I had an hour to kill before he arrived so decided a shower was in order, wash away some of the grime of a hard week. as I stood under the hot water a thought entered my mind, would this be a meet like Adam had described? it was rediculous that I should think of that. I hadn't given a second thought about him since I deleted his message. yet now as I stood washing my breasts, soaping them down, I noticed my nipples had reacted to the thought of him. My nipples becoming instantly hard and sensitive. as I ran my fingers over them, I felt a familiar feeling start to happen between my legs, my clit was starting to softly throb in time to my touch. I couldn't help giving my nipples a little pinch knowing it would excite me more. well, I have a little time before Chris knocks on my door, I figure a little play beforehand isn't going to hurt.
I leaned back on the shower wall and let my hand slide down between my legs and find my sweet spot, feeling my body react with a jolt as I rubbed my clit softly with just one finger. I guess my body was really in the mood tonight for some attention. I slowly ran my finger over my clit in a circular motion, applying more pressure when I wanted it, feeling it start to swell and ache, as I continued to pinch and twist at my nipples. I couldn't help my breathing as it started to get quicker and heavier, an involuntary groan escaping my lips as I decided to add another finger to my clit abuse, now pushing hard down on it, wanting a release. I gripped my breast tight as I felt my body go and just as the orgasm came, I thought, I wonder if Adam would like my pussy......
I got out the shower slightly annoyed with myself. why the hell had I thought about him, a complete stranger, no idea what he looked like, no verifications to judge him by, barely a few sentences passed between us. but for some reason now he was stuck in my head. hopefully a few hours of sexual deviency with Chris would throw him him out of my mind and into the garbage where he deserved to be the arrogant prick.
I took my time picking what to wear. I never got overly dressed up as I found clothes to be just something that got in the way when things got hot and heavy with a meet. I decided on a pair of tight black leggings and a tight t-shirt. I never wore underwear on a met, I always enjoyed the look on their face when they became bold enough to slide a hand up my skirt or push their fingers down my trousers, and see the surprise when they instantly found my naked pussy waiting, no panties to hinder their touch. I was lucky, even tho I was in my late thirties my breasts still held their shape nicely and didn't need a bra to fight gravity. plus I always did enjoy the feel of my nipples rubbing against the material of my top rather then a bra. I smiled as I remember the way a met had described them once. "My dear, do you realise your areolas are the perfect size of a Maryland cookie...... and your nipples look like little jelly tots placed on top!" ever since then I can't help but look at them and call them my sweet treats.
I decided to forgo putting anything on my feet. I knew from the chats that me and Chris had had he was 5 foot 9, the same height as me and didn't want to intimidate him by putting on heels or shoes. plus I liked being barefoot and feeling the carpet between my toes. I am such a sensory animal at times. it's probably the reason I can be very touchy at times, getting lost in the moment when I explore someone else's skin, finding all the little spots that make them catch their breath.
i wondered downstairs and fetched a glass of wine from the kitchen and settled myself on the sofa to wait for the doorbell. I never felt nervous before a meet. I'd cammed with Chris on a few occasions so knew what to expect. he was my usual type, dusty blonde hair, brown eyes, looked after his body but not excessively. he was clean shaven and had very little body hair on any of him. he had the warm smile of the boy next door type and was easy to get along with. I knew he had a nice cock as he had shown me himself naked one night so I could see him in all his glory. I will admit seeing his 7 inch cock standing hard and ready had made me lick my lips in anticipation that night so I was glad he was finally free for me to find out how it would feel in my mouth. and just as the smile crossed my lips at that thought, I heard my doorbell finally ring.....
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