Picking up the invitation she runs her finger over the gold embossed writing and reads it. She has never been to a masquerade ball before. So, she really had no idea what to expect however she is excited.
Looking in the mirror, she thinks she looks beautiful. The mid-thigh sparkly silver halter top dress, high heels and matching butterfly mask, all really suits her. It shows off her beautiful green eyes, slender waist, and long legs. Checking her bag, she slides in the invitation and she is ready just in time. The alarm on her phone sounds, letting her now it is 6:55 PM, which means he will be here any minute.
Hearing a knock on the door she walks over checks the peephole and opens it, smiling. “Hello, would you like to come in?”
He replies, “Thank you but no. Are you ready?”
“Yes,” she replies nodding.
Wrapping her shawl around her shoulders and picking up her bag as she walked out, closing the door. He takes her by the hand and leads her down the stairs towards the waiting limousine. The chauffeur opens the passenger door, they both get in and then closes the door.
The trip lasts about 25 minutes and then they arrive at their destination. A queue of limousines is lined up on a driveway. One by one, slowly the cars drop off their passengers on the red carpet that lead up to the front door of the mansion. It sits high on the hill and overlooks the city. Their chauffeur pulls up drops them off and leaves as they headed for the door.
As they get closer, she notices the couple in front hand their invitation to the butler, so she reaches into her bag and pulls out theirs, ready then it was their turn. They step inside and walk to check their coats, before heading to the main room. She looks at him and steps closer. He smiles and wraps his arm around her waist.
There are people everywhere all dressed formally and wearing masks. They all seem to know each other. Seeing them talking and dancing she suddenly feels very insecure. He feels her shiver and holds her holds her tighter. He leads her out to the middle of the dance floor and they start dancing.
She looks up and he is watching her. She feels his hand on her bare skin, his fingers gently moving back and forth. Gradually his hand slides lower until it was on her butt. He looks around the room briefly then leans down kisses her softly. As they continue to sway she wraps her arms around his neck. Both can feel their need and desire building. When the song ends they leave the dance floor and look for somewhere private.
Once outside, they spot a gazebo and head there. He walks fast, so she needs to run to keep up. She knows they need one another and is happy to comply. As soon as they reach the gazebo he pulls her into his arms and passionately kisses her. His hands explore her body and hers do the same to him.