After Dan walked out of La Petit Mort, he realized he had just been treated to the most intense display of suggestive but nonexplicit visual titillation he had ever seen! As the imagery of his new Goddess flaunting her charms for him danced around in his mind, his erection lasted the entire drive home, and he could barely contain his arousal. This gorgeous, buxom blonde temptress had clearly targeted him for seduction, and her blatant teasing had already infected him quite thoroughly.
She had told him she was an exhibitionist, which he usually associated with someone who likes to have sex in public, but it was clear that her brand of it was simply dressing up all sexy and showing herself off (those were her exact words, in fact!) And right at the end, when she told him her name (as opposed to leaving him hanging with only the Goddess title), she literally told him that she loved teasing him. And oh, how that particular word "teasing" really had deep erotic meaning for him at that point! My my my, he was really onto something here with this girl...
In any case, he was simply dying to see what would happen next, but somehow he thought he should let her make the next move. He could have texted or called her since she was already in his contact list, and it might have been okay, but he just wasn't sure.
In fact, as the day went on, he started to wonder if she would like a quick follow up text, and he even started to think that maybe he should just go ahead and proposition her for a date. He went as far as typing out a few different text messages, but he deleted them as opposed to sending them, second guessing himself and instead simply deciding that for now he should just play it cool.
But after a few hours, during which time he checked his phone repeatedly, he began to worry that this exquisitely appealing girl, the one who had so quickly taken over his every thought, that maybe she was expecting him to make the first move. Girls like it when guys do that, right?
But he remembered the exact words of some of the things she said, first of all, that she was interested in him, but also that it would be a Female Led Relationship. Those were quite clear statements, ones that implied that she planned to engage him in further contact. But wait...toward the end of the encounter she said that she would contact him IF she decided to take him and allow him to date her!
There was an all-too-familiar mind game developing here, one of mixed messages, conflicting ones even, and it was something he was well acquainted with from his interactions with The Tease Club girls. He was happy to play along, though, especially with a drop-dead-gorgeous buxom blonde like her, but he simply didn't know the rules! And maybe that was the point, he figured, at least for now. Besides, he was sure more would be revealed if she did decide to engage him further.
But as the day went on, his fears that the entire thing had been some kind of cruel prank began to grow, and he started to imagine that she was out somewhere with her all gorgeous friends right now, laughing about the pathetic loser waiting hopefully by his phone. In fact, during the next four hours with no response from her, the dinging of any random message notification on his phone made him go through a rollercoaster of extreme hope and intense disappointment, all in a dizzying 3 second span. At that point he began trying to convince himself that he was right, that she wasn't going to call, that he was hoping for an impossibility.
When his phone dinged again around 4:30, he tried to steady himself again for disappointment as he reached for it, but he was relieved and overjoyed to see that it was, actually, finally a message from her. Her contact name in his phone had mysteriously changed (just as mysteriously as the way it had first appeared) to 'Goddess Barbie'. He opened the message quickly, almost dropping his phone in excitement, and actually stood up from his bed as he coursed with adrenaline over the fact that she had finally written him.
It was a picture of her, and his heart leapt into his throat when he feasted his eyes on her. She had taken a picture of just her face, framed in a lovely halo of her golden hair, and he was stunned to realize that he had somehow already forgotten that she was actually that beautiful. Her eyes were wide and innocent, with those sparkling blue irises seeming to drill deep into his mind. Her full, soft, pink lips were spread in a dazzling white smile, and a long, thin curl of blonde hair was dangling down across her face.
The text accompanying the picture read "Helloooo Daniel..."
Dan's cock twitched and started to get hard pretty much instantly. Damn, just two simple words from her, spelled in an exaggerated way, really got his attention! He started to type a response, but then another message came in from her...
"Have ya been thinkin' about me? I bet you have..."
Dan wrote back as quickly as possible, flustered immediately at her flirty greeting and suggestive question.
"Oh god, yes!"
The moment he sent it, he panicked and sent a second message as fast as he possibly could, correcting himself and hoping he hadn't committed an unforgivable transgression, "I mean Goddess, YES!"
A smiling winking emoji came back, but nothing else, so he continued with some not so faint praise.
"I'm so happy to hear from you - you look amazing in that picture, you are just so gorgeous! Yes, I've been thinking about you all day wondering if I'd hear from you!"
A few minutes went by before another message came in, with him waiting literally on pins and needles, simply terrified that he might have said the wrong thing. He quickly found that when she didn't respond instantly, it amped up his anxiety and filled him with self-doubt and fear that something he would do would turn her off.
But then she responded, "So I'm sure you'd love to see me again. What's up for tonight?"
"Oh Goddess, I was hoping you'd decide to allow me to see you!" He was really trying to echo her choice of words and empower her to make the decisions. It was a subtle way of telling her he really wanted her to do so...
So he continued, "Would you allow me the privilege of taking you out for dinner tonight?"
Again there was a pause of a few minutes, which left him feeling flustered and worried, second guessing everything he said and how he'd said it.
Finally, a response came in. "I'd like that, but I'm busy. I'm going out with some girlfriends."
Some imagery of that thought instantly appeared in his mind, a group of four or five gorgeous girls going out dancing at a club, attracting the attention of every red-blooded male in sight. And then, for some reason he envisioned her at a BDSM club, her and her friends all dressed up in Dominatrix attire, having their way with any and all submissives that their hearts desired...
After all, even if it was little by little, she really did seem to be heading things in a dominant direction, and he was simply dying to know if she would be as kinky as The Tease Club girls. But he was already coming to understand that her style of game playing was much more of a slow enticement, clearly more focused on the teasing itself as opposed to moving right into contract agreements, bondage restraints and sexually explicit acts.
