Peahes..By Emeraldcharmed

I greet you at the door after a long, hard day at work. I know you are exhausted because you called a couple hours before you arrived, telling me how stressful the day had been for you. I want to do something very special for you, Boo, so I decide to pamper you and fulfill your every wish.
I open the door, and you are startled to see me in a black French maid's outfit, black fishnet stockings, and black stiletto heels. I hand you a glass of chilled Chablis and take your coat. You look so debonair in your business suit, I almost hate to see you take it off, but I know that your birthday suit is so much more thought-provoking.
I lead you to the bedroom and proceed to help you undress, doing it very slowly and gazing deep into your captivating bedroom eyes. I bite my bottom lip as I remove your pants and silk boxers, feeling my desire for you grow and my pussy beginning to cause a slight dampness in the crotch of my white satin panties.
Once you are completely unclad, I take you by the hand and into the master bathroom, where your bath awaits you. I know how much you love peaches. So I have the whirlpool tub filled up not with hot water, but with thick cream and hundreds of peach slices in heavy syrup. You are amazed to see the high-pressured spigots swirling the peaches around in the cream.
I have the entire bathroom counter and part of the floor covered with scented candles that also smell like peaches and cream. The bath is only the beginning of my peaches theme for the evening.
I ask you to step into the tub and proceed to wash your entire body with a huge loofah sponge, starting with your back and shoulders. Then I move on to your arms and chest. I reach my hand into the cream and wash your legs, your dick, your balls, and then your feet. As I am bathing you, I tell you all the things I love and admire about you. How my love for you is unconditional, and how everything from the way you walk to the way you cum turns me on. Your dick is so hard.
After I am sure you are relaxed and feeling tingly all over, I have you get out of the tub and dry you off with a fresh, thick bath towel. I help you slip into a nice, comfy terry cloth robe I had embroidered with your intials. As we go into the dining room, where I have a feast prepared for my Nubian king, soft jazz music plays in the background.
I have prepared you some lobster, wild rice, string beans amandine, and buttery hot biscuits. The dining room has peaches- and - cream scented candles scattered all around it. I put a bib on you, one with a picture of a lobster on it, and straddle your lap, facing you. I begin to feed you slowly, dipping the succulent lobster into some hot butter and lapping up any that trickles on your chin. While I am feeding you, I recite erotic poetry and feel your dick pulsating between my legs.
Once I have fed you the main course, I disappar into the kitchen just long enough to retrieve the two jars I picked up at the country market up the street. One is filled with peaches in heavy syrup, and the other one is filled with peach preserves. I open the jar of peaches, and then I begin to undress slowly and seductively for you.
I take you by the hand and lead you to the other end of the table, which has no food or dishes on it, only a huge silver platter. I motion for you to sit down in the chair, and you comply. I take the jar of peaches and get up on the platter. Starting at the top of my breasts, I pour the cool mixture all over my body. It makes my skin tingle.
I lean back on my elbows and clasp my legs around your neck, using my ankles to pull your head forward between my thighs. You show your appreciation for the dessert I have enticed you with by consuming all of it, one peach at a time. The thick syrup is dripping all over my body, trickling down my inner thighs onto the platter. You take your time with me, eating and sucking and licking all of it off my body.
Then you stand up and disrobe. You make mad, passionate love to me right there, with my pussy on the silver platter. I dig my fingernails into your chest, overcome as I am by feeling the man I love more than life itself deep inside me. Our two bodies fuse together from the body-generated heat. Our bodies both spasm in unison as we cum. I begin to cry because the love you give to me is so overbearing and so intense.
We retire to our bedroom, taking the jar of peach preserves with us. I spread it all over your body from head to toe and , starting with your temples, give you a tongue bath, licking every inch of you. I lick everything from your ears to your armpits, from your chest to your ass, from your dick to your toes, all of you. Then I get some scented body oil, the kind that gets hot when you blow on it, and give you a full-body massage.
By now your are so relaxed and sexually satisfied that your've forgotten about your hard day at work. I prop myself up on a pillow beside you and let you fall asleep in your favorite position, with my arms around you and one of my tender breasts in your mouth. I listen to your snore for a while and watch your chest go up and down as you breathe. Then I fall asleep also, dreaming of peaches and my boo.