I had the room professionally cleaned and sanitized. The carpets, the drapes, every fabric surface had been lightly sprayed with a pheromone enhancing solution. In my heart and mind I remained confident that I was woman enough to win the battle but, if there is a time for Heavy artillery; this was it.
To ensure my victory I would leave no stone unturned . If I had to I would move every mountain between home and the Motel in Reno. A few mystifying touches combined with a touch of home and Al would be mine. I was successful in changing the motel sheets with some lightly perfumed bedding from home. With the help of motel maintenance the lamp shades had been temporarily exchanged with darker shades to create and enhance the atmosphere of seduction and romance . The maintenance man could not resist the compulsion to chide me about my " love nest " and the very attractive spider I planed to ensnare. For the perfect ambiance I placed tea lights in every unoccupied nook and cranny in the room. For hours I experimented with the volume and music selections.
I had spent hours on my bath , the wardrobe selection. my hair had been arranged and rearranged until every stand fell into place out of self preservation. For the remainder of our weekend I had to demonstrate that I was as confident and as powerful as my young Junior deputy district attorney the woman in the mirror finally agree with me ; I was perfect. The room was perfect . The mood was perfect, and the atmosphere was just as it should be.
The dinner was cooked to perfection just as I planned . Tonight, I would put the old adage to the test ; the way to a man's heart is through his stomach. I had prepared all of Al's favorite dishes. Those I could not prepare to perfection I had prepared and delivered. I had five minutes to dispose of the commercial cartons and double even triple check the details. Then I had to compose myself in a queenly manner that would not reveal the exhaustion and intensity of my labors.
When Al entered the room he exclaimed, The place looks wonderful. He took me in his arms and whispered; " Baby, you are perfect, a vision of heavenly splendor. You should be rewarded.
Oh, Lover, I will . Before this night is over; you will reward me in ways you've yet to imagine . I promise ,you will love it as will I. From now until Tuesday morning you and I are a man , a woman, and friends celebrating the national holiday together. I softly replied as I reached for his briefcase and jacket. Tonight, you will be at the mercy of your servant girl ,me. I release you of all power of decisiveness. Tonight, I am in charge of you . In mind, body , and soul you are mine. Sit back and enjoy the ride.
Al laughingly whispered " Yes Mistress" the look in his eyes ; the tone in his voice signaled this was what he fantasized about .
Al had requested I reserve this room at this motel. I would have reserved the room without his suggestion . His plan was for us to watch the 4th of July fireworks from the balcony .
My plan was to orchestrate some intimate fireworks of our own. I would be an active observer in the brilliant display of explosions from our bed after the public fireworks had ceased .
I and Al had been secretly seeing each other for three years. By now we should know each other like a comfortable familiar book. I knew enough about Al to love and fear him . He was a rapidly up and coming District Attorney . I, was, I am the jilted ex wife of a serial felon .This, in and of itself d mandated we maintain the highest level of discretion.
Al was not aware of his need for submission . I would help him realize and embrace his desire to be submissive to a woman, this woman. I would reassure him ; he is and forever will be my powerful warrior ,prosecutor, and defender. I also would prove to him he needed down time with someone else making the decisions. Through submission he would find solace and protection from me.
When I had separated him from his business attire I would coax him into the bath where I would knee beside the tub and bathe him. This I do because it brings me pleasure and because I can. when the bubbles and aroma had dissolved his stress and the dust of his office and the court room I would subtlety coax Al into his most comfortable lounging pajamas. Then with me nestled warmly in his lap I would hand feed my captive and guide the champagne glass to his lips. In return ,he will feed me and offer me sips of champagne.
Later when the champagne and pheromones had spun their magic web I would lead Al to the same bed where he had taken me the night before . For this evening the restraints were velvet . I would release Al, from the responsibility planning and directing our love scenes Tonight, I would be the director / producer of our every love scene . I was freeing Al to enjoy the lights, the camera, and the action staring me as his leading lady.
By checkout time tomorrow Al would know beyond the shadow of doubt ; He had spent the 4th of July in the presence of a dominant female who knows what she wants ; a mature confident woman who isn't afraid to take what she needs and wants from a man.