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ONE WOMAN'S FANTASY FULFILLED
Beerfellow
ek972@cleveland.freenet.edu
When I answered the anonymised ad in the "Singles Partyline"
and was attracted by the mystery lady's words. I never knew
that she would one day begin to reveal to me her innermost
desires and fantasies. I am 48 years old and have known
many women but have never known one who would open up her
libido like a book. I have always been fascinated with the
fact that women have fantasies but keep them "secretly
clothed". Although a woman may bare her body for you I have
found it rare that one will bare her soul. As Sarah and I
began to correspond via e-mail, I was fascinated with her
free expression of her inner-most sexuality and fantasies.
In my wildest imagination I never thought we would actually
ever meet, touch and hold each other in our arms.
FROM SARAH:
***I responded to his reply with a little hesitation. He had a refreshing
sense of humor and if nothing else, would make for an interesting e-mail
friend. I am 34 and didn't realize then, that within two weeks, this man
would have me totally intrigued.***
If someone had told me that only a couple weeks after making
e-mail contact with Sarah we would be together in a motel
room fulfilling one of her fantasies I would not have
believed it.
Our e-mail correspondence was the first thing to take an
interesting turn. Sarah suggested that we compile a fantasy
together, in writing, by each of us adding segments. "The
Sales Call" which I have posted here is the actual
compilation of our story we wrote together.
FROM SARAH:
***With our frequent writings, we had talked about everything under the
sun. Our last topic of conversation was fantasies. He had asked about
mine and I told him about a situation I had often thought of. His reply
was that of a similar situation. I wondered what would happen if the two
were combined, and suggested we give it a try.***
At the beginning of our e-mailings we agreed that we would
not meet. About ten days later when we had compiled this
hotly erotic story together, Sarah told me that although she
had said she did not want to meet initially that she was
having a change of mind. She said she had thought of a
fantasy which she had and which she was considering
fulfilling with me if I were willing. She asked me how much
of a risk taker I was and I told her I like adventure.
FROM SARAH:
***Throughout our writings, I found that we were very much alike. After
initially not wanting to meet, I began to realize that this particular man
could very well play a very important part in a fantasy which I have had
for some time. But would he be willing? This was not an average fantasy,
and not one to which just any man would agree. He would be taking a risk
of being put into a situation where he wouldn't know whether or not he
liked it until it was too late.***
Sarah's fantasy was that she wanted to meet me *just for
sex* without ever having met face to face beforehand. She
said she had other "surprises" if I were interested.
FROM SARAH:
***The fantasy in my mind was becoming more and more vivid and the thought
more and more intriguing. But there was a problem. In order for it to
work, I couldn't tell him all the details. For if I did, it would not be
spontaneous, and the fantasy would become just another play. He would have
to trust me. Could he? Would he? I knew I would have to *make* him
interested, so I created a few "catches" in order to appeal to his
curiosity.***
Thoughts began flashing through my mind. Positive thoughts
included the knowledge I had gained of Sarah that she was a
highly erotic and expressive woman. She not only had
fantasies but could describe them in some detail and with
clarity. Negative thoughts included the possibility that
Sarah had fantasies because there was something
"undesirable" about her. She might be physically
unattractive in some way
or might have a severely low self image.
FROM SARAH:
***Before approaching him with this, I wondered what he would think of me,
and what he might think *I* thought of myself. I also thought of the
possibility that we might not be physically attracted to one another upon
meeting and decided to read over our previous letters. I was definitely
attracted to this man and I told myself it didn't matter what he looked
like. But what if he didn't feel the same way? I eagerly awaited his
reply.***
Adventure won. After weighing all the possibilities
(including that she might be "dangerous") I decided that I
was truly an adventurer. I began to adjust my business
travel schedule so that I may schedule the meeting. Several
days later it was scheduled and I was driving to a motel in
a suburb of a large Midwestern city.
FROM SARAH:
***He agreed and the reservation was made. There were some last minute
preparations which would have to be taken care of. I scheduled the day off
in order to assure things would go smoothly.***
Sarah and I were to meet at a nice motel located in a middle
class suburb at an interstate highway exit. I was somewhat
familiar with the area. As I drove toward it on the
interstate I was surprisingly calm. I was thinking positive
thoughts about meeting Sarah face to face or "body-to-body"
as it were.
