Chapter 3
"Okay. Hope your tooth feels better. Get some rest over the weekend, you know we'll be slammed next week with all these annual reports due next month!"
"Sure thing Daniel. Thanks for approving my leave to go to the dentist this afternoon." I tried to make as simpering of a smile as I could. Pretending I had a new cavity had been kinda funny the last day and a half. I'd made funny noises, gotten out of two meetings and gotten 3/4 of the day off.... Enough time for me to get home, cleaned up, change into some comfy hiking clothes, and get to my date with Itzy with time to spare!
I was out the door and in the parking lot in record time, and it was everything in me not ot hit reckless driving on every street on the way home!
It was another warm day as I slipped off the Red Diamond trail towards our clearing.
I heard voices ahead as I neared the clearing. I slowed my pace and crept forward quietly. But as I reached the clearing, all I saw was Itzy. She was turning away from the trees on the other side of the clearing towards my approaching footsteps.
As she turned to face me, I was once again at a loss for words. Today's outfit was another Cosplay masterpiece!
She wore her hair up in two high ponytails. Her bangs were long, down to her shoulders, so her brown eyes were constantly peeking out between a curtain of blond.
Her 'ears' were on full display today, her hair pulled up and away. Like they were on display for my review. My hands twitched already.
Her long thin neck poked out of a tight white collar, a black ribbon woven through, and tied in a bow, on what might best be described as a 'mini-shirt'! Her shoulders were encased in little puffy sleeves, that stopped just below her shoulder muscles, ending in little ruffly cuffs. Little black bows gathered the sleeves tight to her arm muscles. The body of the shirt was a little puffy as well. It was translucent.... Which was distracting. But the biggest factor leading to my descriptive was that it ended just below her small, firm titties. Three black buttons held it loosely closed. Another black ribbon gathered the fabric at the bottom with a ruffly hem.
Today, in the noonday sunshine, I could see she had some kind of undergarment that covered her nipples.... Black straps reached out from underneath the shirt and were hooked to a short black corset. The corset began just at her bottom rib and reach down six inches or so, ending above her sharp hip bones. It laced up the front and was tied with another black silk ribbon, a bow gracing the top. Skin showed between the laces sexily. Two straps hooked to the bottom edge and led down, in a v, below a white ruffly miniskirt just slightly less translucent than the shirt..
Her legs were encased in black silk stockings with shiny black double garters, with white lacy ruffles edging the top loop, holding them in place above her knees.
She had matching black silky sleeves on her arms, ending at her wrists with loops over her middle fingers.... They ended just below her elbows and were held in place by more black silk ribbon. Her fingernails were painted today, black.
Why is it I always felt underdressed around her? How could it be? I would swear the total sum of fabric she had worn to all three of our meetings didn't add up to the t-shirt I was currently wearing!
Somehow, my body took over for my brain and I strode confidently towards her. She reached out her hands and I grabbed them in mine. We held each other at arm's length for a nano second before crashing together.
Her soft lips met mine and our tongues clashed. I held her to me so tightly I was afraid I might squeeze the air out of her! Her smell, orange blossoms, engulfed me and filled me with happiness.
"How has four days seemed so very long?" I asked her in between kisses.
"I don't understand it either! I don't even know your name."
We pulled apart as I stared at her astonished. I had never even told her my name.
"Hi, I'm John" and we both burst out laughing before we began making out again.
"Hi.... John.... It's.... Nice.... To... meee....... Oh!" She said to me in between kisses, and exclaimed at the end as I grabbed her tight little ass and hefted her, so I was standing upright. She was so light, I held her to me easily.
Her legs wrapped around me, and we held each other tightly. Our kisses eventually slowed.
"Sheesh, Itzy. I barely even know you, and I can't control myself around you."
She blushed and looked at me through a split in her hair curtain again, "Is that such a bad thing, John?" she asked shyly. Then, one eyebrow rose, and a Cheshire grin spread across her lips.
"I hope not! I don't want to stop now! I want... No! I feel like I NEED to know everything about you!
"I mean, don't get me wrong, I want this stuff. God, I want this stuff! But I am so afraid that I won't see you again, that I dunno... I just... This is so fast and... But we've barley even talked.... You didn't even know my name until a minute ago." I stammered.
"I guess I want more. I want more than just... I..." I looked at her questioningly, desperately..
I stood still, cradling her ass in my hands. Her legs stayed wrapped tightly around my lower back. Her crotch pressed into. my lower stomach. Her fingers laced behind my neck. Her arms stretched straight as she leaned back. We stared into each other's eyes.
"I feel the same." She said simply.
I could feel her loosening her legs and I set her down. She grabbed my hand and led me to a sunny spot at the base of a maple tree. She pulled me down and had me sit with my back against the tree. Then, laid down with her head in my lap, looking up at me.
She took my hand and kissed the palm. Then, set it on her corset, resting on her midsection. I lazily rubbed my thumb along the edge of the corset, feeling her soft skin. around the edges and in between the laces.
"I have a confession to make," she said quietly. "I should have told you before now, but I was caught up in the moment, just like you."
"I'm an Elf. You've figured out that part, right?"
"Uhmmm, yeah? I think so. Like you do this like a lifestyle thing?"
Her brows scrunched up cutely and she really seemed to be struggling. "Well, I guess you could call it a lifestyle?"
More quietly she whispered, "I knew I should have brought Lacie"
Then, her eyes shot to my face and her brows rose up slightly.
"Do you remember the other day when I asked you not to touch my ears?"
I nodded.
"And you asked if they were real?"
I nodded again.
"I wouldn't normally let just anyone do this, but go ahead, touch my ears. See for yourself that they are real. But please understand that my ears are really, really sensitive. They are erogenous zones on Elves." And she turned her head so I could examine her ear.
It did look real. There were no visible scars, and it looks as natural as anyone else's ears might. I lifted my right hand and rested it gently on the side of her neck. My palm resting at the collar of her shirt. The fabric felt like the softest microfiber I had ever felt. I began to gently stroke my fingers across the skin, stretched taught across her corded muscles. I inched closer and closer to the base of her ear.
Itzy's breathing became a little heavier. A light pink blush crept up from her chest, her neck and onto her cheeks as my fingers closed in on her ear.
I reached forward with my thumb and ran it from about halfway down her ear to her ear lobe. I just touched the very edge. Just a gentle touch.
She shivered and goosebumps raced across any exposed skin.
I lifted my hand and gently ran my fingers up the edge of her ear, from the lobe to the tip.
She shivered harder. Her hands clenched into fists. Her knees bent, her feet wiggling and toes curling a little. Her eyes fluttered shut and a small moan escaped her lips.