Zalfie Baby

That Night- Pt.2

That night was on Valentines day.

Alfie and I went on a romantic meal at a new restaurant in The Lanes. We sat opposite from each other across the table, Alfie's hands slipped into mine. He reached over and gave me a gentle kiss on the lips. In many respects Alfie was very romantic, he'd been the one who took me here and he'd also booked a room at a local hotel in Brighton for a special treat. However, Alfie had his traits, he was lazy and wouldn't get up before midday without the promise of an 'early night'.

As we finished our meal, Alfie stood up to pay, I reached up to tell him I would pay, but he was having none of it.

When we left the restaurant we walked hand in hand along the sea front. Alfie's hand slid onto my shoulder and crept it's way down my back until it was placed on my bum. He gave a gentle squeeze as I giggled with excitement. Then he swung me round into a bridal styled carry. I chuckled and grinned as he kissed my red lips. He knew how to make me happy.

As we neared the hotel he gently placed me back on my own two feet and slipped his hand into mine once again.

Our room was perfect; rose petals on the bed, dim lighting, a board of small macaroons and an array of small delicatessen chocolates. This night was gonna be good. Alfie pushed me onto the bed and kissed me majestically. His hands worked magic on my body, slowly getting me ready for what was coming. His lips moved their way down to my low V-neck dress. He rolled me over and pulled down the zip off the back. I slid my dress off as he unclasped my bra. He ripped his shirt and tie of whilst I unzipped the fly on his trousers. I pulled them down to reveal a pair of white Calvin Klein boxers.

The night progressed fast and when we woke up in the morning I was surprised to find Alfie with breakfast already laid out on trays. I went into the bathroom to remove last nights makeup to find it all smudged around my face. Then it dawned on me what we had done last night.