FROM SARAH:
***Packing my overnight bag, making sure I had everything, I was much more
calm and together than I had anticipated. This would be a good night. On
the way to the motel, I made a few stops. We would need something to drink
and something to eat, nothing alcoholic, this was a night for sobriety, a
night we'd want to remember. The food had to be light, so fruit (grapes
and strawberries) was an excellent choice.***
Sarah had told me that her fantasy centered around the
scenario that we would meet in the room in such a way that
we would not lay eyes on each other until we were totally
naked in each other's arms. She also said there was another
surprise having to do with our "initial conversation". I,
of course, wondered what Sarah looked like. Was there a
reason she did not want to make eye contact before we made
body contact? I wondered. Did it matter? I decided not.
She had given me instructions on locating her car in the
motel lot and how to enter it and get the room key and
further instructions from an envelope she would have there.
In my mind's eye I envisioned going to her room and that she
would be in the bathroom with the door closed as I disrobed.
We would talk about something, I didn't know what. Then, I
would open the door to the bathroom and she would be
standing there naked and we would embrace. That is the
image I had. Although her physical attributes were a
wondrous mystery I knew it wouldn't matter either way
because Sarah had proven to be a wonderfully erotic woman.
FROM SARAH:
***As I entered the room and looked around, a few adjustments to the
original plan would have to be made. Nonetheless it would work out just
fine. As I proceeded to do what was necessary, I wondered at what he might
be thinking. Would he show up or have a change of heart at the last
minute? In either case, I was there and I proceeded as planned.***
We were to meet at 7:00 p.m. and spend the night together.
As I reached the exit and located the motel it was 6:40. I
was somewhat apprehensive that I may be too early, perhaps
even beating her there. As I approached the very large,
three story motel I immediately spotted her car parked near
the lot entrance. I grinned; Sarah had thought of
everything. I had easily detected in our e-mail that Sarah
was a highly intelligent woman. I would not have to drive
around searching for her car.
FROM SARAH:
***I arrived extra early for various reasons, one being the fact that he
may show up early. The other being that I needed the time to prepare. The
lot was relatively empty. I had my choice of parking spaces.***
Being early I parked next to her car and sat there for a few
moments, smoking a cigarette. It was a beautiful day. We
had a couple nice, warm spring days last week and last
Tuesday when Sarah and I met, it was unusually warm and
sunny for this time of April. I looked at the motel. It
looked like a nice place. It was large and stately. Many
windows pointed toward the lot where I sat and I wondered if
Sarah might be at one of the windows monitoring her car to
watch me enter it for the envelope. It would be unfair if
she allowed herself to evaluate me before I had the chance
to see her. I doubted she would do that. Finally, the
suspense was overcoming me and I decided to follow her
instructions, enter her car and read what was in the
envelope. As I looked into her car window, the envelope sat
conspicuously on the passenger seat. I opened her car door,
took the envelope and locked her car. I went back to my car
and opened the envelope. Inside was a greeting card with a
design on the front which related to some element of our
e-mail conversation. I grinned. "I am liking her more and
more already", I thought to myself.
FROM SARAH:
***After parking the car, I retrieved the card from my bag and placed it on
the seat in plain view. I wondered at what his reaction would be.***
I opened the card and inside was her typed note to me plus a
little motel receipt slip which showed her room number. It
was on the third floor. My eyes looked up and scanned the
third floor level windows to see if a female face were at
one of them. I did not see any. Then I read the contents
of her note:
"Good Evening, Mr. Baker :)
GLAD YOU COULD MAKE IT! :)
When you arrive at the door, knock twice, wait 30 seconds
and enter. Once you are inside, immediately remove all your
clothes and proceed towards the bathroom, where you will
then see the back of me. Do whatever is necessary to get
the front of your body against the back of mine. Once your
arms are around me, I will turn around and reveal myself to
you.
Oh yes.....the "catch" :)
>
I want you to tell me...EXACTLY what you are thinking...and
what you are feeling...from the minute you open the door...
until the time that our bodies are pressed together.
>
Since it would not be fair for you to be in this predicament
alone, I will answer any question you direct my way.
>
"Are you feeling a touch of anxiety, yet?"
