Valentine Surprise 
By Crossmanx at - crossmanx@hotmail.co.uk - comments & ideas welcome.
On this special day, you need to make sure your surprise is perfect!


Valentine Surprise

It was Valentine's day, that special day when all that hard work and
preparation for this special event has to go just right to impress the one you
love! And the man making all those arrangements was David, currently he was at
work and was taking a moment to make sure everything he'd organised for later
on that day was all in place. He could have got this secretary to make the
arrangements, but for a Valentine's day surprise he wanted to make sure
himself that it would be something special! The tall, quite handsome
46-year-old man was determined to make this a very special event this year for
his love. Things hadn't been going too well with his love life of recent, his
marriage was a bit edgy, and he was feeling a bit 'unloved'. So, a bit of
spice, a bit of romance was required and he was sure this was all going to
work for him!

He came off the phone and smiled, 'everything seemed ready, Good!' He was sure
that his Valentine would appreciated all this, he hoped so, and as he looked
at his watch it would be about now that she would be receiving his
'invitation!'.

Across the city and in her office, David's wife, Miriam was looking at a
bright red envelope that had been specially delivered to her by a courier. She
opened the envelope and pulled out a card, an invitation card, inviting her to
a 'Special Valentine's' event! The woman smiled, the card was unsigned, of
course, and there was an air of intrigue as to who might have sent it, after
all she was an attractive woman and knew there was more than one or two
admirers out there for her affections. Miriam finished off what she needed to
do, called her secretary to told him to hold her calls as she was taking the
rest of the day off.

The woman was also tall, she was in her mid-40's, but you never ask a lady her
real age, with her shortish red hair, bright red hair that made her standout
more than most. But it was not just her hair that made you notice this woman,
she also had that mature woman look. The attractive, older woman look, with
her brown eyes that held you, her soft skin with a few lines of maturity,
experience, knowledge and intrigue. Then her full red lips, gloss lips that
shined and ooze sexuality as did that sultry grin she seemed to always have.

But if all this was not enough, and it should be, there was also her body,
shapely, curved and stunning. Long legs, and full bust and all wrapped up,
currently in long black boots and pair of tight jeans and a frilly white
blouse, with buttons undone to show just how much of a desirable woman she
was!

Miriam grabbed her short leather jacket and pulled it on, and with the
invitation in her hand she now stepped over the unconscious body of the
courier rider who'd brought it to her. He hadn't removed that motorcycle
helmet and been a bit too familiar with her, calling her 'love' as he got her
to sign for the delivery. This wasn't the way to talk to this woman! So, she
had had to raise herself up out of her chair, walk around the desk and show
her 'disapproval', it would be a mistake that this young man would not make
again!

The woman left her office, outside her secretary, Julian, looked up as his
boss approached, she confirmed that he would deal with all her calls while she
was out, "Oh and tidy up that mess in my office!" Julian guess this referred
to the courier rider as he'd heard a cry and thud sound just after the offish
man had gone into his boss' office. Miriam turned, waved the invitation in her
hand, smiled and left, leaving her secretary there admiring the rear view of
the woman as she left.

Julian pulled open the draw on his desk and looked inside at the envelope with
the valentine's card he'd brought for his boss and the small neatly wrapped
package beside it. He signed wondering if he should indeed give her, his
valentines gift, and how would she react?

Miriam was in a taxi and on her way to where the card she'd received had given
her directions to, there was some intrigue in this, a card, not signed, with
instruction of a place to go to, on valentine's day. All very mysterious and
kind of romantic all at the same time. Miriam had gone alone with this, it did
have an air of 'delight' about it and she liked that.

The taxi pulled up outside of the city's most exclusive and exotic hotel, The
Excelsior, and as Miriam got out she had to smile to herself as this place had
a certain reputation for ... ... well the rumours where very 'interesting' to
say the least (Reader may wish to read previous stories including Wrong Order,
Happy Valentines, Milf Club & Millionaire Mayhem).

