An Evening T/together

T/they walk into the room…He sits down for the evening meal she has cooked…she goes to the kitchen to get the trays…He looks at her bringing the food in and Smiles…she has spent all day preparing for this night.
He sits there waiting for her to finish bringing it all in…then looks at the fireplace…He gets up and stokes it…putting in fresh logs and then lights it…The flames dance merrily around the room as He watches the fire glow from a spark into the full roaring flames that have started.
He straightens the rug and then goes back to His seat…the champagne in the ice bucket by His side…He looks at it and then at the girl who has finished bringing in the food and is standing waiting for Him.
As He sits the girl begins to serve the food on the plate before Him…He smiles watching the slender form moving before Him…she looks back smiling that He is pleased.
He turns round and takes the champagne from the ice and begins to unwrap it slowly…as though He was removing the clothes from the girl…she looks at Him…the traces of a grin appearing around her lips.
He slowly peels away the wrapping around the cork…undoing it bit by bit…peeling it away as though He were removing her top…she looks at Him undoing the wrapping and gasps seeing His fingers move so deftly and softly.
He looks at her an evil grin spreading across His face…He whispers later My love and goes back to the gold wrapping…He slowly un-entwines it…going round and round…His eyes still on the girl.
He finally finishes and then goes to open the cork…pulling it hard and then easing it out of the bottle
It comes out with a slow popping noise…spraying some of the liquid as it does…the girl jumps a little as she feels the liquid touch her and hearing the noise.
He chuckles seeing her startled then goes back to the bottle…gently He runs His hands down the slender neck of the bottle…removing the cold frost that is settled upon it…as though He were touching the girls neck…just moving along it slowly.
Then down the main part of the bottle…as though His hands were running over her body…she looks growing hotter watching His movements…her body yearning for His touch…His eyes look at her smouldering…but He continues with the bottle.
He moves His hands up and down…going over the smooth curves…she looks at Him totally mesmerised…stopping the serve half way through.
He looks again at her and grins evilly…as His hands run around the base of the bottle as though He were rubbing her ass…she looks back her breathing getting shorter and faster…He uses His fingertips and strokes the base of the glass…and then the edge…allowing the wetness of it to spread onto them.
He grins at her again…continuing His movements…knowing the girl is getting wet…