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Date: Tue, 24 Apr 2007 10:18:49 +0000
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Tom
I crashed this formal party at one of the hotels in town with a girl friend of
mine. As soon as we walked into the ballroom, I noticed this extremely handsome
man across the room setting up some electrial equipment. He was in a tux -- a
nice tight pair of pants! Well, being the out-going gal that I am, I decided to
approach this master*piece*.
His name was Tom. He was there to set up the equipment for a photo and light
show, but my impression was that he was there to have fun. After we spoke for a
while (you know, the surface type conversation: How about that weather? What do
you do for a living? etc...) he asked me to dance. This is always my little
test to see how well a man can move. He moved so well, all kinds of thoughts
ran thru my mind -- "I wonder what his cock would taste like? I bet he could
fuck for hours."
We danced and drank throughout the evening, our chit-chat becoming more
personal. He asked me for my number (which always throws me into a panic "Will
he call????"). He shook my hand and kissed my cheek and promised he would
call. Yea, right! Sure he'll call. A good looking man like this surely has
several women -- why bother with another one? Guess my self-confidence was a
little out of joint.
Come the following Monday I get the call.
"Hi, this is Tom."
"Oh -- umh -- Hello" I fumble.
"So, some party the other night eh?"
"Oh, yea. I had a blast. Thank you for a wonderful time" I'm fishing.
"So, would you like to get together for a drink?" Now he's the one who's
fumbling.
"I'd love too. Where would you like to meet?"
"Well, my car is in the shop -- how about you meet me at my place?"
"Fine" I get the directions -- freshen up and practically run out the door.
I arrive at his place, trembling with excietment, trying to recall what he
looked like and how he felt as we danced. He opens the door and I thought I
would die. Here he was, nice tight jeans, black button-up shirt, and a smile
that would kill. If I would have known him better I would have gotten down on my
knees right there at the door and took his cock in my mouth! I can't belive how
turned on I was (and still am!).
He gave me the grand tour ending with his bedroom. He is an advertising student
and has his work all over the walls. Great work too, I might add. I commented on
how wonderful I thought his pieces were (I really wanted to comment on the bulge
in his pants). He pulled out his portfolio and led me to sit on the bed. As I
turned thru his work, I could feel his eyes upon me. God he was making me HOT.
Getting a little nervous, I suggested we take off for drinks.
He is new to this part of town so I picked the place. A quiet intimate little
pub off the strip. We ordered drinks and appitizers and continued our
conversation about art.
"How do you feel about having fun?" He asked
"Fun?" as I finger the ice in my drink "I LOVE fun! I Live for fun." Ok I think,
it's time to let him know I want him.
"Me too. As a matter-of-fact, I like to have fun for hours"
Oh my, I'm really wet now. "Well, you're a wonderful man." What a flirt I am.
"What kind of fun do you like?" Now he's fishing --
"Oh -- I guess you'd say I'm submissive when it comes to fun. I mean, if I'm
interested" which I was very much so "I'll do what feels good."
"Well then," he flags the waitress and pays the tab "Shall we go?"
That's all I needed to hear -- Back at his place he mixes us another COCKtail. I
want him to grab me and kiss me! He turns on the stereo -- Anita Baker (music to
fuck by). He sits next to me on the couch, looks at me and says "You've got some
nice lips."
"Thanks" I reply shyly. Anita's singin out, my blood pressure is rising. If he
doesn't get my pants off soon they'll melt.
"Do you like to have your pussy eaten?" I have never been out-right asked that
before in my life.
"Well, I do, but haven't meet anyone that can make me cum"
"Can I try?" he says with a look of hunger and ...
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