This is what she'd been waiting for. A night to be alone with him. They had talked on the phone, and he had guided her, but now in person was more than she dreamed of. How nervous she was sitting there at the bar waiting for him to arrive. He had been very explicit on how their first encounter would go. She was to wear a simple black dress with spaghetti straps. Her hair was to be up, how did not matter, preferably in a French twist. No pantyhose were allowed, as he liked the feel of soft, silky legs. Finally, black heels should be worn. They did not have to be stiletto, but heels none the less, and sexy at that. She did as was instructed, and looked seductively beautiful.
She sat there, sipping her wine. She was acutely aware of the eyes watching her from inside the bar. She wondered if any of these men were him. She had not actually seen him in person, and photographs could sometimes be misleading. He told her that when he entered, he would come up behind her and whisper something in her ear. She sat there for a few more minutes, when she felt a presence behind her. She immediately became flushed. She knew it was him.
"Good evening pet," he whispered.
His breath upon her skin was more than she could take. She started to turn around. "No Pet, don't turn around. Let's keep it mysterious just a while longer."
He rested one hand on her arm, which ran down and rested on the inside of her elbow. The other hand was firmly around her waist. He removed his hand from her elbow and motioned to the bartender.
"Yes sir, may I help you?" the bartender asked. She watched as a strong hand came from behind her and hand the bartender money for her drinks.
"Now Pet, stand up and face the doorway, but do not turn around. We will make our way up to the room, with me behind you all the way."
She did as she was told, and walked towards the elevator, with him behind her, his hand never leaving its place on her waist. They entered the elevator, when he told her, "Now, we're going up to the sixth floor Pet." She leaned forward and pushed the six button.
"Damn she thought, no mirrors in here." She desperately wanted to turn around and face him.
He leaned forward and whispered, "Are you ready to fulfill your fantasy Pet?"
She replied, "Yes Sir."
His grip on her waist became harsher. "That's good Pet. I have everything set up for you."
His lips grazed her earlobe, but did not take it in. The door to the elevator opened. He guided her to the left. They walked down a long corridor, and stopped at room 628. His hand came from behind her with a key in it. "Here Pet, open the door and walk in, but do not turn around."
As she walked in, she noticed the room was very dark despite the fact it was in the middle of the afternoon. She stopped when she reached a coffee table in the living area. She could hear him shutting and locking the door. He came up behind her, slid his hands around her, and cupped her breasts in his hands. At first she was taken back by the abruptness, but after all, he was the master. She could feel his lips on her neck.
"Now Pet, you may turn around." Slowly she turned, and finally faced him. He was handsome and rogue. He was slightly graying at the temples, which made him all the more enticing. She noticed how blue his eyes were. She looked at him and smiled. After all, this was their first in person encounter. He had a medium to large build, which she liked. She never did like skinny men. No, she thought, he is perfect.
He smiled back at her, and lifted her chin upwards and kissed her gently on the lips. His lips were soft and pleasing to her. Then he gazed at her intently, "Now Pet, I want you to remove all your clothing for me."
He sat on the couch and turned on a lamp next to it. The lamp had a black cloth laid over it, to give a soft glow. She faced him, and began to feel very awkward. "Now Pet, do it now."
She leaned forward and removed her shoes first. Her fingers acting as if they'd never before encountered clothing. She slid one strap of her dress down, then the other strap letting the dress fall to the floor. Now she stood with only a black lace bra with matching panties. Her nervousness beginning to fade a little, she reached behind her and unbuttoned her bra. It now lay on the floor with the other discarded clothing. Her breasts rising and falling from her heavy breathing, she finally slid her panties off. She stood there before him, naked.
"Very good Pet, and very nice. Now, reach up and caress your breasts for me."
She did so, and noticed her nipples were already hard from excitement. She ran her hands along her breasts seductively, teasing her nipples with her fingertips. She threw her head back slightly from the pure pleasure of the situation.
"Now Pet, sit before me on the table. Spread your legs wide for me to see you."
She sat down, and spread her legs as far as she could. He leaned forward, and massaged the inside of her thighs, her eyes looking at him with pure lust.
"Yes Pet, I know you want it, but not now. I want you to pleasure yourself for me first."
The agony was too much for her. She was about to a climax at that point. He leaned back and gave her that look that showed her, he was the master, and she was his slave. She did as she was instructed. She leaned up with her left hand, and with her right hand, slowly made her way down. She began massaging her clit, slowly then faster and faster.