Slowly descending, testing each step with my bare toe, the darkness so complete that I am effectively blind. It serves to heighten my other senses. Beyond the narrow wooden door at the top of the steps, faint conversations against a back drop of The Stones’ She’s a Rainbow bleed through. Each step takes me father and farther into the unknown until I am only accompanied by my quickening breaths and the faint thumping in my chest as I run out of stairwell and feel a vastness opening before me.
A basement, something a California girl wasn’t used to, but hardly out of place out east. Fear and curiosity mingled, teasing at the edges of my mind, both heightened as the sugar cube that had been sitting upon my tongue earlier did its work and my eyes slowly adjusted, picking out little hints of shadows and shape, specks of color, some of it floating like jellyfish in the ocean’s unexplored trenches. It was impossible to tell if it was real or imagined.
“Hello?"
A single word, less than a whisper and quickly evaporating before it even left my lips.
“Here. Find me.”
A voice full of honey and promises. I recalled her lips upon mine as she playfully undid a single button, baring the hollow of my throat, teasing me with tender kisses and soft caresses that made me shiver in delight.
Tentatively I tried to puzzle out where her voice came from, a task made nearly impossible as the trip my mind was taking began to intensify. I felt a cool draft coiling slowly, serpentine, around my calf, growing warmer with each passing moment until I could feel a pleasant heat pulsing against the thin silk of my panties. Closing my eyes, I did my best to concentrate, ears eager for any hint as to her location. It didn’t take long for the effort to backfire on me, my perception growing inward, shivering pleasantly at the sensual heat heating up any unexposed flesh.
“So warm,” I expelled, a primal moan that elicited soft laughter.
“Undress.”
An obvious solution. Almost hypnotically I undid the remaining buttons of my blouse and slid it from my shoulders, freeing my braless breasts with a soft sigh of relief. My skirt slid easily down my legs, leaving me nearly naked. It felt heavenly. Blinking, I scanned the room once more, unable to hear anything over my own somewhat ragged breaths.
“Here.”
One word, meant to be a beacon. I focused upon it, moving slowly, careful not to trip over unseen obstacles, making my way deeper into the opaque forest of shadow until I felt fingertips pressing against the soft flesh of my belly, bringing me to an abrupt halt, shivering with delight as they quested along my hip bones, tracing undecipherable words. Another moan quivered from my lips as her fingertip dented the material of my lingerie, parting lips puffy with desire and leaving a dampening trail in its wake.