Chapter Two of the Isabella Chronicles
As I said, my phone sex situation with Isabella was exactly what I needed. It was perfect, perfect that is, until the inevitable happened.
"I want to meet you!" she purred down the phone at me, the day after I had listened to her fuck her ex-husband into a coma.
"No!" my mind screamed, and somehow my voice found a more polite way of conveying the same message. I did NOT want to meet. I did NOT want to know what she really looked like. It would spoil everything! Didn't she enjoy things they way they were? What if we didn't like each other physically? Was it worth risking the enjoyment we gave each other anonymously?
My arguments seemed sound to me, but Isabella was insistent, so much so that she would bring it up when she had me on the brink of spurting or in the middle of a hot and horny phone conversation.
"Let's meet" she would say, "and I'll suck your cock AND swallow your cum for real!" or "If we meet, you can stick that cock in me and fuck my brains out!!" or "Wouldn't you like to REALLY be sucking my tits and licking my pussy instead of just imagining it?" or "I wish you were REALLY playing with my arse right now!!"
I tried putting her off.
"I'm a big guy!" I said, "You know tall and wide and built like a brick shit house! If you don't like front row forwards, you won't like me!!"
"Don't worry, I like big men", she responded, making no effort at all to set my fears to rest over her physical appearance.
"I can't stand a guy with no meat on his bones and I'm built for a big man!"
I don't remember finally giving in, so I cannot say exactly how it was that I came to be standing outside my apartment building waiting for her, that morning, or even why (let alone when) I had given up my address and agreed to meet.
Ostensibly we were going to my apartment gym, new friends helping each other get fit. I had no idea what to look for and was expecting the worst.
I had already resolved that I would smile politely when we met and ignoring the crossed eyes, the terrible teeth and the hare lip, would exchange chit chat amiably without inviting any physical contact while I lead ten ton Tessie to my gym. No doubt she would huff and puff with me in the gym for 20 mins or so and then collapse while I called an ambulance.
'At least I hadn't given her my apartment number!' I thought dismally.
Being a male with a healthy libido, I was able to interrupt this thought process while I checked out the passing traffic of stunning city chicks wandering up and down the street while I waited.
A brunette with curly brown hair, hazel brown eyes and freckled face with a cute up-turned nose, caught my eye. Underneath her tracksuit I could see she had beautiful breasts and a nice full arse. I watched her sashay through the glass doors to my apartment block as my mobile started ringing.
"Where are you?" asked Isabella in my ear.
"Waiting out the front." I said, still watching the brunette. I loved that sort of body; full without being fat, beautiful soft skin, great curly hair, cute upturned nose, lightly freckled face and this girl carried herself with style.
'Such a voluptuous and sexy woman,' I thought to myself distractedly. 'How marvellous!'
Suddenly she swung around and looked right at me. It was only then that I saw the mobile held to her ear. Even through the glass doors, I could see her smile as I stood there gaping, my mind still trying to put two and two together.
"Hello stranger!" she breathed in my ear.
She walked back out, took my hand in hers and kissed me on the cheek, her body pressing up against mine as she did. All the while I stood there like a dimwit, trying to reconcile the image I had cemented in my head with the person before me.
"You're a big man!" she said admiringly.
"I mean you said you were a big man but you are BIG!! Oh, and pretty much what I thought you'd be like too!" she finished.
"Am I?"
I was still spellbound, and I half nodded half shook my head. She grinned at me again and then unexpectedly reached forward and tweaked my cock through the front of my shorts.
"You ARE big! Hmmm, very big" she giggled.
"I feel like I've been wanting to do that for ages!" she said while she half turned and rubbed her arse back into me.
"Now come on, show me this gym!"
I could feel my cock instantly hardening in my pants and realised belatedly that I had a stupid grin plastered all over my face.
"The lifts are straight ahead!" I managed and fumbled in my pocket for my access card so that we could take the lift down to the gym, trying to rearrange my cock discreetly as I did so.
She was like nothing I had anticipated and was so different, so much better than I had imagined, that I was completely unprepared for it. When the lift doors closed she stepped up to me and smiled coquettishly up at me.
"So this is the body of the voice that I've had sex with so many times over the phone!" she said in her slow deliberate way with her sexy smooth voice. Her hand slid over my stomach and began to gently stroke my already half erect cock.
I felt dazed, as if I was high as a kite. I kissed her on the forehead and nuzzled her cheek, licked her ear. She rubbed her cheek across my face and moaned softly into my neck, her hand still sliding lightly over my now erect cock.
"Did you like listening to me fuck Horace the other night?" she whispered as she pressed against me.
"Uh huh" I managed, my hands sliding around her hips and then running over those fantastic arse cheeks I had admired only moments earlier. The lift doors opened and she back out, still looking up at me with that strange almost teasing look on her face.
"Well, I was fantasising it was you, not him." One finger played with her curls while she glanced around.
So where is it?" she asked.
I pointed wordlessly ahead to the door of the gym and we entered. A lone male was working up a sweat on one of the two walking machines that sat in front of the wall to ceiling mirror. Isabella took the other walker, while I made a beeline for the bike machines, which were behind the walkers.
As I worked up a sweat, I watched the rhythmic movement of her arse cheeks as she walked in place and felt heat curdling inside me. I glanced up and she was grinning, watching me watching her.
"Do I pass?" she asked, her breath straining a little as she worked at an uphill climb.
"Oh yeah!" I said, trying to regain my composure.
She flicked her gaze sideways at the guy next to her and made a face back at me.