The card was quite specific in the fact that Miriam would have to go to the
reception desk, where an attractive blond called Carol handed over another
bright red envelope and directed the older woman over to the left-hand side.
The older woman was quite enjoying this 'little game' and as she read the next
card she smiled, then made her way to where the instructions told her. Down in
the depths of The Excelsior Hotel there was a labyrinth of rooms, corridors
and hideaways. These little known about subterranean world had been used
before for a few discreet clients and 'events', but was hardly ever spoken
about above ground, in case someone overheard!

Miriam made her way down the little used staircase and was in the lower
regions of the hotel, 'now what?' she thought to herself as she stood in a
dimly light long corridor. But as another bright red envelope attached to a
dull grey door caught her eye she grinned, as she carried on playing this
Valentine's day 'game!'

The card inside simple read 'through this door', she hoped there would be more
clues, more cards that would lead her to her 'present', she was enjoying the
effort that had gone into this and didn't want it to end too quickly.

Back in his office and David looked at his watch, he reckoned that his
invitation must have reached its recipient by now. He called through to his
secretary and cancelled everything had had for the rest of the day, finished
off what he had left to do and was out of his office, off to meet his
valentines.

Back at The Excelsior and Miriam fanned herself with the most recent card as
she opened the dull grey door and stepped inside, wondering what valentines
present was waiting for her?

The room was not that big, and not too small either, a storeroom, maybe,
nothing more than that. It was empty apart from a table pushed up against one
of the side walls which had a couple of chairs slotted in around it. Apart
from the table, couple of chairs and the man stood with his back against
another door in the far wall, it was empty.

Miriam's eye moved back to the man stood there, silent, watching, dressed in a
sports tracksuits and trainers, with his arms folded and staring at the woman
who had entered the room. He was a tall man, a bit taller than her,
mid-twenties or so, dark hair and a look of someone who was confident, sure of
themselves and with a hit of cockiness about him. He looked strong, with broad
shoulders, a broken bent nose and a rough face all of which told her that he
probably was a solid man.

A brief second or two went by and then the man, unfolder his arms and stopped
over towards her, his heavy build meant that he wasn't the most delicate of
people. And, as he made his way away from the far door, Miriam could see that
there was another red envelope stuck against that door. The woman grinned at
the idea of a trail of red valentine's envelopes that where leading her to ...
... who or what, whatever she was being lead to was intriguing. But for now,
there was a tall, broad man making his was towards her that needed her
attention, WOOOSSSH!

As he got close the man's focused look was clear, and so where his intentions,
he had something in mind for her. As he was almost on top of her the tall man
had brought his arm up and swung it, as his clenched fist came hurling around
it would have caused untold damage to anyone who had been stood there on the
receiving end. Fortunately for Miriam she'd seen all this coming, the woman
had read the oncoming man like a book and knew he was coming for her. Her eyes
had been everywhere and seen him tighten his right fist, she'd noticed that
sight jolt in his arm a second or two before he'd pulled it up fully and
realised from his stance and how he was coming at her what his intentions
where.

With all this Miriam, had waited for the right moment and as he'd gone and
made his move the older, wiser woman had also made her. She'd ducked down,
disappeared out of the way as his fist came swinging around and found nothing
there to hit. As his fist and arm flew past and over her head the man was
exposed and in no position to defend himself, which was an ideal position for
Miriam WHACK! OOOWWWHHH!

The woman now drove her fist upwards and into the belly of the man, now a
combination of him missing his target, overstretching and overbalancing, plus
the sharp blow that had come up into his body, meant that now he was in
trouble. The blow from a woman had hurt him more than he would have realised,
she was much stronger, and more skilled than he'd anticipated. He staggered
back after the hit, even though not totally winded he did need to take a
breath, control his breathing and then he would ... ... , SMACK! UUUHHHHH!

He'd taken a second too long to deal with that first blow, which allowed
Miriam to spring back upright and send in her second fist. She quickly
followed up with a hard, straight fist into the side of the man's face, a
punch to his jaw. This in itself would not have taken this man down, but
combined with her fist blow, meant that he was now having to step backwards,
having to take two good blows to his body, having to shake his head and now
trying to think about what he was going to do next.

But it all proved to be too much for the simple man to handle all at once
THUD! CRUNCH! With Miriam now fully upright and the man staggering she went
for it again, two more quick blows went into him. The first low and to his
gut, to counteract the earlier blow to his jaw, she'd caught him just right
with this, making his lean over and to one side. His exposed, and now jutting
out, chin provider her with an easy chose of target for her next strike.

