Birthday Surprise

The bartender looked at me oddly as he brought our drinks. I made nothing of it as I was captivated by this Amazon. I explained I was in town for a few days on business and didn't know the town well. Ginger remarked that the city was usually dead this early in the week but that I was close to some of the best restaurants. She explained her date had called and canceled at the last minute. She swigged her scotch with the best of them. Over small talk, we each polished off three. Without any dinner, I was beginning to feel a bit light headed. I finally asked Ginger to join me for dinner. She politely declined. I did not want her to leave. I played the sympathy card and told here it was my birthday and I did not want to celebrate alone.

She hesitated and took my hand. She bent forward and whispered "Are you sure you want to celebrate with me?" I was puzzled.

With a few scotches under my belt, my bravado took over. "Of course I do. What man wouldn't want to spend the evening with a beautiful lady like you?"

She smiled and whispered again, "I have a surprise for your birthday then."

I quickly paid the tab and followed her out the door. Again the bartender gave me an odd look.

She said nothing as we crossed the street to my hotel, rode the elevator up to room. In the elevator, she leaned over me and began to deeply kiss me. It was most forceful, lustful and unsettling kiss I ever received. As the elevator rose, she probed my mouth with her tongue. I opened the door and we tumbled into my suite. She obviously was feeling the effects of the scotch as well. She excused her self and slipped in to the bath room.

The hotel featured large mirrored bath with a huge soaking tub which obviously intrigued Ginger as the next thing I heard was the bath start. She called out and said to give her a minute then join her in the tub. I undressed and wrapped myself in one of the bathrobes. The bath turned off, and she called for me. I opened the door. The lights were dimmed; a large candle's flame was reflected around the room. Ginger sat in the tub brimming with bubbles. Even in the dim light, her breasts were amazing as they danced above the water, her nipples clad in tuft or two bubbles.