> :)
As a matter of fact, I was not feeling the anxiety I had
expected. I was *very* amused at the note. This was a
woman with class and with a sense of humor and with a very
vivid imagination. I was now, less than ever, mindful of
her appearance. Her soul was what I was after.
I was also amused with her fantasy. It was actually pretty
close to what I had anticipated. This was obviously a woman
who wanted, this one time, to be *in control* of the
situation. As a male this has never bothered me. In fact,
in matters sexual, I have found that when the woman is given
total freedom she responds so hotly it makes sex almost
unbelievable. I was loving it already.
I looked at my watch. It was only 6:45. I decided to enter
the motel and get myself out of the parking lot. Just in
case Sarah might look out the window at some point, I
figured I'd reduce the likelihood that she'd see me there.
I entered the lobby and walked to the elevator and soon was
on the third floor. Room 321 was right next to the elevator
alcove and I passed by the door. It was silent. I noticed
that the room was oriented in such a way that it faced
toward the lot. Based on the orientation and where the car
was parked she could have been looking out the window. It
was early and so I took the elevator back downstairs, lit a
cigarette and walked back outside into the sunlight. I
walked under the entryway verandah and out into the lot and
looked up. Nope, she couldn't see her car or that part of
the lot from her window because the large verandah structure
blocked the view. I walked back inside and finished my
cigarette and looked at my watch. It was 6:50. Time was
going horribly slow. I went back to the elevator and
returned to the third floor. The elevator doors opened and
my heart immediately began to pound. I looked down at my
shirt and it was fluttering like it was being blown by a sea
breeze. I walked hesitantly toward the door and knocked
twice. I looked at my watch and watched 30 seconds tick off
and my heart was pounding about three times a second. I
placed the key into the doorknob and turned.
FROM SARAH:
***At 6:30, everything was in place, I was ready and patiently waiting.
The time went by slowly as I referred to the clock often. Wondering if he
had arrived, if he had retrieved the note, or had he changed his mind. I
checked the clock again; it was 6:52 and a knock was heard. My heart began
to pound with excitement. I got into position as I heard the opening of
the door.***
The lights in the room were off except for the entryway
light at the door. There was a sweet smell in the room and
a post-it note on the bathroom door. The note told me to
remove all my clothes and then to enter the bathroom.
"Hello!" I tried to exclaim calmly and enthusiastically. No
doubt the enthusiasm was there but I was both alarmed and
amused at how my voice quivered. "So you want to know what
I'm thinking, huh?"
FROM SARAH:
***His voice sounded the same as it did on the phone. Soft and yet very
masculine. My heart raced as I began to answer.***
Sarah's voice, which I had spoken with by phone twice, was
very sexy and she spoke so softly from inside the bathroom I
could barely hear her. "Yes, if you don't mind".
"Oh I don't mind." I was struggling to get out of my
clothes as fast as I could. With a shaky voice I continued,
"I wish I had worn jump suit!"
"A jump suit? I don't understand."
"Yes, I mean it would be much quicker to get out of my
clothes if I had worn a jump suit." Somehow I had the
feeling that my attempt at humor was failing. "So", I
ad-libbed, "tell me what *you* are thinking."
"My heart is pounding!", Sarah spoke again very softly with
her words echoing inside the bathroom and exiting through a
small crack in the slightly opened door. The light inside
was out.
My voice was shaking badly, affected by my jumping
diaphragm, and not knowing what to say next, I tore off the
last pieces of clothing and placed my hand on the door knob.
"Okay, I'm coming in..."
FROM SARAH:
***The moment had finally arrived. I was going to feel his body against
mine. I could not believe the speed at which my heart pounded. I took a
deep breath and told myself, "This is it!". This is the feeling I wanted
to achieve. The exhilaration of the heart, the mind and the soul, all
combined and racing at full speed.***
I slowly opened the door and expected to see her standing
there with her back to me. "Turn the light on", she almost
whispered. I could not see her and when I turned the light
on she was not standing there as I had anticipated.
Around a corner to my right was a Jacuzzi and as I took one
step forward, there, huddled up to the far side of the
Jacuzzi in a fetal position with her back toward me, was
Sarah.