The woman's fist flew into the man's jaw, crashing into his chin, the sound of
a strong female fist hitting the male jaw filled the room, and sent the man
tumbling backwards. But before he could fall to the floor the woman had
another move all planed out for him. In a flash, she leant over, reached out
and grabbed onto one of the chairs close to her. Both her hands grabbed onto
the plan wooden chair and WHOOSSHHH! CRASH! The chair came swinging around and
was slammed into the already staggering man, the hash blow shattered the chair
and the man. Splitters seemed to fly everywhere and the man just dropped like
a stone to the floor.

As he fell, he moaned, groaned, bounced once as he hit the floor, jolted and
now lay there still, motionless. Miriam chucked the remains of the damaged
chair, still in her hands, down onto the broken man and brushed her hands. She
was pleased with that move and the mess it had made of the man, and now for a
second time that day she stepped over a man that was in her way.

The older woman, made her way to the far door, with the red envelop attached
to it, and retrieved this. Opened the envelop and read the card that was
inside, it congratulated her and said 'one down, how many are left?' The woman
smiled, this was becoming fun. She flung the card over and onto the fallen
man, moved to the door, turned the handle, opened the door and stepped into
the next room!

Meanwhile her husband David was in his taxi and pulling up outside The
Excelsior hotel, hoping that all his valentine arrangements where all going to
plan!

Miriam stepped into a similar room to the last one, a room, mostly empty
except for a few things. Firstly, there was no furniture this time, simply a
set of mats covering the floor, secondly, stood in the middle of this area was
another man. Like the first man he was tall but this one was black and dressed
in one of those traditional white marital arts suits, she noticed the belt
around his heavy-set waist was black, so he was probably good? He was a big
man, not fat, but stocky, sturdy might be a better description, big all over
and this gave Miriam the idea he was strong, even powerful. But a big man like
this would be slow, maybe?

He looked at her, then did that thing of moving his head from side to side and
clicking his neck, a move meant to intimidate an opponent, but it didn't work
on this woman. He now stepped forward and suddenly he was running at Miriam,
and he was fast, he showed his scary face as he screamed at her, charging and
yelling, more intimidation tactics. His hands came out ready to grab the woman
and probably throw her around, but Miriam certainly wasn't going to allow him
to do that to her. Quickly she dived out the way, rolled over and over across
the mats and came back up onto her feet safely out of his reach.

The man screeched to a halt, and the look on his face was now of frustration
at not getting hold of the woman. Back on her feet Miriam smirked as she
unzipped her leather jacket, then put her hands on her hips as she stared at
the man, as if to say 'that was your best?' The man was annoyed by this and
now stormed over to the woman, just as Miriam set off towards him, the two of
them heading straight for each other, but it was the woman who was ready with
the better move. As they got close she hoped up, a slight jump, throw her leg
forward and THUD! UUUHHHH!

She drove her boot into the man, stopping him instantly and hurting him. As
her boot went in he doubled over, caught out by the older woman and her move.
As she came back down the woman twisted, spun herself around in mid-air and
CRUNCH! Her other boot came spinning around and slammed into the side of the
black man's head, which bust into a throbbing, aching pain, stunning him and
dropped him down to his knees.

A simple kick, a twist and a second boot, that's all it took and the man was
on his knees before her, so much for a black belt! Miriam reached out grabbed
onto his tender head, pulled her leg back then WHACK! The man on his knees
received a fast, hard knee thundering into his face that forced his head and
body to shoot backwards, and as he went rearwards CRACK! OOOWWWHHH!

The sole of Miriam's boot went back into his face, another boot, another hit
and another blow to his face, now the man simply fell backwards and down to
the floor. Bent back over his lower legs as he was still on his knees he was
now a heap of a tall black martial arts man, so nothing special! With the man,
out cold Miriam stepped over him and made her way to the far side of the room
where there was another door and surprisingly, another bright red valentine
envelope attached to it.

The card inside read 'two down, maybe some more to follow, who knows?' Miriam
smirked she was sure there would be 'more to follow!' But she was enjoying the
game, so turned the door handle and stepped through.

