Garters & Gloves by Captain Atom I met her at a social occasion. A charity ball of some sort; I don't remember the cause, but I'll never forget her. She was easily one of the most striking women at the ball. She had long dark curly blonde hair that cascaded down past her shoulders and dark blue eyes that could instantly pierce down into your soul with desire. She was wearing a sheer white strapless dress that ended just above the knees, where her silk stockings took over, running down her well formed calves and ending in a pair of sensible white pumps. And her gloves. They were white silk, long, running up past her elbows. She never took them off. I knew because I had been watching her the entire evening, sipping champagne while flirting with the various men that approached her, dancing with two or three but always leaving them behind. Eventually she must have noticed me, because out of the blue she approached me and asked me to dance. How could I say no? She led me out to the dance floor where I held her silken gloved right hand in my left, placing my right arm halfway around her slim waist. She rested her free hand on my shoulder, occasionally running her silky index finger along the side of my neck. I held her close, our chests touching as we swayed back and forth to the music. We talked a little while we danced and I learned a few things about her. Her name was Tanya, she was in her early twenties and was visiting from out of town; her aunt was one of the people who had organized the benefit. She was a musician a piano player. I could feel her long strong fingers through her gloves and with the way she moved to the music, I knew that she must be exquisite. I am somewhat of a classical music person myself. We discussed music for a while. I mentioned that there was nothing better that a Beethoven Sonata for a romantic evening and she agreed. I told her that I'd love to hear her play sometime and she responded with a gentle kiss to my lips. "Good, I was hoping you'd say that," she smiled as she broke our embrace. "Meet me in the conservatory in five minutes." I agreed and she walked out of the ballroom, stopping briefly at the doorway to quickly shoot a smile at me. I thought about chasing right after her but decided against it. I did not want to mess this up so I'd play her way. Those five minutes seemed like an eternity. I grabbed a drink at the bar and passed the time by nervously glancing at my watch every fifteen seconds. When the band finished their next number, I asked one of the waiters to direct me towards the conservatory and headed of down the hall in that direction. When I reached the conservatory, the door was closed and the lights were off. I tentatively opened the door and stepped through, turning the lights on low. The soft light shimmered down from an ornate chandelier onto the large Persian rug that covered the hardwood floor. Pictures and bookcases adorned the walls along with two windows that looked out over the empty courtyard. There were about ten or fifteen empty chairs arranged towards the centerpiece of the room: a large ebony grand piano, majestic even with its top down. And laying on top of the piano, like a goddess or muse, was Tanya. She had removed her dress; it was draped carefully over one of the nearby chairs. Her shoes had been kicked off and were laying by one of the piano legs. Her legs were hanging over the edge covered by stockings held up by a white lace garter belt that hung delicately around her waist. Her panties, if she had ever been wearing any, were nowhere to be seen; a short trimmed patch of pubic hair hovered in the vee between her thighs. She had pulled her lacy white half bra down off her breasts revealing two excited nipples surrounded by large dark circles. As she sat up on the edge to face me she ran her still gloved hands slowly from her neck, around her lovely perfectly formed breasts and down her hips and thighs. Without saying a word her deep blue eyes expressed desire for me to come over to her. I closed the door behind me and made sure that it was locked before proceeding further. I removed my jacket and laid it on the chair over her dress then moved over to her at the piano. She spread her legs open to greet me, giving me a warm glimpse of her pussy before wrapping her legs around my hips, pulling me close to her. Once again our lips met, but this time our kiss was deeper, longer and more passionate. I ran my fingers through her luxurious thick hair as our tongues slowly intertwined with each other, my desire increasing with each passing moment. After we parted I placed my hands on her breasts, massaging them gently as she undid my bow tie and then unbuttoned my shirt from the top down. I removed my hands from her breasts momentarily to assist her in fully removing my shirt and tossing it to the floor. I then leaned her back onto the piano and started licking and sucking her nipples. She groaned softly with pleasure as she ran her gloved hands all along my back. The silk against skin sensation was incredible! With her eyes closed she pushed the top of my head, guiding it down to her crotch. She placed a gloved hand on each of her knees and pulled her legs as far apart as possible. I teased her a bit with my tongue, licking around the inside of her thighs and only occasionally over her more private area, but before long she grew impatient and squirmed her crotch right over my mouth. I began licking my tongue up and down her pussy lips, then inserted it into her, slowly licking the inside of her cunt. I heard a faint "Oh yes" escape from her as the tension started to build. As I took her clitoris into my mouth and began to suck, she shuddered into an intense orgasm. She let go of her knees and grasped onto the edge of the piano, her legs flinging back