Weve had this new guy start at work as the managing director, his name is Steve. When he first arrived yesterday, every female in the building was impressed by the upgrade in good looking men in the building. He's tall, well built, nice peircing blue eyes and a smile that could kill in a second, I had to check my pulse when he looked at me. Whilst a meeting in the conference room took place, I could not help but stare at him, he's only 28 and he's the managing director? I thought what the hell! You gotta be atleast over 40 to take that position mate but he was "the man". As the day went by work had finished at 530pm as usual so I decided to see what kinda car this hotty drove, as I thought he drove something as hot as myself, a black Porsche convertable. He drove past me knowing that all day I'd been staring at him and he gave me a smile as he left the building car park. As I drove home, all I could think about was him it was crazy, then that stupid song by Jennifer Page "Crush" started playing on the radio which was random as. I got home to my apartment and took a nice long slow hot shower lathering my silky smooth body with dove shower gel. 8pm I got a call on my phone, it was my girlfriend from work bragging on about the "newguy". After the conversation I was all worked up over him, so I decided to get my toys out and have a little play, masturbating on my pink fluffy blanket on my queen size waterbed, I started to slowly stroke my body all over with my finger tips,then I started to play with my nipples rubbing them until I started tingling all over my body, finally moving my hand down to my pussy where I gently circled my clit with my finger making me so wet and horny I came once before sticking in my big long thick dildo in making me moan sexually Im sure my neighbours could hear me. I got off so bad, I made my pussy squirt when I orgasmed for the 3rd time, wow it was explosively amazing. Thoughts of him made it so intense and easy for me to cum. I arrived at work this morning at 7am Im usually the first here, having to get so much work done, but I noticed the lights in the office were already on when I arrived. I could hear the photocopy machine so I waked over to it to find Steve standing there puzzled at how to work the photocopy machine so being the handy helpful woman I am I stood rite up next to him so he could smell my perfume and showed him how to work it. I bent rite over to look down the side of it, and he knew I was doing it on purpose, suddenly I felt this hand come up the back of my skirt and he starts feeling my ass up and rubbing my pussy from behind, I was so excited I moaned as he bent me over on the photocopy machine whilst pulling down my gstring and sticking his dick into my wet pussy from behind. Oh my god he had such a big dick I had to moan louder, pushing in and out in and out I was creaming for more, he gave it to me so good with my face and hands flat down on the photocopy machine we must have hit a button that started photocopying me. I didnt care I just wanted to get off, and he got me off hitting my gspot with his large cock, my body was intensly pulsatingly shaking. I came first which makes him fucking fantastic, so rite before he came, I got on my knee's and let him shoot in my mouth, his cum taste so good, I swallowed with pleasure. After we finished we toungue kissed for about 10 mins before departing back to our offices. We have just been passing each other with smirks and smiles since, it is now 9am and im pretty happy, thought I could share this with u guys. Hope u enjoyed it cos I surely did mmmmmmm.