Back upstairs at the reception desk of The Excelsior, the blond receptionist,
Carol, checked her list of 'events' going on in the hotel today, after all
Valentines was a busy time here! She found David's booking and directed him
off to the right, the man smiled in anticipation of the evening he had
planned.

Below in the lower catacombs under the hotel and Miriam now walked into her
third room, she stopped, looked around and it was all very familiar. A
smallish room, grey in colour, nothing much to look at, but of course there
were, obviously, some differences between this room and the other two. Mainly
this room had a number of gymnastic pieces of equipment scattered around it,
one of those pommel horses, a long and a short balance beam and few pairs of
rings handing down from the ceiling. All quite nice, and casualty twirling
around on the pommel horse was yet another man. He was a well-developed
redheaded man, well not red like her, so probably more ginger, again 20
something ish and was dressed in just a pair of tight shorts.

Miriam quite liked how he looked, but as he carried on twisting around and he
looked at her, and she could see that his 'intentions' to her was along the
same lines as the previous men! THUD! He spun out of his last twist and
dismounted from the horse, rolled his shoulders, smiled, well she did look
good, and walked towards her. If she was meant to be impressed by this, she
wasn't. 'Ok he looked sort of nice, but that was it, looks aren't everything!'

As he approached she slipped off her leather jacket, giving him a better view
of her, his eyes took in the older woman 'Very Nice!' But this was just a
simply diversion to take his mind away from what she was about to do, she saw
his eyes move down to her cleavage, typical male, then she made her move. Then
woman went forward into the oncoming man, but she went low, sticking her leg
out fully and almost slid across the floor towards him, then CRUNCH! Her boot
went in, straight into his knee cap, her 'distraction' had worked nicely, and
the sound of her boot crashing into his knee was followed by the childish
whimper sound and cry of pain he made, which was to say the least, amusing!

The man's leg buckled, but somehow, he managed to stay upright, on his good
leg, but not for long as the woman now rolled over and past the man. She was
behind him and, THUD! Now it was time for her other boot to make contact, this
time with the back of his good leg. The two sharp blows, forward and back on
both legs made the man stagger, wobble and drop down. Unable to stay upright
he came, painful, down onto his knees, which only brought another pathetic
whimper from him.

Miriam was a little annoyed with this childish behaviour and this one needed
to be silenced, in a flash she was up onto her feet and being behind the, now
hurt, man on his knees he had no idea where she was. But he soon realised,
when she lurched forward and grabbed the man's head with both her hands,
HUUUUHHH! Up he came, she jerked his head upwards and the rest of him
followed. Miriam swung him around as he came up, and throw him harshly into
the side of the pummel horse, THUD!

As soon as he slammed into the horse, there was, THUD! A 'tap' to his kidneys
from the woman, just to add to his 'discomfort.' The man jolted at the punch
and hung onto the apparatus. Trying to steady himself, and stay upright as he
realising that back on his knees wouldn't be a good place to be. A second went
by and nothing, then two and three, the man quickly realised the woman wasn't
following up her attack on him, 'how stupid was she!' He was now OK to move
around, so turned to find the woman, but ... ... ... 'she's not there?' He
looked around, pushed himself off of the pummel horse, but he couldn't see her
'were the hell ... ... ?' There was a creaking sound and instantly he knew,
OOOUUUHHHH!

She was up above him, holding onto a set of the rings that had been placed
there so nicely for her to use. The man saw a pair of black boot suddenly
appear in front of his face and felt the pair of strong denim legs clamping
around his head. He quickly grasped the fact, as she grasped him, that she had
him in headlock, and as he felt her legs tighten, squeeze him, OOOOWWWW! He
saw the woman's feet cross over so she had a better leverage, a stronger hold
on him and ARRRRRRHHHH! She squeezed some more!

He grabbed onto her firm legs and as she held him, humiliated and hurt him,
she was strong enough to hold onto the rings and easily dealt with this man.
He tried to break free, release himself from her hold, but it was no good.
Miriam's powerful legs, her tight grip and leg muscles made short work of this
'man', as his face went through a number of different shades of red and
purple, before finally he passed out. Only then did the woman release her hold
and let him fall to the floor and into yet another heap of a man before her.

