Dan looked back up at her, feeling dizzier and dizzier. He was shocked at what she said, and it took him a moment to absorb it, but when he did, a wave of embarrassment swept through him. She had immediately set a different rule for him than for her, which totally turned him on for some reason. She was telling him that she wanted him to talk to her out loud, but was she really going to respond only in text messages?
He could feel himself blushing, and he didn't know what else to do besides sit there and look at her. She still wasn't physically acknowledging him in any way, except that he could swear he saw just the faintest hint of a smile flashing across her full, glistening pink lips as she stared down at her phone over her sunglasses. She had him right where she wanted him, and they both knew it!
And now she used her free hand to lightly brush her hair through her magnificent long blonde pony-tail in slow, almost petting movements, pulling it up and away from her body and letting it fall back down against her chest. He was beginning to find himself breathless at the sight of her luscious locks being threaded through her nimble, slender fingers, over and over and over. There was clearly a performance going on here, and he just didn't know quite how to react to it yet...
"M-Miss..." he started, with a bit of a nervous stutter, "Please, what's...what's going on? Are you mad at me for staring at you? I'm really sorry, I hope you're not upset, I just couldn't help but notice how beautiful you are, and..."
As he was speaking, this luscious temptress began typing on her phone, seemingly ignoring him. He stopped in mid-sentence as a message notification came in, and he looked at his phone. The message from 'Goddess' read "So you enjoyed staring at me, hmm? I figured as much - boys are so predictable. Tell me, then...what did you like about me?"
Dan suddenly began sweating bullets. She was really putting him on the spot with her confidence and her provocative question. He looked up at her nervously, simultaneously trying to decide if this was some kind of bizarre trap, and also, of course, what his answer should be. He had never felt this off balance in his life!
Since he was looking up at this blonde goddess from such a low angle, every inch of her was accentuated, like she was up on a pedestal. He even noticed that the round curve of her gorgeous ass hung over the edge of the stool slightly, right at eye level.
His eyes made another pass over her body, starting with the line of her long, shapely legs, and moving back up over the staggering curves of her massive breasts (which fit even more snuggly against the angora from the way the fabric pulled back against her in this position). His gaze continued along the tiny, cute bump of each nipple, up over the bare skin of her shapely neck and finally settled lovingly on her dramatic facial features.
His cock, which had softened considerably during his panicked sprint through the city, was beginning to twitch back to life now, seemingly very happy with this seating arrangement, but suddenly he didn't care (or at least wasn't worried she would be offended) if she noticed. He threw caution to the wind and started complimenting her, a bit uncertain as to what he should and shouldn't say...
"Miss, you're just really pretty. I'm so sorry for staring, but I just couldn't help it. I think the thing I like most about you is your eyes and the way they look when you smile. I mean, I saw you smile at that barista in the coffee shop and I almost fell out of my chair. Your whole face just lights up when you smile like that!"
Dan meant every word he said, even though the way he stuttered when he tried to compliment her betrayed his nervousness at how intimidated she was making him feel. He was dying to compliment her on her gorgeous figure too, but he figured it would be too much too fast. And he watched her closely as he talked, looking for some kind of positive response and desperately hoping that telling her those things would mean that he would see that warm smile of hers again.
But she continued to seemingly ignore him completely, scrolling through more messages on her phone and literally not reacting to his comments at all. Her calm, casual demeanor as he began pouring his heart out to her made it seem like this was a normal, everyday situation for her. And yet for him, it was completely new and mysterious, with a totally unpredictable future, and that only served to make him feel even more nervous. Still, as uncertain as it all was, there was something about this particular dynamic that excited him very much...
After he finished speaking, she scrolled through a few more messages, leaving him dangling in his state of anxiety for a few moments. Then she skillfully tippity-tapped on her phone, a delicate process indeed with those sexy fingernails of hers, and she continued the back and forth swaying motion with her lower leg. The moment she hit send, another message notification rang out on his phone.
"So you think I'm pretty, do you? You like my eyes, and my smile too? Well...that's very sweet of you to say."
And the tippity-tapping with those nails on her phone continued, the sight of which seemed to be more and more captivating as Dan watched her communicate with him solely in text form. Somehow, he immediately understood that when she was typing a message, he shouldn't bother responding, because she wasn't done 'talking' yet...
The next message came in, and when he read it, it sent his mind reeling. It said, "Before we go any farther, there is one thing you should know, and it is this. I expect boys to behave themselves. You DO want to behave yourself for me, don't you Daniel?"
My god, the way she was asking questions that weren't really questions, the way she was planting the seeds of obedience and making it clear that she wanted to control certain aspects of his behavior; it was all incredibly erotic to him. He immediately felt himself wanting to behave himself, obey her, and basically do whatever she said!
And while he was still incredibly uncertain about exactly what was going on, he was also becoming increasingly sure that this was turning into exactly the kind of sexually charged encounter that he had been desperately hoping it would.
His verbal response to her 'leading-him-along' question flowed from his mouth without a second thought, and it felt completely natural to say it. In fact, there didn't seem to be any other possible response at that very moment, so out it came...