Like all my stories, this is true and I will never forget it. I hope you enjoy it.
This happened in the spring of 2010. I answered an ad on a local forum from the casual encounters section. I got a response from Tamara, we seemed to have some things in common. Both of us were married for a long time and weren't getting it at home. She is a writer and she seemed to appreciate my well thought out responses.
We emailed back and forth for a couple weeks before we were able to set up a time to meet. In that time I came to find out that she had a test for me and that If I passed this test I would be a happy man. I also learned that she has a fetish for cum, she loves the way it tastes and feels in her mouth.
The test was all about kissing, I had to be a fantastic kisser for her to want to be with me. We really seemed to get along over email, but she made it very clear that if I wasn't a great kisser I wasn't getting any further. I consider myself a fantastic kisser and I am always up for a challenge. She had met with a couple guys and they were duds so she sent them packing. She let me know that she gets very wet and loves to wear sexy panties, even making reference to the fact that she soaked hers while talking to me over email. Just to tease her a bit, I sent her a pic of my hard cock and she really liked that.
I decided that she was going to have to pass a test for me and asked her if she was up to it, being a good sport she was all game. I told her that my test was a smell test and that I was very sensitive that way. She assured me that she not only smelled good but that she tasted good too. I let her know that part of my test was following some instructions on the day we were to meet. Of course she wanted to know what my instructions were but I wasn't telling just yet.
We traded numbers so we could text. I set up a meeting at noon time in the lobby of a nice hotel downtown. Our plan was to meet and then walk together to the parking garage where I was parked, there we could talk and I could take the kiss test. I told her that I would text her my test instructions about ten minutes before the scheduled meeting time.
I got to the hotel lobby early and positioned myself so that I could see any person coming or going. She had not sent me a picture, but described herself as on the shorter side with an athletic build and very large natural breasts. About 30 minutes before our meeting I texted and asked what she was wearing. She replied, "Medium length black skirt with a form fitting pink sweater and my hair is up." I texted back asking about panties and she said, "A black lacy thong." I then asked if she was ready for her test and got back "Yes I am waiting!"
So a few minutes before noon I texted her, "I want you to take your panties off and put them in your purse." I got back a simple "Yes Sir."
About ten minutes later I see an attractive gal wearing a pink sweater walking down the stairs towards me. I could not help but notice that she really shakes things up when she walks and it made me wonder if she was wearing a bra. I stood up, gave a slight wave and she walked straight to me. It was really hard not to stare at her chest as I could see a lot of cleavage. She had a few freckles (I love freckles) on her face and even more on her chest. I remember her telling me that I was younger looking than she thought and we headed out the door to the parking garage. We had to walk about two blocks and it was fun to see the looks on guys faces as she jiggled by them.