Chris And Toni Ch 01

As Chris tried to open his eyes to the soft glow of dawn, he found himself lost in a realm of shadowy visions. That line between dream and reality blurred as he floated in the remnants of both. It was in this liminal space that visions of her adorable little smile danced in his mind, holding sway over all his senses. For a moment, the image was so vivid, so enchanting. It felt like an echo of a distant melody that lingered, a feeling long lost from deep inside his soul. In these first conscious moments, she already held dominion over him, playing upon his waking world with the haunting refrain of a song too beautiful for his ears. It served as a poignant reminder of a connection that already felt profound, despite it being intangible so far.

In this moment of stillness, thoughts of their online exchanges flickered beneath his closed eyes. The little endearments, infused with playful teasing and the cute mannerism she enchanted him with, it all wove through his waking mind in a blur. Each message she sent him seemed to bridge a virtual gap, traversing the digital realm, warming Chris's soul with thoughts of this little girl's vibrant curiosity and her adventuresome zeal. Her adorable little smile and wildly seductive ways seemed as inviting and inevitable as a siren's song to Chris.

He lingered beneath the covers, allowing the soft cocoon of warmth to envelop him. There was a part of him that yearned to remain in the comforting embrace of this drowsy in-between space where the day's realities had not yet intruded, their sharp edges softened by the remnants of sleep. His hand swept over the cool, vacant expanse beside him, the smooth fabric whispering beneath his fingertips--a silent testament to his wife of 10 years, Karen's early departure to her own rhythms and routines, steeped in quiet autonomy that mirrored the space between them.

Visions of Toni danced in his mind again--recalling times they had delved into talking about the artistry of his rope bondage. Chris was well practiced and had shared pictures of different ties he had done with her. He was overwhelmed at her excitement and the adorable way she'd add a 'please' when asking if Chris would tie her up one day. They had met online in an international chat room where people talked about different kink's they had and shared their experiences and made new friends.

Chris couldn't help but think of the adorable way Toni embraced her 'Little' persona, complete with its inherent vulnerability and trust, it echoed in the deepest chambers of his soul, awakening a desire to nurture and protect her. This connection sparked a bond electric with dynamic energy, an invigorating force that surged between them like an unstoppable current. It was a magnetic pull, binding them in a dance of complementary desires that fueled their intricate interactions with the intensity of a tempest.

Reflecting on the short couple of weeks he had been talking with Toni, a warmth kindled in his chest, a stark contrast to the cool intrusion of the morning breeze, as he shifted onto his back, gazing at the ceiling fan's lazy rotation. Today, a different kind of adventure awaited him. His days were usually filled with the routine tasks of the lumber yard he owned and ran with his younger brother Ryan, today though, today would be the day Chris got to meet Toni in person for the first time.

With a resigned sigh, Chris finally rolled out of bed. His feet hit the cool floor grounding him into reality despite his resistance to giving up his dreams of Toni's little lips curling into the most perfect smile in the countless pictures and videos of herself she had sent him as they get to know each other. He could feel the weight of the day on his shoulders already. Still, he needed to ignore his excitement and focus on the mornings obligations. Chris reached down and scratched the head of Layla, one of his dogs who was curled at the foot of the bed still sleeping.

As he watched his dog roll on her back to get her belly scratched, an equally adorable image of Toni's laughter cascading from a video she had sent him the night before took its gentle grasp on Chris's spirit. It was hard to believe she was almost 30 when he thought of her innocent smile. Though, when she shared tales from her life or even better, the fantasies she hid away from most of the world, there was no doubt of the woman she was.

Stepping towards the bathroom to start the day, Chris held onto the smile thoughts of Toni inspired, since they had began talking, their luster had been a silent rebellion against the drudgery of the everyday. He stepped into the shower and as the water enveloped him, it seemed to wash away the morning's last vestiges, leaving in its wake a quiet anticipation for the undiscovered possibilities that meeting Toni might bring.

He closed his eyes and let his mind drift to thoughts of letting the bar of soap in his strong hand softly trace over the delicate skin of the beautiful little creature that haunted his dreams rather than his own hardened body. He imagined the soap gliding gently over her smooth, soft body, leaving behind a trail of foamy bubbles. The warmth of the water seemed to embrace him as he pictured pushing her petite frame against his chest, her body fitting perfectly against his. He could almost feel the softness of her skin as he imagined holding her close, the water cascading over them.

Chris' hand slid lower beneath the shower stream as his thoughts of Toni's slender little body filled his imagination, her wet skin glistening. He traced the bar of soap along his thigh, envisioning it was her small hand clutching the soap, gliding it along his body. He let out a soft moan, aroused by the vivid thoughts of exploring her delicate curves. Chris just couldn't help himself when fantasies of Toni's exquisite form flooded his mind. The warmth of the water and the slipperiness of the soap seemed to heighten the sensations as he lost himself in thoughts of her.