The Virgins Humiliation
Chapter 1 -- A Planned Encounter
Jus and Rog had enjoyed exploring their fantasies verbally and orally in the bedroom and had decided to make the next step in their journey. In order to break themselves in slowly and to keep Jus firmly in control they had agreed that their first fantasy to be acted out in real life would involve a single willing male.
Lining up a suitable person had been a lot easier than they thought. Jus, or rather "Lady Victoria " as she was named on a certain adult site had attracted no end of attention. They had settled on a smart young stud of 26 years of age. As of yet they had chatted online, and seen him shirtless, but the young mans buttocks and private parts were as yet to be revealed. They had agreed that they would be at a very discreet table, in the corner of a very discreet bar, in a very discreet country house hotel in the English Cheshire countryside at a set time and date.
The hotel had been selected as it was midway between their two homes, was well away from prying eyes and had a very private bar area that was generally quiet on a Saturday evening due to most people being in the restaurant. They had outlined a sexual surprise for the young man and told him it could go either way, pleasure or pain. He had heartily agreed, Jus suspecting he was willing to make any sacrifice to enjoy the allure of an older lady.
Jus and Rog had checked into the hotel in the Saturday afternoon and had spent a leisurely afternoon in the Spa after a late lunch and two bottles of Champagne. They had retired to their room whilst they got ready and by 7.30pm were looking immaculate.
Rog was dressed in fitted navy suite, and indeed suited and booted. Jus however was the main event. She looked every inch the demure sophisticated Atomic blond that she was. She was dressed in fitted black dress, a little shorter than normal, that showed off her considerable curves in all the right places. This was finished off with Vivienne Westwood handbag and Louboutin heels. There was no doubt she was as class as she was sass.
They had arranged to be in the bar for 8pm sharp and had wandered down as agreed. The hotel was old school, several hundred years of time honoured country mansion, and the bar a beautiful panelled affair with large leather sofas and a fire in the back wall. The bar itself was to the right, which, when empty, left the leather sofa and table that Jus and Rog were sitting on well out of view due to the angle of the decorative fire screens that were used to break up the room.
Jus and Rog sat down and ordered drinks. They had a decent bottle of claret and were into their second glass, and somewhat tipsy when they noticed a young man had a taken a seat at a table on the way to the bar. The hotel was used for business sometimes and given the vicinity to Chester and its commerce centre a single guy would not arouse attention in the slightest.
Jus gulped as she saw the young man and squeezed Rog's arm gently to let him know but Rog had already caught sight of him. They looked at each other a final time as if to confirm they were really going to do this and then with a confident statement of "Its now or never" Jus got up and walked towards the bar.
She confidently asked the waitress for a fresh glass and then turned to walk back to the table. She took the long way round, stopping occasional to admire the art on the walls as so many did, and ensured her path would take her past the young man's table.
As she moved out of site of the bar, and got near the table she coughed quietly. The young man looked up, and took her in. Jus looked stunning, certainly most young men's idea of a wet dream. Her cleavage was pushed up thanks to the Vollars corset under her dress and he was able to take in her ample curves. Jus paid him no attention and moved past but as she got a couple of steps ahead of the table she dropped her purse. She bent down slowly to pick it up, touching her toes slowly. Her dress rode up beyond the tops of her stockings perfectly she afforded the young man a view of first her thighs, then her stocking tops and finally her perfectly round arse cheeks.
Worse than this was the fact that she was wearing sheer crotchless panties therefore exposing her perfectly manicured vagina and soft symmetrical lips. There was not a hair in sight until the pubic mound, where once reached contain a clipped small neat triangle. The young man's eyes, he wouldn't have been ashamed to admit, were drawn up to Jussi's private area.
What seemed to last a lifetime was over in several seconds, as Jus looked back she cruelly smirked as she noted that the poor mans crotch was positively swollen, Jus was equally thrilled that he clearly wasn't lacking in the trouser department given by the size of his bulge. She was almost sure she could see the outline of his erect penis pulsate but surely not. For young James, it was all he could do to keep his amour controlled. As he felt his member engorge and throb a tiny amount of pre-cum leak into his white boxer shorts to his shame.
Rog and Jus continued to enjoy their evening giggling and chatting and James went back to his book, but in reality he was fit for nothing. He couldn't take his mind off the sight earlier and still couldn't believe his luck. It would be another 15 minutes before the next part of the plan was put into fruition.
Jus again got up and walked to the bar, this time for a pair of Gin and Tonics. She again took the long way back. With only the barmaid in the bar apart from Rog, Jus and James there was no suspicion to arouse. Once Again Jus approached James table as she walked back to her table. As she came level she reached into her purse and placed the contents down on James table in front of him without even looking over he should and made her way back to her table.
When James looked at the table top he was surprised to see a brown small envelope, rather like an old fashioned pay packet. He was intrigued and opened it and to his suspire it contained a hand written note and a small tape measure, similar to those found in novelty Christmas crackers. James, intrigued, opened the note and read it. It said simply.
"Hello young man. Do you think you measure up?...
Next to the Msg was a phone number, that James assumed belonged to the lady?