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The FIrst Meeting Part Two
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Part Two...
The hotel bar was magnificent. It was a very classy place with muted lighting and comfortable booths. There was a pianist playing softly up front. I ordered a single malt scotch and waited to meet my new best friend.
It was around 7 so the bar was very busy. I kept watching the door...waiting like a school kid for a cheerleader to come to study hall. There were a lot of women in and out but many of them had business suits on and I deduced most of them were from the offices located around the hotel.
Then I looked up and saw a lovely woman come in. She moved slow, letting her eyes adjust to the darkness. She was magnificent. I hoped and prayed this was Tracy. She wore a beautiful green cashmere sweater and a pair of tight jeans. And she was wearing pearls so whomever that was had me right then. I stood up and waved. I knew that had to be her. Her face lit up with a smile when she saw me, and she thread her way toward me.
I was afraid it was like one of those scenes like you see in the movies where someone is waving and smiling at someone walking toward them, but that person is actually signaling to someone behind them! I kept glancing behind me but I did not see anyone.
Finally she got to my table. Her smile was electric. Her teeth were perfect and her lips were sumptuous. "Robert?" "Yes!" "Tracy?" "Absofuckinglutely!" Laughs and hugs all around. When she slid in the banquette I noticed a pair of tall green sandals showing off perfectly shaped toes iced with bright red nail polish. I felt my cock stir.
We held hands like school kids at a soda shop and spent lots of time taking in the other's face. We took turns lightly stroking the other's cheek with the backs of our hands. Then she leaned forward and kissed me hard on the mouth. I could smell her perfume which was obviously very expensive. Then she leaned up and kissed my ear and whispered, "...you will not believe how smooth my pussy is."
Wait a minute! Did I hear that correctly or am I imagining things already? She smiled and nodded her head. "I'm going to talk really dirty to you tonight, I know you love that." The waiter appeared and I ordered her a Grey Goose vodka and tonic. I wondered how much he had heard of the whispered conversation. We spent a lot of time talking and laughing. I ordered dinner and we had a lovely meal.
It was late by the time we finished our wine and I was in heaven just looking at Tracy. I would estimate she was about 20 years younger than me. I'm sixty-one. She had long red hair that was the perfect shade. Her green eyes were bright and mesmerizing. I would say she was about 5' 8" (without the stilettos) and she had the sexiest body I believe I had ever seen.
Do you know the type of woman I am speaking of...with long legs that seem to go on forever? She had a sprinkling of freckles across her nose. She wasn't bone thin like a runner nor was she large - from my view she was perfect. I work out 5 days a week and am toned, but not muscular.
If I could change one thing it would be a little pooch of a belly. I especially love my hair. It's quite thick (from my mother's side) and is totally white now, as is my goatee. Most people guess my age to be younger than it is so I am very thankful for that. I don't think I am hard to look at.
"May I make a suggestion?" She asked, breaking the brief silence. "But of course." I replied. She reached into her back pocket and pulled out a folded envelope. When she handed it to me I unfolded it and could tell it was probably Crane's paper. "I would really like to role play tonight and this is my scenario. Let's act it out and tomorrow night you can write one, or print one of the stories you have sent me."
Absofuckinglutely I will act out a fantasy with you. I ran my fingers across the thick vellum paper. I slid out and let her out. She kissed me softly on the mouth and I could feel her tongue beginning to probe lightly. "Give me half an hour and then call me on my cell." I watched her walk through the dimly lit bar. Every man in there was watching her ass in those tight jeans.
I filled my wine glass and slid a steak knife under the flap of the envelope and began to read. I was hard and erect before the 2nd paragraph. So this was her role-play for the evening. Wow, and double-wow! The thing that touched me most was this role-play was designed to do things that I love to do. I read it again, then a third time. My cock was so hard it actually hurt pressing against my slacks.
At 10:00 I dialed her cell phone. She answered on the second ring. "Tiffany's Escort Service." I looked at the scenario on the table as we moved our way through the phone call. "What would you like from Tiffany tonight?" she asked, right according to the script. "Are you shy? Is this your first time to call an escort service?" "Yes," I whispered.
"Then you are going to love Tiffany. I am a specialist working with shy horny men. What would like to do to me tonight?" she continued. More silence. "Do you want me to talk dirty to you?" "Yes." "Would you like me to tell you all about my wet dripping cunt? "Oh yes." "What would you like me to wear for you? Do you want me to wear something really slutty?" "Yes." She laughed. I think I know exactly what you want. So you get up to room 1109 quickly because I want you to kiss Tiffany's ass." The phone went dead.
I had already paid the check so I grabbed my coat and headed for the elevator. I knocked on the door and she opened it. I'm sure my eyes came out on springs like they do in the cartoons. She was wearing a black wig, cut in a bob. She wore a black and gold lame bustier with half cups. The bustier had long black garters hooked to black opaque stockings. She wore a pair of gold lame panties and over the ensemble she wore a floor length sheer black gown.
But the icing on the cake, so to speak, were the gold lame and Lucite platforms she wore with thin gold straps that wrapped around her ankles and tied. She stood there holding the doorknob for several minutes and watched my eyes roam all over her body. She told me later she could see the lust building in my eyes. "Get in here and kiss my ass!" she snapped. She turned away from me.
I have to say she has the single most beautiful ass I have ever laid eyes on. There was a thin gold strip that went from a triangle of fabric and disappeared between her ass cheeks. "Kiss it! Tell me how much you love that ass." She instructed. "You have paid for you escort tonight and I am going to dominate you for the next 2 hours!" I knelt down and ran my hands from her ankles, up her calves, feeling the stockings. Then I reached her bare thighs and I took a cheek in each hand and began kissing and licking those luscious buttocks.
She reached over me and pushed the door closed.
To be continued...
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