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Part 17 - Moment of Truth

Xristina's mind was a whirlwind of excitement, and panic. On one hand her body was still jittering from the near climax in the massage room. She was glowing with anticipation. Imagine that she was now hornier now than she'd ever been before. On the other hand she was faced with the reality that she now has to come clean with me about the gifts, and offer an explanation to boot. She has no idea that she's already given it to me. I already have it, as she has no idea that it was me in that massage room leading hear to the point of sexual eruption. Oh my-my-my how the tables have turned.

I watch her depart before I come out of my hiding spot. I run into Stephanie, and thank her for all of her help. I take the service elevator up to the seventh floor, and remain invisible for the rest of the day. I didn't want to alert any suspicion to me presence her today. After all, I'm supposed to be in Denver.

The afternoon goes by fairly quickly. I ordered room service for lunch, and waited on Martin to arrange the other elements of my evening. By around 5 o'clock, I had finished readying myself. I took a luxurious shower, shaved all the appropriate locations, and splashed on some of the Armani that Xristina had given me. I looked great, I smelled great, and I felt great. I spent the rest of the time in my bath robe relaxing, and building a music play list on my computer.

At precisely 6 o'clock, Martin's arrangement arrived. Three women from the Waldorf banquet services brought in romantic decorations, flowers, candles, champagne, glasses, fresh raspberries, and gourmet chocolates. They arranged everything perfectly throughout the suite. They did the same in the bathroom, outfitting the Jacuzzi with more champagne glasses, candles, and fresh red roses. The whole suite was a virtual romantic seduction lair. All that was left was for Xristina to actually show up. Time would tell.

At 5 minutes to 7, I lit all the candles, popped open the champagne, turned on the romantic playlist of music, turned off all the lights, and opened the curtains. My view from the suite was amazing. The upper-east side was beautiful from 7 floors up. The moon was full and beamed directly onto my king sized bed. Everything was perfect, I was ready.

The knock at the door came right on the stroke of 7 o'clock. This was the moment of truth. I quickly poured the open champagne, and headed to the door with glass in hand. Opening the door, Xristina stood there like a statue of a Roman goddess. She wore an overcoat so I couldn't see what she was wearing. Her hair, make-up, and nails were perfect. Her skin glowed with radiance, and her smile was brilliant and beautiful. She was wearing gorgeous red high heels too. Before she could speak a word, I put my finger up to my lips, and said, "Shhhh... please don't say a word." I handed her the champagne glass, and motioned her inside.

She understood, smiled brightly at me, and walked in gracefully. She stood in the foyer as I helped her out of her coat. Making sure not to drop the champagne, I got it and hung it on the hook behind the door. The room was mostly candle light, but I could see the dress that she wore. It was absolutely stunning. I couldn't tell if it was a little red cocktail dress, or sexy negligee. Either way, it was extremely flattering on her perfect figure. She turned back towards me, and took a sip of her champagne. As she swallowed, she bit her bottom lip gently, and looked at me with her best bedroom eyes. She was breathtaking to say the least. So much more beautiful than the last time she stood here with me.

We walked slowly over to the bed, as Xristina was admiring all of the decorations, flowers, candles, soft music, and romantic ambiance in the room. It was like something out of a Hallmark movie. She loved it, I could see it in her eyes. As we reached the bed, she could see that it was sprinkled with rose pedals. It was beautiful in the candle light. She leaned back onto her elbows, and watched as I removed my robe. Her smile beamed when she saw that I was wearing the navy blue boxers that she had given to me.

Placing the robe on the end table, I slowly walked towards her. She could see the ripples of my abs in the soft light. She licked her lips while trying to be inconspicuous. I grinned a little and made my way to her. With a glass in my left hand, I reached down and placed my right one on her knee. Xristina watched me without a word as I tenderly smoothed her dress up over her knees, and guided it up to her mid-thigh. Easing gently to the side, I parted her legs so that I could walk an additional step closer to her. As the separation gave way for me to stand directly against the end of the bed, I found myself nicely cradled between her thighs.

Without being obvious, I enjoyed a glance of her matching red silk panties under the dress she was wearing. Her skin was glowing with sheer beauty. As I leaned in slightly to savor the touch of her inner thighs against my legs, Xristina reverted her eyes back to mine and took another sip of her champagne. With her free hand, she reached around to the back of my leg, and using only her finger nails, gently tickled my thigh. Slowly she moved up and down my leg, and teased me a bit by traveling up under my silk fabric. She brushed against my ass while remaining under the fabric, then she came around to the front, without touching my manhood, and traced down my inner thigh. The sensation was wonderfully erotic. She hadn't spoken a single word yet, and already I knew this night was going to be spectacular.