After Date

I met Edie in a small bar. She is a attractive 34 year old, never married with a hot hour glass body and long dark hair. She is there with a group of friends, when we first met, there was something familiar about her. I recognized her in the way that you know you’ve seen someone before but can’t put your finger on where you know them from. As the night went on I asked Edie to dance and we spent time on the dance floor and we talked during some much needed rest breaks between dances. It is during one of these conversation breaks that I discovered where I knew her from. She also frequented another bar that I liked to hang out in. She is wearing a tight fitting black dress that really flattered her body and revealed her shapely legs – legs that I couldn’t stop looking at. During our last conversation
break I discovered she is not dating anyone and has not had a serious relationship with a man since three years ago.
We left the bar going to my penthouse at the Lake Cliff Tower in downtown Dallas. After entering the penthouse, my next move turned out to be not at what she expected. I leaned in close and in the guise of pulling her closer to me, I open my palm and cover her breast with it, squeezing and molding it. She has firm breasts, tender and soft with jutting small nipples. Edie is too shocked to do anything at first. She just closed her eyes and let me touch her. Then suddenly she pushes my hand away without saying anything. She hears me chuckle in the darkness, but I didn’t say anything either.

After another drink I walked down the hall with her, leading her towards the master bedroom. She went willingly
enough because I was giving her compliments. Suddenly she realized that I was directing her to walk into a dark bedroom. ” Um, John? Why are we here?” ” I want to show you the master bedroom, it’s great,” I said soothingly
and continued to speak in a gentle manner until we were in the bedroom with the door closed, surrounded on both sides by low lights and a king size bed. Smoothly, she pulled her long hair back and tied it into a tight ponytail. ” Shhhhh.” She whispers. ” I have wanted to meet you for a long time.” ” I wanted to meet you too.” I said.
” Shhhh.” Edie repeated. With some determination, she reached over until her hand rested on my chest. She begins caressing my hairy chest, slowly swirling her hand back and forth, half expecting me to grip her wrist and stop her. When I didn’t, she became even more brazen. She brought her eager hand down to touch my soft belly. She hears my sharp intake of breath, as her fingers dared past the loose fabric of my soft shorts and came to rest on my lower thigh. With her own breathing becoming agitated, she kept making soft, short circles on my thigh, drawing my shorts back a little more with every revolution. ” Do me a favor, lay back.” For a moment, she worried I wouldn’t do it. Moments later, she watched me lay back on the bed. She reached further across my leg, invading beneath the fabric and brushing over my thick pubic hair for a few moments, before her fingers came to rest on my warm monster. ” It’s so big.” She whispered dreamily, feeling it suddenly twitch under her tender touch. She ran her fingertips across its length, hearing my low moan.

I pushed her away and got up off the bed, I stepped in front of her, and knelt down between her wide spread feet. Put my hands on her knees and caressed them, thumb and fingers in a circular motion. She watched as if fascinated by it, then I leaned down to kiss each one, running my tongue over them and smiled up at her. Now she knew what I was meaning, she is trapped, knees wide apart and held, arms on the chair arms.