I sat in the cafe, basking in the sun in the courtyard.
It was a beautiful late spring day. Warm, but still a little fresh.
She walked up a little shyly. Perhaps even nervous.
This was the first time we had met in person and I could tell she was a little anxious. Most likely a little excited too.
I looked up at her and smiled.
Her face lit up and I could immediately see her relax a little. She took a seat opposite me and we started to chat. Simple, polite conversation. Naturally I started to flirt and she responded. It was fun, but I had more in mind. I continued flirting, but getting a little more daring each time. Seeing how she reacted. If she would grin. Would she blush? Maybe look away. I'd search and probe with my comments, assessing her levels of comfort, and arousal.
Her body language starts to change. She leans forward towards me, exposing more of her cleavage. She continues to shift in her seat, as if she can't get comfortable. Her pupils dialate as she looks into my eyes. I can tell that she is ready.
I straighten up and look directly into her, and in a soft yet firm voice, tell her "I want you to get up now. Walk over to the bathroom, and once inside, I want you to take off your panties. Come back here, give them to me and then sit back down again. Do not speak. Do not hesitate."
All of a sudden she looks nervous, but she feels compelled to. Not just because she is aroused and wants to, but she feels the power of my voice and command.
When she returns, and gives me her pants, I casually take them and place them in the inside pocket of my jacket. I smile once more at her again and stay "Good".
We then continue to talk. I hold her in place with my eyes, and discuss more salacious details. Teasing out of her hidden desires and fantasies. I know that she can feel the soft breeze between her legs and the discussion is only adding to her arousal. I can see she wants to touch herself. But I refuse to give her any signals to do so.
After a time, I stand up, take her hand and guide her away.
We walk to my place, hand in hand, not saying a word. I open the door and let her in.
Following, I close the door behind me and lock it. I return my focus to her and say "now, let me see you. Undress for me." Her resistance, if there was any, has gone now, and she quickly removes her dress. She is glorious. Standing there in front of me. Vulnerable, exposed, so willing.
"Thank you" I say. "Now I would like you to lie down on the bed please".
She walks over, and as she lies down, I gently grab her wrist and start to bind it to the bed. "I'll look after you. Just do as I say". I tie up the other wrist as well and bring out a blindfold. "This is to help you concentrate on your other senses. Heighten your experience". She nods and swallows. Not daring to say a word.
I gently start kissing her lips and stroking her hair.
She wants to reach out to touch me but can't, and I tell her to lie back and stay still.
I start to kiss more passionately. My tongue gently probing inside her mouth seeking out hers. My hand goes behind her head, and I pull her in closer to me.
As I lift her head up gently, I start to kiss her neck and gently nibble on her ear lobes. I can hear as she starts to moan already and I know she is enjoying this.