Jilted Bride

Sitting in the chair near the window Bao waited, slightly nervous but excited too. Looking down at herself wondering if I’ll like what she is wearing. When her husband to be suddenly cancelled their wedding this afternoon, Bao immediately came to the hotel. She knew I was still in Toronto until Sunday. Running her hands over the pretty black corset, loving the added deep purple accent and how it thrusts her small breasts up as in offering. Standing up she looks at herself in the mirror, checking how she looks one last time before I return. Her long black hair down and slightly curled at the ends, I love her hair down and she wants to make me happy. Turning around to catch a glimpse at her ass in the little black boy shorts, loving how her butt looks in them and thinking they look great with the corset. Turning to face the mirror again she thinks to herself how she actually looks sexy and not the normal “girl next door.” Grinning some of her nervousness goes away. Bao then walks around the hotel room making sure everything is in place. Wine glasses, wine in ice bucket and candles lit. Noticing the time and knowing I’ll be there any second she walks to the bathroom to start up the bath water in the beautiful
sunken Jacuzzi, adding just a hint of scented oil to the water.

Just as the tub is full she hears the door open, her heart beating along with the door closing. Bao walks into the bedroom, taking a deep breath and seeing me standing there. Not saying anything she smiles and takes me by the hand, leading me over to the bed. I start to say something but she takes her finger pressing it up against my lips and leaning in for a soft, sweet kiss. Running her tongue over my bottom lip she tastes the wintergreen mint or gum I have had at some point. Reaching up Bao caresses her hand over my collar bone, up and around my neck as she leans in for a deeper taste of my mouth.