Her key slid into the lock. She liked old fashioned key locks, especially those with long shanks on them.

As she turned it, she thought how much it was like her favourite activity. And the key also fits into the front or back! She entered and closed the door behind her. She was expecting him and left it unlocked. As she moved to the vanity mirror in the hall, she could see the round, brass knob slowly turn. His trademark was to slowly turn it half way, stop and let it go, then slowly turn it fully. Her juices stared flowing when it stopped halfway. Her nipples hardened when it turned fully. The door moved open but he was not in view. A little shiver ran down the back of her neck. He was fairly predictable in his entrance and this was not like him at all. However, she didnt turn around because if it was him, she wanted him to start with her back to him. The flashing of red material caught her eye. Then again. Red and Black. It was a cape! A few months ago when it was Halloween, she chastised him for not wanting to dress up. He liked her saying what she wanted but hated society telling him when to do what. Valentines Day was another one of those events he refused to participate in.

He moved into the doorway. She could see his mask and his hirsute chest. The mirror was too short for her to see further down. Her juices were well and truly flowing as she used the tip of her finger to circle her nipple. She just loved wearing evening dresses with braless halter tops and long multi-layered fabrics, especially with slits up the side. As he moved forward, she knew what he would do.

They knew each other well and knew exactly what each other enjoyed. They had mastered their techniques so well variety was not an issue.

The orgasms were so strong she wanted more of the same! His hand went to her waist and his pelvis was moving up and down her anal cleft. Her dress was thin enough for her to feel something hard but the unmistakable texture and smell of leather told her what he was wearing. His hands moved up and around her. He cupped the bottom of both breasts with his palms and massaged them with his thumbs. He circling motion came within millimetres of her nipples but never touched them. His teasing was exquisite! She was ready to turn around and take him right now but knew that she would not. Instead, she closed her eyes.