Men book appointments based entirely on the visual attraction to the lady, and arrive to a rendezvous anxious to match their fantasy to reality. If an emotional connection is made, a gesture appreciated, a kindness extended, all the better. If there is a physical and intellectual affinity established, the fantasy is complete.
Today, I fell in love a little bit.
Stella is a petite blond, perfectly formed, nimble and charming. Her skin is dappled with freckles, and she is blessed with exquisite breasts topped by responsive nipples. She could be the muse of a sculptor, so delightful is her form.
I was greeted pleasantly, and took the requisite shower. Her tiny room was filled with mood music from her ipad, and she lay supine on the bed awaiting my arrival. We kissed gently, tongues flicking softly, small moans escaping, hands exploring. My towel was quickly dispensed, as was her white summer dress.
Standing above her as she explored my chest, nipples, and finally Mr. Happy, I couldn't help marvel at her wonderfully soft touch and obvious enthusiasm. She engulfed me, and my engorged unit was flicked, tricked, and licked. Off came her top, and I gasped at her well-formed breasts. She is slightly self-conscious, but my tongue and lips showed my admiration.
I needed to continue my voyage south, and was presented with a delicate flower, scented and begging attention. Stella responded to a soft touch, and enjoyed my latin lesson. We quickly moved to a mutually satisfying oral position, and on to other lovely postures. Stella took me over the brink and into ecstasy, warmly, fully.
Stella and I shared some wonderful conversation after, she told me about her travels, her sugary endeavors, and future plans. She is an enchanting woman, smart, experienced without being jaded, genuinely interested in clients...in short, exactly the sort of woman you want to spend time with.