With this one out cold, she let go of the rings and dropped to her feet,
picked up her jacket, stepped over the man, and made to way to the familiar
door on the far wall, with the now customary red valentine envelope attached
to it. The card inside read 'to make it this far deserves a treat, that awaits
in the next room.' Miriam chuckled to herself, 'a treat', she was sure her
'valentine' wasn't going to be that sweet to her, already!

Upstairs and David had found the room he had booked, he was becoming nervous
now, hoping that everything was going to go to plan.

Down below and Miriam grabbed the door handle, turned it and stepped into the
next room to see what 'treat' was waiting for her!

Inside the room, she stopped and looked around, it was larger than the other
rooms and totally empty, apart from the two men that stood in either corners
looking at her as she came in. Miriam stared back as she made her way to the
middle of the room, with one man on one side of her and another on the other
side. 'Two men now, so that was her 'treat'!' she thought to herself, and
smiled. The two men, an Asian and a blond man, were dressed ready for 'action'
the Asian man in a pair of long black boxing shorts and the blond in a pair of
blue martial arts trousers. Now slowly the men made their way towards Miriam,
each man thinking the same 'if she made it this far ... ... !'

Miriam stayed in the centre of the room and slowly moved around and around in
the same point, watching the two men as they came closer, then they stopped
and now seemed to be circling her. The woman's head and eyes flicked form one
man to the other, as she started to suss each of them out, and see which would
make the first move?

But it wasn't that hard to work out, the clenching of their fists, the couple
of nods each man gave the other and then suddenly, but with no great surprise,
both men ran at her at the same time. Miriam was prepared and now she made her
move, as the men rushed her she stepped backward and positioned herself ready
for them, WOOSSHHH! SMACK!

She still had her leather jacket in her hand and now used it, swinging it
around as if it were some whip and lashed out at the Asian man that was coming
for her. The arm of the jacket came whipping around and slashed across the
man's face, this sudden and unexpected action made him jolt, reel back.
Catching him both physically and mentally off guard, halting him and stopping
his advance to the woman. This now left just one immediate threat to her, the
blond man that was almost on top of her THUD! OOOUUHHHH!

But she had it all under control, as her arm went out and lashed the Asian man
with her jacket she kicked out with her opposite foot and drove it into the
blond. He'd caught sight of what was happing to his friend and this
momentarily took his mind and eyes off of the woman! His lack of concentration
was rewarded with her boot into his gut, doubling the man over and stopping
her second attacker in his tracks. But this was no time to rest and gloat,
WHACK! UUUUHHHH!

Miriam swung back to the Asian man, he'd just been stunned by the jacket
flicked at him, so now he need 'something' more 'sturdy' to occupy his
thoughts. After she kicked out at the blond the woman, twisted, spun around,
hoping from one foot to the other so she was back facing the Asian man, and
was now in a position to give him her other boot!

The heel of her boot dug into his upper thigh, she caught him hard and on a
nerve, his leg wobbled and he took a second to steady himself, enough time for
the woman to jump and in mid-air kick out once more. This time her aim was a
bit more precise and would hurt him, a lot more WALLOP! OOOOWWWW! The tip of
her other boot came up and dug into his groin, giving him agonising pain and
making him drop down onto his knees.

As Miriam came back down on her feet, pleased with her move, THUD! Two arms
grabbed her from behind and she was in a tight bearhug, the blond man had
caught his breath back and now jumped her. He griped his hands together and
squeezed her tight, 'he'd show her!' HUUUUUHHHH! THUD!

Well he would have if Miriam hadn't been quick thinking enough to throw her
body forward and to the side, taking the man hugging her off his feet, over
her back and shoulder and dropping him to the floor in front of her! The
shocked man went over and was plonked down, hard, on his arse. He was a bit
disorientated by the move and certainly wasn't prepared for her next one
WOOSSHH! That leather jacket was still in her hand and now it came flying in
front of him and around his neck. She grabbed the other end of her jacket and
was about to ... ... WHACK!

