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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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I am waiting in the hotel room....... dressed to kill.... scenario basics memorised, All props and tools positioned for ease of access, trying to relax....... knowing fine, when he walks over the threshold I have complete control..... That he has trusted me enough for him to fully surrender to my every whim.... What a rush!..... One thing is for sure... nerves to be buried deep when that door opens!
God help him if he is late.... I fucking hate unpunctual people! And I shall punish accordingly ...... on that note, there is a light knock at the door, I glance at the clock.... Good boy, best we get off on a good footing.
I ease myself on to the chair i positioned on the opposite side of the room from the door; I pick up my glass of champagne.....compose myself, get the nerves in check, feel the assertiveness and excitement fizz in my veins.... 'You may enter' I say in my most assertive and sexy voice lol Let the games begin lol
I dont think he truly realises what a fine specimen of a man he is.... and his awkward entrance in to the room adds to his appeal... nervously fumbling with his coat and case, he glances up at me and stops, staring mesmerised... I love that look, but immediately I recoil in a firm voice.... 'Now Mr Pune, did your mother never tell you that it is rude to stare'? and I rise slowly from the chair, desperately trying to keep that haughty dignity in tact. His glare immediately drops to his feet, knowing fine there shall be a consequence for his lack of manners...... and I let this hang in the air.... allowing his mind and of course body, absorb the anticipation of what is to come .......
'I shall need to see what I have to work with Mr Pune', again a flicker of eye contact, and I trail my finger down the front of his shirt. 'Now Strip'........... As the words escape my mouth, I surprise myself at the force and power, and my cunt juices gush at the realisation............. This is going to be so much fun *grinning wickedly* |