29 August 2006

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So after the "riding the maserati" incident with my bosses daughter, I went back the next day to work all normal and tried to hide the fact that I had been getting dirty in the car park the previous night with Kirsten on my bosses merecedes SLK. Unfortunately this did not happen. I walked in after my lunch break to find everyone whispering and walking past me with grins smiles and stupid comments. I wondered what was up and then I was called into my bosses office and oh my god! There was the securtiy footage from the downstairs carpark of me and Kirsten getting it on on his car, my jaw just dropped! My face was red and I wanted to die! He just looked at me and nodded his head with a strange grin on his face, he said somebody had been fired for accessing the tape and displaying it in the lunchroom where alot of staff members witnessed it, I asked him "am I next then?" he said "no" and just gave me a simple warning. I could'nt face the rest of the staff so I asked for the rest of the day off, request denied! So I spent the rest of the day with my head held in shame in my office staring out the window. I decided to work extra late as I did not wanna be leaving at the same time as the others. It's 6pm and all the staff should have been gone, but I get a knock at my office door, so I yelled out "come in!" It was the cleaner some random guy who could'nt speak very good english, he was obviously foreign, Kinda cute though he didnt look like your average cleaner, he was muscly well built, young and clean looking. He asked if he could enter my room to empty my bin, I said "yeah come on in"! The bin was down by my foot near my desk and as he got on his knees to clear the bin he could see up my skirt which I was'nt aware of until I saw him gazing. I gasped and said "oh my god get out!!!" he stumbled out saying "sory sory sory". Half an hour later I walk out to get ready and leave the building premises Im waiting at the lift when I notice him in the lift going down aswell, I immediately wait for the doors to close and wait for another lift, then I hope in to go down. As im going down the lift stops at the next level below and to my surprise the doors open and it's him, "the cleaner". He hops in and looks me in the eye, Im trying to ignore him and I rudely say "why are you in this lift? didnt the other one take you where u wanted to go?!". All of a sudden he pushes the stop button on the lift, I get all scared and panicky and ask him what he's doing? He doesnt answer but just pushes my up against the lift wall and grinds my body with his thick masculine hard body, he's kissing my neck, I try to pull away and say stop but he knows I want it, so he rips the buttons off my shirt and starts to suck my nipples, im getting so wet and horny as he pulls me up so my legs are wrapped around his body, his fingers are stroking my pussy and he tears my gstring off, I can feel his hard erect dick spring up against my pussy and im so hot for it, I cant explain how dirty I felt with him over dominating me making me want it oh my god he holds me up against the wall as he sticks his big hard thick cock into my tight wet young pussy, the first penetration felt like heaven oh I knew I was gonna cum in seconds with this guy, he then starts fucking me hard, it hurts but feels so good I tell him "dont stop! fuck me! fuck me harder! I love ur cock inside me baby oh make me scream!" and he does the job perfecto like a real man should! Then we lose control and both come hes diggin deep and I love it. We stop all sweaty and gasping for air, he pushes the button and gets off at the next floor, I go down to the car park and drive off in my maserati hot as hell! What a great week at work ive had this week haha it's all true and Im hot for more.b Cant wait till the next time I see "the cleaner" lol

25 August 2006

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I'm a 21 year old hot single young female from Wellington, NZ. A young entrepreneur, I fly back and forth between my 2 hometowns of Wellington NZ to Manly, Sydney AU. I have many sexual partners all around the world which is why I choose to be on my own I need the freedom to just do what I want to do, I've ben with many races and people men and women and nothing compares to the experience I had in my own hometown of Wellington. I signed up to adult matchmaker for a bit of fun, stating specifically that I wanted only to meet people for discreet 1 on 1's at my apartment in Manly(I only wanted aussies). So message after message from these hot aussies chatting away blah blah I get this message from a young kiwi girl, I ignored her at first cos I wasn't interested in kiwi's for one, or young girls or old men. Then I got an endless stream of messages and winks so I decided to reply and tell her straight that I wasn't interested. The next time I logged on there were 10 new messages from her telling me why I should give her a chance and meet up with her, so I said id think about it. She wouldn't give up so I asked her why are you so persistent with this? She said she wouldn't stop until she got me and she knew who I was. It freaked me out a bit I thought I had a stalker, then one night late after work I went out to my car to find red spray paint all over my brand new Maserati Spyder in the car park under my work building, it said "I've got you". Being late and the only one left in the car park, I was more f***d off than scared and I was puzzled by the fact that how can anybody get into our private business car park without a work permit to enter or exit the car park. Then all of a sudden the lights turned out in the carpark and it was pitch dark, I was scared not knowing what to do I searched for my cellphone in my bag when all of a sudden it buzzed to say I have a new message, The message read "I've got you now" the number had come from my bosses number, I thought ew he's an old crusty 60y.o man! I mean I knew he always fancied me but not to this extent, then the gates to the entrance of the car park building open and in comes driving is my bosses Mercedes SLK, I thought what the heck is he doing? His car lights are shining right on me then the driver door opens, I cant quite see who it is but it definitely is NOT my boss. As I approach the driver slowly and tensely I notice it is a young girl then as I get closer I realised it was my bosses daughter Kirsten. All of a sudden she pushes me against the car and starts passionately kissing me and ripping my clothes off, I don't stop her cos I wanna know her every intention her next move, she's turning me on by the way she kisses my body sucking it all over until she falls on her knees and pulls my underwear down from my skirt, she starts playing with my pussy with her fingers teasing my clit until it starts pulsating, next thing she has me lying on the bonnet with my legs spread while stroking my wet pussy and clit with her tongue, im pulling her long blonde hair which makes her lick me harder, finally she brings me to an explosive orgasm then fingers my wet dripping pussy rubbing my inside G spot, im so horny its driving me crazy so after cumming again I push her up against the bonnet and we start grinding with one knee against each others pussy's rubbing vigorously while crazily tongue pashing. I start taking off her clothes returning the favor in a major way....