Before pulling on the jacket across the blond man's neck and throat she need
to take care of one thing, she hoped onto one leg and flicked the other out,
towards the close by and still knelt Asian man. Her other boot slammed into
the centre of his dazed face, broke his nose and dropped him fully to the
floor. 'That takes care of him for a while!' Now back to the blond, hold her
jacket with both hands she pulled back against his neck, THUD! At the same
time, she drove her knee up into the back of his neck, forcing the man
forwards whilst pulling against his throat.

The woman's tight grip on her jacket, her knee in the back of his head, the
unusual strength of the woman pulling back and against his throat, and mixed
in with the overwhelming smell of leather had its effect on the blond man.
Miriam soon overpowered him, choked him and the man slipped away into
unconsciousness, with that smell of leather the last thing he was aware of,
and a scent that would haunt him for a while! The blond was out so that just
left the Asian man a few feet away on the floor nursing his hurt and injured
face.

WHACK! Her boot easily found him again, as he was too busy worrying about his
injury and not concerned about her. The man went sprawling across the floor,
unimpressed with him Miriam simply walked over raised her foot and CRUNCH!
ARRRHHHHH! CRACK! She brought her boot down into his groin, then shot her foot
forward and back into his face, and that was the end of him!

With the two men down she again picked up her jacket, stepped over her latest
victims, and went over the far door and read the card in the envelope
'congratulation, I hope you enjoyed your entertainment, please come and join
me.' Miriam opened the door and went thorough.

Upstairs and David had checked the room, everything was just as he'd asked for
it to be, he sat down nervously at the table. It was set out ready for two
people and all the man could do now was wait for his valentine's guest to
arrive.

Down below and Miriam walked into a room set out as a dressing room, somewhere
to change ready to meet her valentines, hanging up was a gorgeous red dress,
an evening gown, and she loved it. Also, there was a box, when unwrapped it
contained the loveliest set of lacy red underwear and stocking 'how very
nice!' The woman now went about getting herself ready.

A short while later and Miriam left the changing room, another card gave her
instruction as to where to go, out the room, down a short corridor and there
was a lift. A moment or two later and the doors opened and she was walking
down a much more stylish corridor and towards the room at the far end. When
she got to the room, she reached out, took the door handle, turned it and
opened the door.

David was still sat at the table when he heard a noise, the door handle shook
a bit, it turned and his heart raced as the door started to open.

Miriam walked into a luxurious set of rooms, one of The Excelsior's exclusive
suites, for 'special guests' on the top floor. There was the sitting room
area, where a table stood, it was set for two people to enjoy an obvious very
delightful, romantic meal. To the side was a set of double doors that where
open and through which the woman could see a very large bed, a comfy looking
thing all covered in rose petals. In the sitting room the double doors to the
balcony where slightly open and through the curtains walked 'her valentine!'

The older woman was, it must say, a little taken aback, but she grinned,
smiled and giggled to herself, a mixture of shock, delight and excitements as
she now looked at her young Nephew! The lad, Bradley, was dressed in a
slightly ill-fitting tuxedo. He stood there nervously holding a single red
rose in his hands, and Aunty Miriam could only think how cute this all was and
how ravishing he looked.

Downstairs in one of the hotels private rooms on the ground floor David
nervously was about to get up, as he smiled at his Niece, Keri, as she came
into the room. The tall young girl was dressed in her normal cloths, she
wasn't the kind of girl to do that dressing up thing, so it was a pair of high
heeled ankle boots, torn jeans, and long sleeve top, a tight top, this would
do for her. The girl with the long dark hair looked at her Uncle, she guessed
it would be him, who had brought her here with all his cards and clues!

Upstairs and Aunty and Nephew looked at each other, Bradly wondered if he'd
gone too far, after all he didn't even know if Aunty actually liked him in
'that way', but he hoped so. Had he got it all wrong, was his Aunt going to
shout at him, tell him off, had he misjudges everything? Was his Aunt the sort
of woman he had suspected and thought she was, that would be a gorgeous, sexy,
strong dominant bitch with the skill to suppress and overwhelm any man, or
lad? Had he made a horrible mistake in all this?

