Tina
My girlfriend of three years is a slut, there is simply no other way to describe her and in fact she often refers to herself as a slut, she even sometimes wears a badge which proclaims 'You call me slut like it's a bad thing?'
Obviously when I first met Tina I didn't realise then that she was a slut, in fact she probably didn't see herself in that way until a little later -- but wait, this isn't getting us anywhere, let me begin from that early first meeting ........
My name is Paul and I had been chatting with Tina for a couple of months via the internet, first on facebook and then later, via personal email. I suppose we first made contact somewhere around October to November, it was our work in the care industry that first connected us. Chatting about how we dealt with difficult clients and challenging each other in various on-line games. Over the weeks our chats became more flirtatious, Tina loves dressing up and role play so around Christmas time she would often send me pictures of herself in very sexy, revealing Santa outfits. There was never anything explicit in her pictures at that time, just very, very suggestive. Bending forward showing a tantalising amount of cleavage or viewed from behind and showing just a glimpse of lacy panties. Many was the evening I would be sitting with a raging hard-on just wishing she was there with me.
Our flirting continued throughout Christmas and the new year and on into spring, the pictures she sent me would be ever more risque, a tantalising glimpse of nipple, a shadowy flash of thong. I once told her that when I got to meet her her clothes would be at risk as I would want to tear them off her -- she laughed at that and said "I can't wait".
Toward the end of April Tina messaged me and told me that her current contract with her client was coming to an end and she was going to take some time off before accepting a new client on a new contract. She said that she fancied exploring Suffolk and if she booked somewhere close to me would I be able to be her 'tour guide'. Obviously I was more than willing, I was extremely eager to meet this sensual lady in person at last.
Soon everything was planned, Tina would finish her contract on April 30th and had booked her travel for May 1st, she would be coming by train as it was such a long journey and she didn't trust her old cortina to make such a trip, I agreed to meet her at the station on arrival and be her chauffeur.
The days dragged by until at last the morning of 1st arrived and Tina sent me an early morning text to say she was at the station, waiting for her train followed a short time later by a text to say she was on her first train and on her way to London. Almost two hours passed before the next text arrived 'Arrived at London Victoria, now on tube to Liverpool St for my next train, should be there in less than two hours now -- guess what I've been doing for that last couple of hours.'
I texted back immediately 'Can't wait to see you -- can't guess what you've been doing, are you going to tell me?'
'I've been reading naughty stories on my tablet -- I hope you've had your Weetabix this morning -- you might need an energy boost', this was accompanied by a winking emoji. This of course sent my pulse racing and my imagination went into overdrive. I checked on-line for times of trains arriving in Ipswich from London and so, almost two hours later I was waiting on the platform for her train to arrive.
It was a glorious spring day, clear blue skies and the sun shining as Tina's train pulled into the station, feeling a little nervous in case I didn't recognise her (sometimes a photo can be deceiving), I scanned the passengers as they alighted from the train. I shouldn't have worried, I spotted Tina the moment she stepped from the train onto the platform. Short light brown hair, a red top, low cut, exposing a cleavage to die for, a black hanky hem skirt, black tights and red, high heel shoes. She walked along the platform pulling her suitcase behind her and holding her tablet and ticket in her other hand. Once through the ticket check barrier I greeted her with a hug which she turned into a very nice kiss sending my pulse sky high again, I took her suitcase and we walked hand in hand to the station car park. I was worried that Tina might not like my car as it was quite old, a blue Vauxhall Astra convertible, but as soon as she saw it she squealed with glee and said "Can we have the top down?"
"Stop putting naughty thoughts into me head." I said with a smile which made her blush. I put her luggage in the boot and put the top down as requested and Tina made herself comfortable, I drove out of the multi-storey car park, glancing to my left as we exited and noticed that Tina's skirt had ridden up exposing a little white thigh above her stocking tops. "Mmmmm, stockings. Now that's sexy." She giggled and said "Eyes on the road you naughty boy!"
Tina had booked herself a room at Premier Inn just off the A14 so I took a nice, scenic route to her hotel via some of the local villages just so I could spend some time showing her local viewpoints while at the same time checking out her sexy body. After about an hour of cruising around I got Tina to her Hotel at around 4pm, I had booked a table at a local 'Hungry Horse' restaurant for 7pm so we wouldn't be rushing. I carried Tina's luggage while she booked in and collected her keys, I then followed her to her room finding she had booked herself a very nice double room which overlooked the fields rather than the busy A road which passed by. She told me to put on the TV and make myself comfortable while she went for a shower and 'freshen herself up' ready for going out later.