22 August 2006

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It all started one night when I was on AMM and came across a profile of this lady who wanted someone to “give me my first oral climax”. Intrigued I read her profile and discovered that she was a lady in her late thirties, had been married for a long time and had never had oral sex in her life. We chatted on line and on the phone for a while and discovered that there was an attraction between us. Jill (not her real name) and I arranged to meet in her city apartment for her first ever oral climax. Nervously I drove into the city and stood in front of her apartment building, “what the hell what have you got to loose” I said to myself. So I pressed the intercom button and she said “ok come on up”. So in I went, up the lift to the third floor and found room 309. I knocked on the door and waited for Jill to open it. The door slowly opened a fraction and she said “come in” I walked in to a room that was in near darkness I could not see Jill or much of any thing as the only light came from the outside street lights. Jill closed the door and took my hand and led me to her bedroom. My eyes where getting adjusted to the low light and I could just make out Jill’s outline and some of the apartment furniture as we walked though to the bedroom. Well once in the bedroom Jill turned on the side light to give a low light to the room. She stood there in a long flowing silk gown and with the light behind her I could see that that was all she was wearing. She came to me and kissed me passionately on the mouth our mouths opened and our tongues explored each others mouths. She broke the kiss and started to undress me slowly. When I was completely naked she pushed me on to the bed and lifted her gown over her head and stood by the bed in all her naked glory. Looking up at Jill I could see that she had a great body, nice long legs, firm tummy and a great pair of tits with large nipples that where already erect. My eyes went back to her legs and up to her bald pussy. I could see how excited she was getting and I held out my hand to her, she took it and I pulled her down onto the bed next to me. She lay down next to me and we kissed my hand slowly moved over her body down to her tits and I cupped her left tit in my hand and gently pinched her erect nipple between my thumb and forefinger. She let out a soft moan and pushed herself harder against me. I then started to kiss her neck, moving slowly down her body to her tits, sucking each nipple and gently biting them coaching them to become harder and harder. She was groaning softly and making moaning sounds in the back of her throat. Moving further south I licked and kissed my way down her body to the cleft of her pussy. Slowly running my tongue up and down her pussy lips, her pussy was starting to open up and her pussy juices started to flow. Slowly gently I flick my tongue over her erect clit, sucking it into my mouth, ever so gently I start to fuck her pussy with my tongue, slowly and gently makes her pussy even wetter. She is now moaning more “ohhhhh..god …..yes” she starts to push back against me, “fuck that’s soooo good…ahhhhhhh…don’t stop….yesssss slowly…..ahhhhhh” I flick her clit more gently with my tongue and push my tongue into her pussy. “fuck yeeessss…….ohhhhhhh……yesssss….fuck I am cumming”. Her pussy juices just pour over my face. As she comes down from her climax she gently takes my cock in her hand and starts to fondle it. “Peter that was fantastic, I have never had a climax like that before, it was so intense” we lay still in each others arms for what seemed like hours but was only a few minuets. Jill the leans over and kisses me and whispered in my ear “now I want you to slowly fuck me the slower you do it the wetter I will get” That is another story…..