Miriam looked at the table that was laid out for a romantic dinner, she looked
as her darling Nephew, the naught boy who'd arranged all this for her, then
she looked over at the large petal covered bed! But she would have probably
only got a box of assorted chocolates to nibble on from her husbands, and here
her Nephew had provided her with an assortment of men to 'bite' into and a
cute lad to 'eat!' 'Hmmmmmm!'

Downstairs and Keri walked over to her starry-eyed Uncle who was raising
himself out of his chair, THUD! BANG! OOOHHHH! As David was hallway out of the
chair his Nieces boot had struck, right in his chest sending the man back in
his chair and toppling him and his chair over and to the floor. He felt a
right idiot, sat in a chair on its back and him too, then THUD! OOOWWW! The
heel of his Niece's boot came down into David's chest and now the young Keri
looked down at him. "Well Uncle am I your Valentine's then?"

Upstairs and Keri's brother, Bradley, was even more nervous as Aunty Miriam
walked over to him, by the looks on her face she'd made up her mind if she
liked or hadn't liked his valentines surprise. She reached behind her,
unzipped herself and let the lovely dress slip off of her and fall to the
floor. Now just dressed in that set of red stockings and underwear, she looked
so stunning to the lad 'Oh My God!' Bradley's eyes bulged, as did his
trousers, his jaw dropped and his mouth went dry.

His 'red Goddess', his Aunt came up to him, she took the single rose he was
holding and slipped it between her large breasts, that would not be the only
thing that she wanted in-between there tonight! She took her Nephew's almost
shaking hands, which she found ever so sweet, pulled him to her breasts and
held him. His face was buried in her soft flesh as Aunty Miriam eyed up the
bed and grinned.

Downstairs and Keri leant down, she looked at Uncle David "so do we eat first
or do I kick your arse?" Now there was a question, then "Oh you forget the
roses, that was a mistake wasn't it!" In fact, Keri hated flowers, rose
especial, but she had to find fault, after all Uncle David needed a strong
woman to keep him in his place and she was that strong woman, even on
Valentine's day ... ... !

Upstairs and Bradly had been pulled out of his Aunties breasts, a chance to
breathe again. And now Aunty Miriam leant forward and kissed Nephew Bradly, it
was one of those moments, neither would forget, especial considering the
circumstances. The older woman led her young Valentine over to the bed, Miriam
would leave the romantic dinner until later, first she had to work up an
appetite and knew just how to do that! Aunty would first feast on her Nephew
and 'thank' him, properly, for her special Valentine's surprise ... ... !

Downstairs in The Excelsior's reception area and Carol was going through the
list of events that where going on here today and ticking them all off.

Mrs Forbes and Mrs Johnson, from the group known as Milf Club, had both
arrived for an evening of fun in their respective rooms, Mrs Forbes was
escorted by Mrs Johnson's Son and Mrs Johnson had been escorted by Mrs Forbes'
Son.

The hotel owner, the young Mr Jonathan Mason had arrived with his entourage of
gorgeous ladies, for their very private function, an evening of very special
entertainment!

A Miss Jasmin had arrived with her friend Miss Cindy, the tall black woman and
her blond friend had a room set aside for the evening, some man had been
brought in to provide the entertainment. Also, a number of the hotel 'Bell
Boys', renowned for their special service to female guest, had been requested
to provide the fun!

More ladies from 'Milf Club' where arriving, Carol recognised Miss Marsha who
was with her friend's Suzie and Craig also there was Miss Joanna who was with
her friends Kelly and Daniel. Carol was sure that Craig was Joanna's Son and
Daniel was Marsha's Son , but as for Suzie and Kelly ... ... ? Well whatever
happens in Milf Club, stays in MIlf Club!

And there was that sweet young lad who'd arranged for his Valentine to enjoy
some 'fun' down in the lower levels, he was a nice lad! Carol ticked him off.

With all this going on Carol was feeling a bit ... ... Just then one of the
hotel newest Bell Boys came up to the desk, he looked a little flustered as he
handed over a red envelop to the good looking blond and smiled nervously at
her. She opened the envelop 'a Valentines card, how sweet'. Everything was
done, and it was quiet now, Carol reached over took the lads hand and lead him
away to the rear of the reception area, through a door and ... ... .!

Valentine's Day at The Excelsior, everyone deserves a bright red envelope ...
... !