I've been quiet lately due to my vacation and travels, but am back in town now and had an overwhelming urge to try out something new.
I've been working on a particular candidate for quite a while off and on. She had a rather. Graphic. Description of what she was into and looking for. Of course this meant she would typically be flooded with messages from guys, the vast majority of which were crude and 'descriptive' but not articulate.
I decided to differentiate myself by being extremely respectful (hey, I'm always respectful) yet suave in my writings to her. Finally it worked, and we started corresponding a few times a day via email. She sent me pictures of a gorgeous blonde hair, blue eyed beauty with an AMAZING chest. Honestly like Christina Hendricks size. 38DDD. Every photo she sent me (all clothed) had this overriding 'feature' of her that you just could not keep your eyes away from. So going into this week, I took a page from Mr Scott's book and tried to move the communication to SMS. That really sped up the process. Here is how fast things went after we started texting:
July 4- We started texting later in the evening & got very flirty. Soon after we agreed to meet for only a quick drink after work (she works very close to my office) on the 5th. About an hour of texting later, the potential drink evolved into (at her suggestion) that maybe I should have a room ready to go as well.
July 5- Lots (and lots) of flirtations texts during the day, but by the afternoon, she started to tell me she was getting nervous. She wanted me to assure her that she wasn't going to be paid to have sex with me, even though it was assumed that if I did give her an agreed to amount of sugar, panties would certainly be on the floor. My simple reply of "I am not going to pay you to have sex with me" was enough to calm her fears and get her relaxed enough to meet me, the logic of that exchange still escapes me, but I've never claimed to be able to understand what goes in inside the head of a woman. She then texted back to tell me that we probably shouldn't even meet at the resturaunt, and instead I should get some bottles of vodka and tonic, and she'll just meet me right in the room after 5:00 (the hotel was literally about 2 blocks away from where both of us work). I let her know that that seems like a spectacular idea!
It's now 3:00pm and she started telling me that she is once again nervous and I am now starting to worry that this is going to turn out to be a bust. I was able to diffuse the situation by (honestly) just letting her know that I had absolutely no expectations of her at all, and that I would only have fun myself if she were 100% comfortable. I told her that if I do not make her comfortable, she can leave at any time and I would not be upset. I told her that the only thing I really was expecting going into the day would be to meet for a quick drink in a public place, we can forget about sugar & hotel rooms, etc & just have a simple and innocent M&G. That really was the truth, I had no expectations of getting laid when the day started, and as long as I got a chance to meet her and let her know I was not a weirdo, I'd be happy.
Well that apparently worked fabulously because she immediately calmed down and the next 2 hours were nothing but texts of what she'd like to do to me, what she'd like done to her, and what I'd like done to myself by her (?).
I left the office early to get the room arranged, sent her the room number at 4:45 and there was a knock on the door at 5:10.
In walks this tall stately blonde with beautiful blue eyes and those enormous features of hers. She works in a law firm, and was dressed pretty sexy for where she works, a black short dress with plunging neckline to show off the goods. Granted, it is about 130F today in the city, and most women are walking around wearing a lot less than normal. She was a little bigger than I expected. Not fat big, but just large everything, in a good way. It's a bit hard to explain, but her body really does match her 38DDD's. She rigorously works out 2 hours a day and she is very toned. Nice shapely ass, flat stomach, great legs, really not an ounce of fat anywhere but where it counts.
She was texting on her phone to her cousin when she walked into the room. Apparently her cousin is also involved on the SA site, and she was keeping in close contact with her and coaching her on what to do initially. It was sort of odd, and I'm sure she was just letting her know she was safe, etc. Literally within about 30 seconds she lost all her apprehension with me, and then even let me see what she was writing. Basically "He's very cute" and "Not creepy" and "I'm fine don't' worry". I made her a drink and we talked for about 10 minutes. We are both from the same general area and share a lot of the same background. All nervousness and apprehension washed away and things just naturally flowed into the action when she unzipped my pants and started an extraordinary JB. We had multiple opportunities to enjoy each other and she was incredibly accommodating to me. Open to pretty much anything, and she is very much focused on her breasts (as am I!). Biting her nipples during the main event (she begged for it) seems to be a sure-fire way to get her to cum, and she loves LOTS of breast play. Considering the fact that I couldn't keep my eyes, mouth or hands off of them for practically the whole evening, we made quite a team!
Overall very good times, and on the way out she turns around and tells me that she thinks we're going to be best friends.
Anyone else have any fireworks this week?