I give a great big thank you to Kenji, for his help and input, in the editing of this story.
He has been great to work with, and if you're an author in need of an editor, give him chance to help you as well.
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I was at the dog park with Sadie. We were playing frisbee, just getting her some much needed exercise. Sadie is my Golden Retriever. We were having fun, when this what I thought was a Black Lab, ran up and seemed like he wanted to join in. Sadie sat and I threw the frisbee. The lab went off after it and came back. Again, I threw it and Sadie went. Both dogs took turns fetching the frisbee, no fighting over it at all. That's not normal, I thought.
As I threw again, I noticed someone standing with us. As the lab went off again, she yelled, "Get it, Beau." She sounded sweet and as I turned to actually see her, she was as beautiful as can be. I hoped this would turn into something amazing. As Beau came back, she gave him a treat and a pat on the head.
She looked at me and said, "Hi."
"Hello, I'm Steve, is this your dog?" I asked.
"Oh, yes. This is Beau, I'm Jessica."
"Well, nice to meet you Jessica, this is my dog Sadie," I said.
We stood making smalltalk and throwing the frisbee for the dogs, just having a fun time. I hoped it would ever end. The more we talked, the more I found myself liking Jessica. She is funny, smart, and the more I looked at her, the more gorgeous she got. The only thing I was having trouble with was how she was finding me to be.
You see I'm not the best looking hound at the park today, but Beau found Sadie which brought Jessica my way, so maybe that was some kind of serendipity, or something. All I knew was, I was having one hell of a great day thus far, and was wishing it would go on forever. But it did come to a stop, as Jessica had to go and take care of the things she needed to do. We said our goodbyes and headed to the gate and went our separate ways.
I went home and tried to get some work done, but just couldn't stop thinking about Jessica. The more I worked, the more she played on my mind. I needed something to distract me. I got online and went to my favorite site, MFC to check things out, to see if there might be someone to chat with. As I was scrolling through, I saw someone that shockingly caught my eye. No it couldn't be, but yes, the more I looked -- it was Jessica. Now I know how things work with cam-girls, and they don't care to have relationships with the men that frequent their page. I had to be clever about how to do this on the DL, as my account had my picture attached to it. She couldn't see it like I saw her, and she would freak out knowing that I know she's a cam-girl.
I went in and made a second account and made sure no pictures of me went onto it, staying totally anonymous and buying tokens to be able to talk to her, and be able to give her a little bit of love by tipping sometimes. Now with a new account, it was time to go into her room and say hello to the girl I had just met not but about two hours ago at the dog park. How strange can this be? I was nervous as fuck because I didn't want to screw up and somehow let on that we knew each other.
It went well. I never did anything to let on that I knew her, and we would still run into each other at the dog park, thanks to the dogs. I didn't let on that I knew of her alter ego, or that I knew what she was doing to make a living. I didn't care. Women have to live, too. I know this is just a job; it doesn't define who they are. It means they are working hard to give themselves a decent life; besides, there is all kinds of porn out there, and Jessica is taking control of what and how she does what she's doing. With all that, it just made me like her even more.
As I said, we would meet at the dog park, not set-up meetings, but we would just find ourselves there at the same time. It had been going on for three weeks or so. We enjoyed hanging out together, talking, laughing, and playing with the dogs -- getting to know each other. It seemed to be going so well, I figured what the hell, I'm going to ask if she'd like to go out.
"Hey Jessica, I was wondering if you might like to go out with me sometime."
"Steve I'd love to, and please call me Jess, all my friends do, and I count you as one."
I thought, wow, if you only knew, would you still want to be friends, but I couldn't dwell on that. I said, "Great, Jess, we'll have to set up the day and everything."
I then asked, "Does Friday work for you?"
Without giving it much thought, Jess said it was good for her, then asked how she should dress.
I told her I wasn't sure yet as I was kind of winging it, I hadn't thought that far ahead, but would let her know.
We hadn't exchanged numbers yet because we met often enough at the park. We just never thought that far into it, but now was the time. I would text her with the attire for our date.
I had a hell of a time trying to come up with a nice, fun date night. Of course, dinner was the first thing to come to mind, but everyone does that. Then all the other normal stuff ran through my mind. LIGHTBULB, I wondered if there was a cooking class we could do and have a fun time cooking together, then eating what we made. With that in mind, I set out to see if it was something doable and finding a place that does it, set it up. I then texted Jess to let her know, casual but not overly dressed up unless she wanted to.
Date night came and I texted to find out where to pick her up. When I got there and she opened the door, Jess made the roses I had gotten for her look like weeds. My god, she looked so gorgeous; there stood Jess, with her long, Long, reddish-brown hair, hazel green eyes, full luscious lips that when she smiles could melt the strongest of hearts. And the body, well I've seen it and curves in all the right places with legs that go all the way up to her ass and shapely as all get out, but not realising it until now. I am a leg man with a fetish for pantyhose and Jess was wearing a pair now. She also was wearing a sweet little sundress that played nicely with her figure. The heels, about three inches, making the muscles in her legs even more shapely than they probably are in flats. Damn, she was looking hot.
The date went very well. We talked, made each other very yummy meals and after, we went for a long walk continuing our talk. It was going so well, I went to take Jess's hand and was happy to feel her accept mine in kind. It was a beautiful evening and we both enjoyed being with each other. At one point, not thinking, I said to her, "I hope you had a great time because I enjoy taking care of the special women in my life." I took her home and walked her to the door.
As we stood at the door, I wanted to give her a hot, steamy kiss good night, but Jess stopped me cold as she looked me in the eyes and said, "So you like taking care of the special women in your life. I ask 'cause I've heard that from someone I hold very near and dear to my heart, and I think you know who you are."
As that sank in, I thought, oh fuck, I've just shit on the best thing that has ever happened to me before it's really even gotten started.
Jess knew the man standing in front of her was one of many men that has frequented her room on MFC. I was always so careful not to implicate myself and tonight I blew it. How fucking stupid could I be?
As this was all marinating in my mind, Jess had turned and unlocked the door, turning back to me and asked, "So you gonna come in and show me how you treat a special woman in our life?"
"Yes, I'd love to. I thought I just blew it 'cause..."
"Well then get your ass in here and take care of me. We'll talk later."
"Okay then," I said.
I was now going to be walking into the rooms I have seen on the computer, the inner sanctum of the woman I am so happy to know and be with at this very moment in time. I was nervous because I'm not well endowed, probably a bit less than average, and hoping Jess would be okay with it. Too late now, though. I know things about her and what she liked to have done.
"Jess," I said, "thank you for inviting me into your home. As you know, I know stuff about you and your likes. Tonight is not going to be especially about how you might want things to go. I am going to give you more than you could ever think of because it's not going to just be sex. I'm going to make love to you and give you the time of your life. If that's something you're not ready or looking for, maybe we shouldn't continue."
"Are you kidding me, if I didn't want you to be here right now, I wouldn't have asked you in. Now shall we go get to it, or are you going to talk all night?"