraph her displeasure at my attempt to move. Apparently, the Goddess was going to be in complete control of this particular session. I wasn’t complaining, but I really loved touching, kissing, and licking her as much as she loved sucking me.
Not having anything important to do, I simply closed my eyes, enjoying the sensations that Kristen was generating with her talented tongue and lips. It was amazing at the amount of nerve endings that Kristen could stimulate with such an apparently effortless technique. I knew that her technique was anything but effortless, but she made what she did look so simple; she was really quite happy just suckling me for hours on end.
I think we were in the bedroom for an hour and a half. Kristen had brought me close to the point of release, but not over it, shifting from heavy suction back to hardly any suction at all as she felt my reactions. It was maddening, but I had done much the same thing to Kristen on previous occasions, and she was only giving me a taste of my own medicine.
I was in seventh heaven, until we were interrupted with a knock. "ROOM SERVICE!"
I looked down at Kristen. "Did you order room service?"
Kristen dropped my cock from her mouth. "Yup. I’ll be right back, Sweetie!"
I watched in stunned silence as Kristen jumped up, tied her robe tighter, and exited the bedroom, closing the door behind me.
I looked at my erection poking up from my robe. I knew that a quick stroke or two on my own part would be able to force my release, but that would be cheating Kristen out of the fluid she still had cravings for.
I smiled as I thought of Kristen, moving about in only her robe, interacting with the room service person. I wondered about his reaction to seeing Kristen’s beautiful countenance looking so sexy. If anything, my erection grew even more, if that was possible.
It took a couple of minutes for the service to be prepared. I heard Kristen thank whomever it was that had delivered the food, and I heard her be thanked back. A few seconds later, there was the sound of a door closing, followed by some more rustling as Kristen made some last minute preparations.
Finally, I heard my Goddess call out, "Dinner is served, Sweetie! Come and get it!"
What did she mean by that second part? If there was anything I would like to "come and get," it was the lovely Goddess herself. However, she had promised me a romantic night, and I was willing to let her do things at her own pace.
There was a feast awaiting me when I came out of the bedroom. The living room now had a dining room table set up, probably while the waiter was here. The room was dimly lit, and there were two white candles on the table. There was a bouquet of roses and other flowers in the middle as a centerpiece, and two place settings at right angles to one another so that we could be sitting as close as possible while dining. The place settings included two covered dishes, and two rather large empty bowls.
I only glanced quickly at the dining room table, though. Standing next to it was the real feast: my beloved Kristen. She opened up her robe and was now revealing a pink lingerie outfit that had me panting in response. The main part of the outfit was what I would later learn was called a "teddy" and was made of light pink lace. It had straps coming down from her shoulders to the sides of her bra cups, which were a bit smaller than those of the normal bras that Kristen normally wore.
The material over her breasts seemed twice as thick as the rest of the outfit, concealing Kristen’s dark aureolae. Kristen’s breasts seemed to jut out more when she wore this particular piece of lingerie.
Below the bra part, the material was quite sheer, allowing me to see Kristen’s lovely skin underneath. The material had a repeating rose pattern etched into the lace and the material was so sheer that her belly button was quite visible. Underneath, she wore a matching pair of panties, sheer enough that I could even see her faint, light pubes through them quite easily.
In addition to the teddy and panties, Kristen was wearing two stockings of matching color and material to the panties and teddy that ran up to her mid-thighs. I know for a fact that Kristen had not been wearing those stockings when we had been playing around on the bed… had she put them on in the living room?
I also noticed that Kristen was now wearing gold earrings that she hadn’t been wearing earlier as well, consisting of dangling strings of pink and white stones, as well as a necklace that matched the earrings. Again, I don’t believe she had these on when we were in the bedroom.
Kristen knew where my attention was, and gave me a "come hither" smile and said, "You like?" as she held her right hand up in the air in a model’s pose. My beautiful blonde Goddess could make a statue melt in a swoon.
I whistled in appreciation, moving closer to her as she continued to beckon toward me. As I went to hug her, Kristen pushed the lapels of my robe over my shoulders, causing the loosely tied garment to puddle on the floor.
Kristen’s saw my rock-hard cock and smiled at me in return. The two of us hugged tightly, and I felt the smoothness of Kristen’s lace outfit against my skin.
Kristen broke off the hug, gesturing toward the dining room table. "Time to eat, lover!"
I gave Kristen my best leer, and bent down as if I was going to ravish her right here and now. Kristen giggled in response, "Not me, sweetie! At least, not yet. The table! And put your robe back on."
I bent down and put on the robe. Kristen tied hers around her lovely body, hiding the sexy outfit she was wearing. I could still see her pink stockings below the hem of the robe, which served as a reminder of the sexy delights that the robe was now hiding.
Kristen lifted the covers from the dishes on the table, and there were two huge Maine lobsters on those plates. I had eaten lobster on a couple of occasions, but these were a bit larger than any I had ever had, probably just shy of two pounds each. I now realized that the bowls on the table were for the shells of the lobsters.
"Let’s eat," Kristen repeated, seeing me standing there with my mouth open. She started to move toward a chair. I suddenly came out of my surprised reverie, and moved quickly to pull the chair out for Kristen, who gave me one of her sweetest smiles, and a sexy bat of her eyelashes, as a thank you.
Near Kristen’s plate was a lobster bib, and I grinned as I picked it up and tied it around her lovely neck. "I don’t want that pink thing to get ruined," I said, jokingly. I kissed Kristen on the back of her neck, and she gave me an appreciative "Hmmm" in response.
I took my seat, and clumsily put on my own lobster bib.
During our lobster meal, we talked a bit. I told her how delicious the lobster was as I dipped the large claw meat into a bowl full of melted butter, and Kristen described one of her vacations when she, her brother, and her parents took a two-week trip to Martha’s Vineyard and had lobster just about every day.
I wasn’t that hungry, but I managed to make short work of the two claws and the lobster tail.
Kristen enjoyed the bright green stuff from the center of the lobster, calling it the "tomalley" and telling me how delicious it was. I tried a bit from mine, and figured that it must be an acquired taste. I smiled at her after eating it, though, not wanting her to think that I didn’t enjoy it as well.