29 June 2006

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Plane flights always bring about a level of anticipation. Some more so than others. A trip with the kids or the girls always involves lots of arranging, co-ordination and an understanding that one must be a “sensible packer” A top that could be worn with a variety of bottoms and cater for cool and warm days and nights. Yes, being a sensible packer is a skill that many women take pride in. So it is an odd feeling sitting in the airport lounge, clutching a ticket to Adelaide, all by myself. It’s only a weekend away so I dont have to line up a host of outfits and that has made this packing job a little easier but, at the same time, twice as stressful. My reputation as a sensible packer is in tatters as I ponder what is in my only bag. Inside my carry on luggage, one of those cute little wheelie numbers that has been with me all around the world, is well... very little indeed. And of that very little, each item of clothing is well... very little. But is it sensible? I simply do not know but I suspect it’s anything but. Is a g-string teddy sensible? Well’ better than a bra and panties on a cold night, I think. Is a couple of miniscule Wicked Weasel g’s sensible? Well, if its hot by the river they might prove to be. What river? I don't even know where I am going. But I have been told and I have created a picture in my mind. Will it be like I imagine? And I laugh at the irony of my thoughts when I ask myself “Can anything really be “no strings” when everything in my bag is a heap of strings held together by string”. ”A bad start by me” I laugh. And I’m sitting, waiting and thinking. Perhaps thinking too much. If being on a dating site as part of a couple seeking other couples and women is at all sensible in the first place? If chatting to a couple and then discovering that couple is really a man and then still chatting is sensible? If laying eyes on his pics whilst ignoring hers is sensible? If not telling my partner about this particular ...ahem..couple was sensible? I am standing with my bag in Rundle Street having seen on descent to the airport the Adelaide Hills grace the horizon in beautiful sunset tones. But it’s serenity has not fully captured me as I wait nervously for a man I simply don’t really know. And I’m here with a wardrobe that allows for a restaurant, maybe a coffee at a cafe-but otherwise nothing else that is generally worn in public. I’m here, the plane has gone, the taxi has emptied me out and I’m in Adelaide. “Not really anywhere to turn , is there?” I think to myself. Every car coming towards me is scrutinised. “God I hate tinted windows.” A 4WD ute proceeds ominously through the intersection where most other cars seem to be turning. Thats it. As it slows I know that it is indeed him. I am eye level with a brick cutting machine and my knees go weak with fear. Out steps a dark, very fit tradesman whom I recognise as the man I have come to see. His flashing smile is unmistakeable except this time its animated rather than the frozen smiles you see in still photos. Like most men, he looks me up and down in the way that women are used to. Some hate it. I love it. It makes me feel special to get a look and even if its not kosher to some, you won’t have any complaints from me as long as the glance ends up with eyes meeting and a smile. And that's how it was with Damian. The first step in regaining some comfort was warmly received as he took my bag and put it in the back of the ute. My sensible black dress didn’t necessarily clash with the tradesman’s ute but it came into it’s own as Damian opened the passenger door just like a suited and capped chauffeur does in a stretch limo. I laughed out loud at his cheeky manner and jumped in. The door was shut quickly and firmly and I swore he jumped the ute tray as he appeared in the drivers seat in a nanosecond. A first stolen kiss and the engine was running. At once, I felt a mixture of guilt, fear and anticipation. We both looked straight ahead. Onkaparinga is a word. And also a river in SA, apparently. Damian’s mouth spoke that word as we headed somewhere and I had remembered that word from years before. I didn’t know much other than it was firstly, a name on the label of my blanket when I was young. Florid writing on a tatty blanket but it kept me warm nonetheless. We all love blankets and we like them more when they are providing us real warmth. And Onkaparinga was also a kind of cockney rhyming slang for fingers. My Dad used to talk about cold “Onkaparingas”. That meant fingers I was to learn-and remember 30 years later somewhere in Adelaide, in a car with a bloke I didn't really know. I was cold but I was warming. Thinking about fingers. In my cunt.......moving in my warmth, through my boy pants while he drove and looked at me in the eyes. Damian, I want your hand on my thigh and, yes, let it wander. I don’t want the destination nor the journey. I’m in Adelaide alone with my bag and I want you to fuck me. But timing is everything, isnt it? It was. We soon arrived at a rural post box that signalled an entry to someplace It was dark. There was a road. There was a house. I could see that. In my bag was much more than I could articulate verbally but felt it’s contents down to my warmness. What next? I have boy pants on now and I am acutely aware of my underwear. Women always know what undies they have on and they always worry about it. Is it good enough? Will Damian warm to it? No matter, the underwear is about to come off and soon. I’d better prepare my mind cos my body is already seeping in all the right places. I am a sensible packer, I know that. But right now I want to be carried into that house and fucked all night. Leave my bag in the car. How not sensible. It is cos thats what I want right now. Fuck the accumulated knowledge of 45 years. Damian said in his AMM message that he’d fuck me 5 times and I was deep in anticipation. Fixated on 5 times. 5 loads of cum in me and 1 person doing it. All I need to do after all this organising is be carried and then taken...and taken.....and taken. Take me Damian-soon. He did. The ute door swung open and strong arms slid under my bum. Damian picked me up. God don’t ya luv this. My boy pants rode up my bum. It’s been years since I have been carried and conquered. At my age, I’ve kept my body but someone obviously wants what I have kept. Damian wanted me today. I wanted 5 loads of cum in pussy. I wanted the morning so that I knew why I came to Adelaide. I wanted to remember what coffee tasted like with a sore cunt and a rough hand lightly caressiing my twat before he pressed his weight on me one more time and kissed me goodbye. He told me in the message that he was going to fuck me 5 times. Damian said thats what he did for his partner. Thats what he would do for me. Fill me up with his cum in the river house while his wife stayed at home in Adelaide. I felt for her but I did got over it. I wanted him to fulfil what he said. I wanted him to fuck me and cum in me. But he was a gentleman with manners all the time trying to get in my pants. Forget it Damian, Im here. I wanted him to cum and I wanted to cum on his cock. I was no lady no more. Keep your condomns and your practised words. This was a lady with a ticket that had an expiry date and I wanted it spent. I also told him that this lady would cum all night. She does. Thats me. The mobile rang. Fukkkkkkk. Hi darlin’ . Yep cool. Work is hard. I’m in the hotel watchin the TV. Ahh Mark I want to be fucked all night in Adelaide. True. His answer was something like we all hear. Drive safely, darling and be careful. I love him in all his ways. I neither cared about the road and who was driving. I had permission. I was going to drive like a road slut. My keys, my twat, my time . And my eyes moved towards Mr 5 times. And it worked straight away. So much so, I was still wondering where I was and where in the world I was to be fucked and sent home soon thereafter In the house where I was taken, Damian slid his hands beneath my elastics-under theboy leg.He wanted my body NOW. Right then, I, too,wanted cock not cockiness and he obliged. Seeing someone elses cock works for me. Halting breath and a man that wants to fuck me grips me more than it does him. Where am I? Who is this man? Off go the undies, I am on my back, and they are flung to the moon. So exposed. At the time, I dont ever wish to see them again and I hope Damian feels the same. Except that I hope he might just keep them and want the smell me long after I am gone back to Mascot. Damian, they are yours I want your cum in me. Still daylight, with my cunt shaved, primarily for Mark, and now Damian seeing it for the first time I know what will happen. The noise and movement of a hand fumbling with a fly and I know what comes next. Been there before many years before but I’m still scared but I dearly want what happens next. He pushes his cock tip against me and I know I will come soon. Such a tease but such a player as he pushes his knob against my twat. I warn him but come just the same. He hasn’t even fucked me but he knows I have lost my moment. I’ve seen his cock and I have come already. As he enters me I know that any pretence of concern for Mark is far gone and more so as I am laid on the bed firmly. Feeling a different cock in your pussy is a moment not easily forgotten. More so when you are distant, unsafe and vulnerable. Damian just drove it into me in one fell swoop. Right at that moment, I knew he had used his flashing smile for all the right reasons. And did I come? I wasn't washing the sheets at the river house nor did I ask who was. I had an airline ticket and 4 of his orgasms to go. His first warm pulse of liquid stayed mostly in my twat and I was so pleased to hang on to it. And it was still Friday.