in and squeezing my head. When she finished she released me from her leg hold and sat up with a very satisfied smile. "God, that was wonderful," she told me before embracing me in a kiss once again. Tanya then hopped down off the piano and began to undo my pants, dropping them to my ankles and letting me step out of them. She got down on her knees and threw my trousers over by the chair with our other clothes before pulling my briefs down and letting me step out of them. She then grabbed hold of my cock with both hands. The sensation of her long silk gloved fingers made me grow even larger as I leaned forward and grabbed onto the piano for balance. I could have died and gone to heaven right there with that silky smooth hand job, but then she began to lick up and down my shaft before taking me completely within her mouth. As she carefully and smoothly sucked my cock between her warm full lips she ran her gloved hands all around my hips and crotch, rubbing my ass and playing with my balls, bringing me up near the point of explosion. Then she stopped. She slowly pulled her mouth off my cock and stood up between the piano and me. She put her arms under mine and pulled me close to her with another long kiss. Her pubic mound ground up against my cock as we kissed deep and long. "So how about that sonata now?" she asked as she slipped out from between the piano and me. She pulled out the piano bench, sat down and began to play. It was Beethoven's Moonlight Sonata, its hauntingly beautiful melody stirring something even deeper inside of me. She was giving the music her full attention as she played, concentrating on it just as deeply as she had concentrated on us before. She hardly noticed as I came up behind her and unhooked her bra, pulling it away from her chest and finally fully releasing her breasts. I began to massage them from behind but she shook her head Śno', so I released them and let her continue. When she finished the Beethoven she moved right into Rachmaninov's Paganini Rhapsody. I watched in awe as she poured her heart and emotion into the piece. When she finished she asked me what I thought. "I don't know what's more beautiful," I replied, "you or your playing." She got up from the bench and gave me another kiss. "Well then, I guess I'll have to help you make up your mind." She smiled and almost giggled as she pushed me down onto the Persian rug. As she straddled my hips with hers I rubbed my hands all over her bare ass and her silk covered legs. She ran her gloved hands up my arms and down my chest and stomach until she once again held my penis in her hands, gently rubbing it back up to full erection. When she was ready she closed her eyes and leaned her head back, gasping with delight as she lowered herself onto me, burying me deep inside of her. She fit me like a glove; she was incredibly warm and tight and I could feel every inch of her vagina as she slowly moved herself up and down over my cock. With her eyes still closed she brought her hands up to her chest and began rubbing her breasts as she lost herself to the sensations that we were producing together. I felt her pussy contract around me as her entire body tensed up with another orgasm. She then opened her eyes and stared into mine deeply before leaning down and giving me another kiss. I took one of her breasts into my mouth and began to suck on her hard nipple, but she pulled it away from me. "Now let's make some music together," she told me. She supported herself with her arms as she moved vigorously up and down my shaft. We groaned as our hips moved together in unison, giving each other more pleasure than I had thought possible. When I finally exploded she came as well, both of us crying out in pleasure as I shot my semen deep inside of her spasming cunt. After what seemed like a timeless forever she collapsed on top of me, exhausted. I remained inside of her for a few minutes as only the sound of our breathing filled the room. I never fully lost my erection in the warm moist confines of her pussy, so I rolled her over onto her back and spread her stockinged legs wide as I began to thrust again. She moaned with approval as I came a second time buried up to the hilt inside of her. I pulled out of her and we spent the next few minutes laying next to each other on the rug, exploring each other with our hands. When it began to get late we helped each other get dressed (and no, she hadn't been wearing any panties!) I invited her back to my place and we necked in the cab all the way there. We barely made it into my bedroom before we were at each other again. We stripped each other entirely naked (she even took off her gloves!) and made love slowly on the bed as though it was our first time. Afterwards we slept for a bit in each other's arms. When I awoke, Tanya was standing naked out on my balcony looking out over the city. I came up behind her and wrapped my arms around her and kissed the nape of her neck. "This city is so beautiful in the night," she told me as she looked over the multicolored lights. "I wish that I could stay forever." "So why don't you?" I replied. She turned and faced me. "Do you mean it?" "With every ounce of my soul." She hugged me then kissed me again before running into my kitchen. She came back out onto the balcony with a bottle of champagne, shaking it a little before opening it. It sprayed all over the both of us, so we licked each other clean, arousing each other once again. There was still a little left in the bottle so we each had a glass before returning to the bed to make love once again. Tanya moved in with me the next week and soon after got a job with the local orchestra. To this day her music and our lovemaking are just as thrilling and beautiful as that first night when I met her in her gloves and garters.