You're sitting at your computer surfing personal ads, sifting through dick pix and weird daddy/ daughter requests, wondering why you bother. So what do you do? The only thing you can do: use your imagination. You close your eyes and visualize yourself in those hot heels you haven't worn in forever, the dress you never take out, and that set of lingerie that a pair of strong hands hasn't had the chance to take off your body in so long. The clothes that make you feel hot and confident about it, with makeup and hair to match.
You're face to face with a sharp-dressed clean-cut man, who is taller than you, even with the shoes. You can tell he has broad shoulders, and he's wearing a dress shirt and jacket (no tie, this is 2017.) He walks towards you and brushes your hair back over your left ear, then leans in to kiss you. His hand holds the back of your neck, and he wraps his other arm around your lower back, bringing your bodies together. The pressure between your lips is light at first, then deeper. You wrap your arms around his neck, and let this go on for a moment, before you separate.
He moves lower to kiss your neck, sending a wave of satisfaction through your body. When he comes up for air, your eyes lock and you smile at him. You turn around and lead him by the hand to your bedroom, pushing him to sit down on the edge of the bed.
Locking his gaze, you take one hand and slip the shoulder straps of your dress over your shoulders, one by one. You keep staring at him directly in the eye as you slowly slide the dress down the sides of your chest to your hips. You don't take if off yet, but run your hands up your body, tracing the outline of your breasts and back around your neck. He's practically drooling, but he can't have you yet.