27 June 2006

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The first time We chat … we met on some crazy web site … you convince me that you are real .. we chat about everything … finally we make a date for the following night You drive 4 hours to meet me … you arrive at my house … wow I am shocked … you’re smooth … real smooth … and hot … really hot … you kiss me … oh yeah there is fireworks … its there … that connection that … explosion of hormones I am cooking dinner … you can’t stop touching … or kissing … omg .. dinner is burning … stop it … oh god don’t stop kissing me You unzip my top … I am trying so hard to concentrate on not burning the chicken … you undo my bra … and start sucking my nipples … Omg stop that or we won’t have anything to eat … I can feel my clit start to throb … you know it … your hand goes there and rubs so softly … teasing it You move aside my G-string … and touch me … Ok stop now … dinner is ready … All through dinner we are hungrily devouring each other with our eyes … oh god … hurry up and finish … we clean our plates .. I feed the dog .. you rinse our plates and we start kissing again … I so want to control my self … your body is so hard … such a turn on … so fit … I am so wet … I am like jelly in your hands You stop and look at me … saying you can’t take anymore … you take my hand and take me to the bed room … you strip me slowly … kissing and nibbling where your bare. My hands on your chest … your pecs … so damn hard … I undress you slowly kissing and nibbling as I go … on my knees … taking your shorts down with my hands slowly kissing the bared skin … omg .. I want you so much … I am so wet with need for you. Slowly I remove your underwear … thinking cool .. I can handle this … then I start to gently suck … I take all of you in my mouth … slowly you start to harden … and fill my throat … honey … stop growing now … I have to breathe … Gently I take you in my hands … still on my knees in front of you I look up smiling … you look into my eyes … smiling that smile … gently you take me by the arms and lay me on the bed slowly kissing down my body to my small patch of hair … gently you take my swollen clit in your mouth … your hands slide under my ass .. lifting me up to you, spreading my legs further. You hold me up … maneuvering your self to rub my clit with your hardness … no baby … wait … I jump out of your arms … and reach to the bedside and grab what we both want on fast …. Slowly you rub me again … making me wetter … and gently you enter … a little pain at first … honey take it slow … I am not made for a man like you … I adjust to you, taking you all. Mmmm baby … omg … Gently sweetie …you need to be gentle with me … omg don’t you dare stop … quickly my orgasm approaches and I flood you with it … making it so much easier for us both … you turn me over … on my knees. Taking me gently … rocking your hips until you are entirely inside me … honey … very quickly I explode on you again … omg you know just the spot inside me. Slowly you turn me over again … pushing my legs over your shoulders … taking me deeply all at once … omg you can’t take anymore … you pound into me … quickly you pull out and rip the condom off I take you in my mouth sucking every drop out of you … omg … looking up at you I swallow … you lean down and kiss me deeply … tasting your come on my lips …then I move to your arms … falling asleep with that “well loved” feeling … not quite pain … but knowing you have been deeper than any other man mmmm my last thought is wait until I wake up baby … that was nothing

