After dipping my toe in the water on an online dating site, I was pleased with my first date.
My plan to appear almost aloof, then to surprise my date by out of the blue becoming somewhat of a slut, worked fantastically. Hot sex as a surprise on a first online date meant satisfaction all round.
After some consideration, I decided not to pursue my first date Gerry any further, so I denied him a second date. He chased a little, but I informed him I was simply just too busy at the moment to continue dating. I reassured him that if I wanted a little fun one night I would get in touch. However, for one reason or another, I did not.
I decided to spice up my profile a little to try to encourage more contact from the other male members.
I added a private picture to my profile, which I could grant access or add to my messages should I feel the need. I added a picture of myself from behind, a close-up of me in a pair of panties.
I worked hard to answer all messages and sent this picture across to a number of older guys who caught my eye. I often pretended that I had sent it accidentally, but that got even more bonus points and compliments!
I had been flirting with a man called Dave. His age was 58 on the profile and he was particularly keen on younger women, naturally we hit it off.
He commented immediately on my 'ass pic' and told me he would love to get his hands on me!
I messaged him to say that I had sent the picture accidentally but thanked him for the compliment. I then agreed to meet him for a drink in a few days time.
He agreed to pick me up at my apartment, a little risky giving my address out to someone I did not know, but I felt a strange comfort with him and decided I would take the risk. I (as I always do) give my number and whereabouts to my friend Tina whenever I am on a date, she knows what I am like and also enjoys me retelling my stories to her. She enjoys a good sex story!
Dave arrived at my apartment 15 minutes early, I was just getting out of the shower. I answered the door with a towel around me.
"Wow, you're early, you'll have to give me 10 or 15 minutes to get ready, is that OK?" I said as I opened the door and invited Dave inside.
"Of course, my dear," Dave replied, "I can wait in the car if you'd like, it's just that I don't like being late so I'm sorry to turn up a little too early."
"No, it's OK, you can come in." I said and showed David into the sitting room and gave him some TV remotes to keep himself occupied while I considered what to wear and applied a little make up.
A little embarrassed, he flicked through the TV and continued to apologise.
Very handsome, very appreciative and smells lovely were my first impressions. Yum!
In the bedroom I looked through some clothing options and considered also what underwear to wear with them. I decided on a black underwear set with a tiny black thong pantie. Over this a white summer dress. I like my underwear to be visible, gets lots of attention.
My dress however needed ironing, my Ironing board was already set up in the kitchen, so I would have to put some other clothes on, in order to iron the dress.
Or would I?
I could go into the kitchen area (which adjoins my sitting room) in my underwear and start ironing -- that would give David a surprise... the handsome lovely smelling David. What would he do?
Let's find out, I thought!
So I walked into the kitchen and plugged my iron in and started. I had my back to David so his view was of my bottom in my little black thong and the back of my black bra.
"Good heavens, what a marvellous site." He said and stood up, as if to walk over to me.
I laughed and told him I really needed to iron my white dress and apologised for my lack of clothes.
"Even better than the picture you accidentally emailed to me, what a wonderful shape you are Beth." David said as he took a few steps closer to me.
"Thank you, are you walking over here to help me with my ironing, or did you have another idea?"
I said, smiling and flirting outrageously.
"Oh I'm sorry, I don't really know what I'm doing, you've got me all in a tither. Good lord you really are a beautiful woman, what on earth made you choose me?" David said as he made his way back to the sofa.
"Well as my profile says, I am not looking for a serious relationship right now and I really enjoy older men. So here we are." I said as I continued to stare at David, I was leaning against the kitchen units and considering my next move.
"By the way David, how old are you really? Your profile says 58, but I think you might be a little older?" I asked.
"Yes, sorry about that, too old and nobody talks to you, you see."
"So how old are you then?" I asked.
"Well, I shaved a few years off as you suspected. Actually, I'm 64, sorry." David replied rather despondently.
