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By *harpDressed Man OP Man
over a year ago
Here occasionally, but mostly somewhere else |
After weeks of messaging and escalating flirtation, I'd finally managed to synchronise diaries with a particularly shapely lady, and we had a hotel meet arranged.
She was to arrive first and make herself comfortable - we didn't have anything particular planned, at least not that we'd discussed - and I was to join her when I arrived.
As I pulled into the car park I texted her to say that I had arrived and to ask which room we were in. The response came back a minute later "I'm not ready yet, why don't you go to the bar and have a drink. Won't be long, promise x", followed by a pic of her mouth with a lipstick pressed against it.
I assumed that was one of her stock images, and she was really shaving her legs in the shower, so acknowledged the message and headed for the bar.
It was quite a nice hotel, admittedly just off a motorway and next to a retail park, but it was well laid out and I found a comfortable spot to sit and people watch. But as the time passed, I started to wonder what was going on upstairs - I'd been on time, so either she was late and was trying to cover it, or there was something else going on.
Eventually my phone buzzed again. "Room 435, door is unlocked".
Draining my drink, I got up and headed for the lift. As I got in, my phone buzzed again, this time with a picture of a handcuffed wrist, which I'm sure the other people in the lift will have seen too...
As I pushed open the room door, all I can see down the corridor is a pair of stilettoe'd feet on the end of the bed. I remembered to lock the door when I shut it and moved into the room. On the bed was a absolutely stunning woman - I thought her Fab pics were pretty good, but they actually didn't do her justice - petite, curvy, lying back on the bed in a black lacy bra & knickers, plus a suspender belt, her long chestnut hair spread out around her head. Her mouth was just as in the earlier lipstick pic, a deep red that drew my eye to her slightly pouted lips.
And she had a blindfold on.
I hadn't expected that, even with the warning of the handcuff pic, which reminded me - oh yes, there it was, around her left wrist, the other half still unattached.
As I took in the scene, she spoke before I got a chance. "Your words have been teasing me for weeks, now I want you to tease me with your actions." |
