I got to the bar promptly at eight. I waited thirty minutes and was ready to leave when I saw this absolutely stunning woman walking towards me. She looked even better than the photo she'd posted with her profile. As she came closer I could see that she was even better looking; tall, with beautiful brown skin and long black hair tied back in a pony tail. She was wearing a very conservative business suit and stockings and heels. The bartender greeted her and she kissed the him on both cheeks. She seemed to know most of the people in the place. In her profile, she'd said that she was a mix of Indonesian and French and her exotic features seemed to combine the best of both cultures. When I first saw her photo I was overcome with lust. Now she was looking right at me. It was too much! She recognized me and smiled and offered her hand. I took it. We took a booth in the back of the bar and we ordered a bottle of wine.
"You do drink wine, don't you?" she asked
"Sure," I said.
She smiled again and then reached over and brushed something off my sweater.
"Just a hair... maybe mine," She said.
I smiled, but I could barely make conversation. She was so beautiful. I was afraid that I was going to blow it.
The wine came and I loosened up. We went over what we'd talked about when we'd exchanged email messages over the past few weeks. She was a lawyer, She had been living with a woman for a couple of years and then she abruptly moved out a couple of months ago.
"What happened?" I asked.
"Just a stupid fight. When she moved in she was practically a stranger, just friend of a friend. But then as the months went by we became good friends...and then lovers. But then things began to go badly. It just wasn't meant to work out. We were totally different people."
"So it's totally over now?" I asked.
"Totally," she said. "She even moved out to California."
We talked about what we were looking for in a relationship. In both our profiles we had checked the box for "play." She wanted to know what I thought that meant.
I told her that it meant that I wasn't shy about being with someone. That I wasn't against having fun.
"So, you have a high sex drive?" she asked.
I blushed. "Yes, I guess I do."
"So do I," she said. "I love sex, sometimes women have a hard time keeping up with me."
"Me too."
"Sometimes I go back to men because I just want to get fucked."
I went to put my glass on the table and nearly knocked over the bottle of wine. She caught the bottle and put it firmly in the center of the table.
"It's okay!" she said. "We can always order another."
"I'm usually not this spastic," I said.
"It's cute. I like that."
"I seem to be doing this all the time these days"
She laughed and touched my arm.
"You know, Jordan," she said. "When you responded to my message I was very excited. When I picked your ad I had no real expectations. You were my fantasy woman. You looked stunning in your photo, and you're even more beautiful in person."
I blushed. "I couldn't believe that you responded to my ad," I said.
"And when we started emailing each other I was really excited. I felt a real connection."
"I know," I said. "I started fantasizing about what would happen when we met."
"So did I," she said.
She took my hand and we locked fingers. She looked around to see if anyone was looking and then she kissed me on the lips.
"And that last email you sent. It was so flirty and sexy. I read it at work and I got so hot that I had to close to my office, turn out the lights and masturbate."
We kissed again and she put her hand on my leg.
"Let's go back to my place," she whispered. "It's just around the corner."
Within seconds, it seemed we had practically ran out of the bar and up the stairs to her apartment. We fell on the couch, she took her jacket off and undid the top button of her blouse. I put my face between her breasts and she moaned. She stood up and pulled me with her and grabbed the back of my head. Our tongues met and we kissed violently for several minutes. Then we kicked off our shoes and fell back on the couch. She took my sweater off and kissed my chest. I pulled her face towards mine and we kissed as I took off her shirt and skirt, revealing a her black silk bra and panties and her large, but firm chest. Then she kissed my neck and glided her tongue down my chest and unbuckled my pants. Then she looked up and pulled the band out of her hair letting her beautiful hair fall to her shoulders.
She was kneeling in front of me as pulled my pants and my panties off and then my shoes. Then she sucked my big toe.
"You like?" she asked.
I was moaning, trying to catch my breath. "Yes," I said.
We kissed again and then began kissing the inside of my thighs, moving toward my pussy, which was throbbing as if it was about to burst. She kissed it.
"You really don't know what you're in for, do you?" she said, her voice getting deep and slow.
She kissed it again. "You have a beautiful pussy," she said. "What do you want me to do to it, Jordan?"
"Lick it," I whispered. "Lick it."
She moaned and put her tongue on the tip of my clit and then taking all of it in her mouth. "Mmmm," she said.
"That feels so good," I said.
