The Meeting

I looked at my watch, 11:53, too early. It’s hard to be exactly on time for these meetings. Too early and she’ll give you an excuse. Too late and you penalize yourself. So, I pull out my phone and put on the cloak of invisibility that people have when they stare at their phone on a street corner.

11:58, perfect. I punch in 0534 into the keypad and wait for the buzz that allows me to pull open the security door. Once inside the lobby, I head towards the elevators unconsciously fingering the folded over bills in my pants pocket. I love this semi-nervous feeling about meeting a girl for the first time. Although, you’ve looked over her website and exchanged a few emails, the first time actually meeting her is exciting. People always look different in person, pictures done by professional photographers only whisper at someone’s likeness. Some girls also blur their faces, and K was one of those.

Getting off on the 5th floor, I walk down the hallway looking for unit #534. Reaching the proper door, I knock very softly, I’ve learned to avoid unnecessary attention. She was expecting me, the door opens, I walk in and close the door behind me. I know that she was hiding behind the open door for a good reason. The only thing she had on was a short silk robe, tied at the waist. We both lean in and give each other the two cheek kiss. She smiles and whips off the robe, and now the only thing she was wearing was a thong. K turns around and bends over, showing me her butt plug. I’m happy, this one was obedient.

I had debated for a bit, when I was setting up this initial meeting. It’s always fun when they ask if you have any special requests. I had gone through her website and had asked her what her restrictions were. K had sent me a spreadsheet with a rating on what she liked and disliked. I have some kinks, ball gags, whips, restraints and orgasm denial. I knew K was a bottom, and although she indicated that she didn’t like ball gags, she wasn’t opposed to having a thong stuffed in her mouth. I told her I wanted her to wear a thong and nothing else. I also said I wanted her to have butt plug in her ass.

I introduced myself and kicked off my shoes. I quickly placed the entire donation on the counter. I knew all the things to make a girl happy. I’ve learned that the happier and more at ease you make a girl, the better experience you will reap.