I'm going to show my age here and mention that I met my friend Desiree in an AOL chatroom many years ago. One day I'm going to write a book about all of the days we shared, but we normally met once each year in October. She got married, divorced. I did the same, but we always met at least once each year. Our last meeting was January of this year just prior to the covid-19 lockdown. Like I say, every day with her was an adventure. This time, she came to Nashville and I got her a suite at one of the downtown hotels. The bathroom had a huge tub which used several times. She settled in and called me after lunch. She asked me if I had invited a friend to join us and I told her yes. She asked me to cancel it. She said she wanted me all to herself. I couldn't refuse. "I want to show you the real me." she replied. I wasn't sure what she meant. "It's always fantasies and role plays. I want to be myself tonight." That was certainly fine by me. I was going to pick her up at 6 for dinner.
Shortly after the call, my secretary brought a package in. It had been delivered by messenger. I opened it and there was a thick white envelope. I opened it and took out a thick white card with her initials engraved on it. "I want to show you the real me." was neatly hand-written in the middle of the card. At the bottom read, "The Real Desiree." I thought about this the rest of the afternoon, it seemed like six would never get there. I took the elevator to our room on the top floor. My heart was pounding. I knocked on the door with great anticipation. She opened the door and she took my breath away.
Desiree is a big woman. She's about 5' 9" and has an hour glass figure. Thin waist, no stomach and very curvy. A faint wisp of perfume hit me and I just stood there and looked at her. I was speechless. She was wearing a cashmere dress with bare shoulders. It was a heather green to match her eyes. She has beautiful flowing red hair and pure white, flawless skin. She was wearing light make up to accentuate her lips and eyes. I grabbed her and kissed her hard. She pressed herself against me in response. I grabbed for her ass. The dress was a little shorter than I would have thought for her taste. She wore tall scrappy heels with thick straps wrapped around her ankles. She pushed me away.
"We're going to be real. It's just me and you, no fantasies or role play or anything like that, okay?" I kissed her cheek. We went up one floor to the restaurant. It was a clear night and you could see the city lights below us. I had visited the maitre d and had arranged an out of the way banquette for us. We slid in and kissed. She kissed my ear. "I want this weekend to be the best of your life." She whispered. We sipped our scotch and talked. She took my hand and kissed it. "Were you going to bring a friend to our room tonight?" I told her yes. She asked who it was and wanted me to describe him. "Call him and apologize for us again. I hope you weren't too disappointed. She added.
"I've already apologized." "Please call him." I punched in his number and told him she wanted me to apologize for messing up his evening. Then, she took the phone. "Hello, this is Dee. I want you to know how sorry I am for the cancellation. I hope it didn't spoil your entire evening. She said. "We definitely want you to come tomorrow night. I have some very wicked things planned for both of you." She laughed. "Yes, I'm going to wear the black thigh high boots. Did he tell you about them? Something comes over me when I wear them." More laughter. "I look forward to meeting you as well."
Our dinner came and we talked and laughed about our lives. We kissed and caressed the other's face. It was very romantic. When the table was cleared, she took my hand. "I don't mean to be heavy, but I want you to know I love you very much. Now that we are both single..." "You're single now? I exclaimed. "Yes,, my dearest. This isn't a proposal, but I want us to know one another outside sex. Tonight is the first night of this new chapter." Our brandy came and we swirled it in the snifters. She took my hand and put it on her knee. "Touch me." She said. She raised up and pulled her skirt up. She pushed my hand up her thigh. "Finger fuck me and I'll probably cum right here." She moaned. She was squirming and moaning. I looked around to make sure no one was watching.
She pulled my hand back. "Taste me, baby." She almost ordered it. "Suck my juices." she added. We sipped our cognac and she began squeezing me through my slacks. "You going to get hard for me sweetie?" She cooed. We finished our drinks. I started to help her out, but she waved the waiter over. "Bring him one more Courvoisier." She kissed me on the cheek. "I'm going up stairs to change." I pulled the table out. I watched her walk away. I could not keep my eyes off her wide ass.
When I sat down, there was another envelope on the table. I opened it up. Neatly written on the card, "I will call you when I am ready." Then at the bottom it said, "Dominant Desiree." My mind went spinning out of control as I read and reread the card. I sipped my cognac. I jumped when my phone rang. I clicked it to answer. "Get your ass up here right now." Then the phone went dead.