Enemas For Two

Enemas For two

It started out an ordinary day in my ordinary life. Up with the sun, morning coffee and some quiet time to begin with.
I got dressed, and out the door I ran to a meeting for my internet retail business. I arrived early at the inet-caffee.
(A local hangout for Geeks like myself)
Ordering a double latte I took a seat in a booth by the window, openend my laptop and logged on to the company website. Emerged in the web, endulging in my six bucks cup of coffee, it wasn’t long before I noticed her in the doorway looking misplaced or lost. I quickly stood and waved, striking her attention.
She was a looker if never I saw one. Her five foot six inch slender figure smiled with a look of seducing alure. She had a smile only models have, as her curly red hair flowed over her vampire skin shoulders, which embodied the color of pure virgin milk.
Approaching the booth her lustrous scent indulged every sense of my nose as a melting feeling of ectasy evoked my imagination. “Hi, I’m Salesa, I am guessing you are Gregory? It is such a delight to finally meet you”, she sensualy stated. Her lustful bedroom voice emanated with the scent of her body as the sensuality of every erotic nerve in my body went into overdrive. “Yes, I am Gregory, it is a pleasure to meet you”, I calmly and professionaly replied.
As Salesa sat down her perfumed scent embelished me more. Her sleeveless red Sun Dress exposed the smoothness of her perfect soft skin, with its ruffled length hemed above her unscathed knees, radiating her smooth silk textured leggs with black leather pumps enhancing her spicy look.
I glanced at her hands observing she wore no wedding ring and politely asked a worker to bring another beverage.
Our meeting began with the discussion of profits, loss and gains. I showed the business plan explaining the detailed layout of our operations. Two hours passed and our discussion of business slowly demenished. She began asking simple questions about my personal life. I answered as honestly as any guy of my stature would do, which led to a personal, and sexual conversation.
Salesa slowly leaned over our table, crossing her arms and asked in a seductively soft voice, “I’ll tell you my sexual desires and fetishes if you tell me yours”.