23 June 2006

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You phoned me today… I was to prepare myself for you, and to be ready for you to collect me at 7.30pm- no later. All day I have been re-thinking your words. Where shall we be going? What should I wear? What are we going to do? I try to think of all the situations that could happen, but all I think of is you. I have been working harder than normal trying to keep myself busy during the day, as you have set my mind astray, and I cannot concentrate. The day crawls along slowly, but finally I am driving home. I have been aroused all day, yet suppressing it sensually it whilst at work. Now, I allow my sexuality permission to flow- and it swamps me, causing me to grind my hips as I drive. I lick my lips as I drive, and my hand slides my skirt up my thighs to expose my stocking tops, and I feel the kiss of the air against my skin. My knees part as my fingers dance over my skin, working their way to my muskiness. Ah Gods, I am so very wet. I part myself and run my nails and fingertips over my sensitive areas, gritting my teeth, as I am driving in traffic. I am so very aroused, and my breath is in short pants. I dip my fingertips into myself and lift them to scent my arousal, and then I bring them to my mouth and lick my taste off them. I taste of the Earth, and of Lust. I wonder if the man in the van next to me can see what I am doing? Mmmmm.... I’m home. It’s 6.30pm- I have one hour to prepare myself. I feverishly try to think coherently, yet my body’s urges are fighting my thoughts. Shower! The soap slides over my skin as my hands lather it, sliding it over my body. My skin seems hypersensitive to touch, and again my hand strays to my sex, sliding back and forth, around and over. Stop! Not ‘Allowed’! Savour it! What to wear? What to wear? I lavishly drench myself in fragrance- once, twice, three times. Layering it all over my body and drinking in the scent as it’s notes change and settle. I begin dressing, watching myself in the mirror. My eyes are glowing and emerald green. I luxuriously prepare myself, enjoying the sensation of the fabrics on my skin- the layering, still trying to imagine what this evening shall entail. Delicious tremors ripple through me. I slowly, thoroughly and lovingly apply my make-up. I want to look my best for you, to have you hunger you when you first see me. I have 15 minutes to wait for you, and it stretches like an eternity. I check and re-check that I am in readiness for you. My hips slowly begin to grind as I press my thighs together, trying to suppress and savour my arousal levels, thrilling in what you do to me. I hear your car and give myself a final mist of fragrance. I walk to the front door and open it for you, stepping back and allowing you entrance into my domain. As you walk by me, I drink in your fragrance- scent and man. Delicious. I feel another tremor of lust ripple through my body as I quietly close the door. We share generalities as we drown in the sight of each other and sip our wine, quietly assessing each other… beginning The Game. I casually enquire as to what to expect this evening, and with equal feigning of casualness you brush aside my questions, delighting in my mental writhing. You suggest it is time to leave, take my hand to help me rise, and kiss the back of it whilst looking deeply into my eyes. Your touch jolts through my body, concentrating in my core, and I feel my moisture gather and my hunger rise. As we go outside you quietly take my hand and lead me to your car, opening the door for me. As I seat myself you pass me a slip of satin, and tell me to blindfold myself. I look at you, then place the blindfold over my eyes and allow you to tie it. I hear the car start, and sit back to savour the ride and my imagination. I want you to touch me again….

3 June 2006

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