The phone rings at 11:03pm. I buzz him in.
You and I look at each other, unsure of how to feel or what to expect. A minute passes. 11:05pm. I open the door to find him standing there. He smiles and brushes past me, making his way to the couch, to you. “Eme”, he says. “We finally meet.”. I disappear into the kitchen and pour us some drinks. You flirt with him. You’re nervous, but I can tell by your voice that you’re very very hungry.
He’s perfect – 6’, 195lbs - a nicely chiseled body; late 30’s. He looks every inch the guy that you’ve fantasized about. He’s clean-cut, Spanish – very dark, masculine, wearing tan khakis and a white polo shirt. There’s an athletic grace to his movements.
He reaches out to shake my hand, giving me enough of a squeeze to make me grimace. He tells us that he just left his co-workers at the bar. We sit around and drink and talk for a while, our new friend inching closer and closer to you with each sip.
He turns to you.. “You are absolutely beautiful”, he says He gets up and walks over to you. He sits down beside you, caressing your shoulders. He asks you to stand. He moves behind you and draws you to him.
He kisses your neck, letting you feel the warmth of his breath. You look off into some distant, inner dreamscape. He puts his lips to your ear and whispers. You rest your head against his shoulder. You break into a bright smile at something he says.
I’m invisible to the two of you. He’s kissing your body, licking from your neck up to your ear, your head tilted back, showing your pleasure.
He reaches into your blouse and begins touching your breasts. His tongue traces the outline of your ear, whispering. I can make out only a few phrases: “….make you feel so good…”, “…deep inside…”, and, as he slides his hands down …. “…your pussy”.
He massages your clit. You close your eyes and bite his lower lip. You turn toward him and put both arms over his big shoulders. You stand high on your toes.
You turn to look at me. The blush is gone. I’m seeing a young woman who has found what she needs. He takes your hand and brings it to his pants. I can see the interest on your face as you feel his hard cock. I’m stunned, in shock from a sort of sensory overload. Your pleasure is now my pleasure.
You reach down with the other hand and unzip him. You drop to your knees and undress him. You bring your lips close to the thick mushroom head. You touch it and start to draw the length of it inside your mouth. I feel an electric surge move through my body.
