fantasy for her…
We can never seem to recall how we found our favourite restaurant, and most times we go just for a cocktail but occasionally, we find ourselves there for a fine meal — on this occasion, we hadn’t been able to connect because of our busy schedules so we were due.
The evening melted away as it always did — we never looked at the menu but asked the chef to choose, and Holly always paired the wine perfectly. The conversation turned, as it always did, from the topics of the day to things we wanted to do and places we needed to get to. Innuendo, knowing smiles, and laughter crept into everything we said, sometimes out loud and sometimes in whispers. We would deliberately order our drinks by the glass, which gave us the opportunity for a new toast each time.
“To wet panties. If only I was wearing any.”
-clink-
The restaurant was never full but always alive with the conversation and laughter from others enjoying a meal or having a drink at the bar. You always knew people were around but never in a way that would intrude on a toast or the whispered idea of a quickie in the bathroom.
“Well, you two seem to be having a wonderful evening. Can I interest you in something for after the meal?”
“It’s been a wonderful evening as always Holly. ”Anything you would recommend?
Holly smiled.
“For you Simone — absolutely. Give me a few minutes to prepare it.”
Holly walked away before Simone could say anything and we went back to our seduction. We didn’t notice that Holly had come back and removed everything from the table; although we did notice when she returned with three candles that she placed off centre and lit them.
“Oh, I am liking this already”, Simone whispered.
“Be right back”.
Holly returned with a silver tray and set it in the center of the table. Smiling, she placed a glass of port in front of each of us and moved a small plate of dark chocolate off to the side; she then straightened a small pink envelope that remained on the tray, and when she was satisfied, walked away. We looked at each other and Simone reached for the card. Turning it in her hand she noticed it was sealed with red wax and embossed with a small heart.
“Shall I open it?”
“I’m almost certain it’s for you.”
Simone broke the seal of the envelop and inside was a white card. She removed the card, read it and as she passed it to me, she cooed — in beautiful hand-written script the card read:
I flipped the card over to see if there was anything on the back and then read the card again; as I looked up, Simone was smiling with her glass in hand. I raised my glass and said,
‘To fantasies”
“To a fantasy for me”
-clink-
As we sipped our port and I reached to offer Simone some chocolate, Holly was back one last time. She placed a stack of pink envelops in front of Simone which were neatly held together with a red ribbon. We looked at that the stack of envelops and then at Holly.
“You two are so adorable — enjoy. I may even see you a little later.”
Before we could answer, she backed away smiling and was gone. We looked at each other and then at the envelopes. Simone picked up the stack and turned it gracefully in her hand before she placed it back on the table and removed the ribbon. She lifted the first enveloped and stared at it for a moment and turned it to see a wax seal. She turned it back over and contemplated what it said. She then placed it face down on the table so all I could see was the red wax seal with the embossed heart.
I watched her do it six more times and then she looked at me with a quizzical look. Then she began to turn the envelopes over one by one and placed them on the table so I could see what was written on the front. Simone suggested it may take a while.
-clink-
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