She had her head down in her folded arms and her body folded
so that her chest was up against her thighs. She was
huddled up toward the wall which was a huge mirror behind
the Jacuzzi. The sweet smell I had noticed upon entering
the room was bubble bath. The water and bubbles reached a
level just below her waist.
I expelled a gust of air, sort of like, "Wheeeeww". Sarah,
at least from this vantage point, was beautiful. Her body
was trim and just slightly muscular. Her dark blonde hair
was curly and full, cascading down to her back to just below
her neck and shoulders. A pretty tattoo of a cut rose
graced the back of her left shoulder.
"Come and sit behind me", she said softly and I detected
just a hint of quiver in her own voice. I walked to the
Jacuzzi and sat down behind her. Her slender backside was
pressed against my chest and groin as we sat in this
position.
"Mmmmmm", I gasped, "you are beautiful."
Sarah lifted her head from her arms and looked into the
mirror and into my eyes. She smiled. She was a goddess.
FROM SARAH:
***As I lifted my head and looked into the mirror, I saw his face for the
first time. Surprised at my luck, I couldn't help but smile. He was a
very distinguished looking gentleman, and he was mine for the night! ***
"Can you feel my heart beating against your back?" I asked.
"Yes, I can Jim," she whispered, "and mine is beating out of
control too."
FROM SARAH:
***His heart seemed to be beating throughout his body. I was glad to know
that he was experiencing the same feeling as I. I wanted to reassure him
that I too, was excited.***
My hands had been caressing the sides of her shapely torso
and legs as they were folded together before me. I moved my
hands to her chest to feel her heart. She leaned back toward
me and took my hands, placing them below her full breasts
and I could feel her heart pounding. She twisted to face me
and we smiled at each other and kissed warmly.
FROM SARAH:
***His lips were soft and well tuned. His hands gentle and persuasive. I
began to feel the changes in my body as it went through a series of stages,
from extreme excitement, to a warm arousal, to a heated passion as our
hands and lips eagerly begin to explore each others bodies. ***
Sarah's beautiful lips were like moist, sensuous cushions
pressed against mine. Her face was beautiful and her lovely
hair curled in tresses, augmenting her facial qualities.
Her eyes were beautiful open and lovely closed and she
alternated opening and closing them as we kissed and began
to explore with our tongues.
FROM SARAH:
***My head was turned and my body twisted. As the passion began to grow
more intense, it was becoming increasingly more difficult to maintain the
contorted position. I wanted to see him....all of him....and I wanted him
to see me.***
She and I were twisted into an awkward position sideways in
the small Jacuzzi and she softly recommended we move to a
more comfortable position in the foamy water. I smiled at
her when she asked to be on top and I lay down into the
water as she straddled with her knees beside my hips.
Sarah's entire body was as beautiful as her face. As she
positioned herself over me I admired her endowments. Below
her face and hair was a beautiful chest, adorned with ample
and enticing breasts but they were not "gargantuan". Her
nipples and aeriola were dark tan. Below her breasts her
tummy was flat below her lowest rib. She had a cute navel
that, at some time, I wanted to explore with my tongue.
Sarah's legs were slender and long with a pleasing amount of
muscle. Sarah had told me that she has worked out with
weights and it was obvious to my eyes that she had been
truthful. Even Sarah's feet were beautifully formed and
proportioned. As I watched her position that body over me I
realized I was going to enjoy exploring every square inch of
her. I also felt a strange feeling of how fortunate I was
to be with such a lovely woman when I had absolutely *no
idea* what she might look like ahead of time.
FROM SARAH:
***As he lay in the water, I began to lower myself upon him, I was then
able to view him completely. His body was slender, his skin light and the
hair on his chest, just beginning to show a hint of gray, was not massive.
He was not built like a 25 year old but he had taken good care of himself.
I have always held an attraction for older men, yet somehow this man was
different. Though most would probably say he looked his age, through my
eyes he didn't look a day over 30. I was becoming more and more enchanted
with him and I prayed the night would never end.***
When Sarah positioned her torso slowly over my now enlarged
penis she grinned broadly at me with a devilish smile. I am
sure I grinned back and knew that she was going to cause me
to cum in rather short order. I knew I could recover and
had a fleeting thought that I hoped I could "keep up with
her" throughout the night and give her the pleasure she so
obviously desired.
FROM SARAH:
***As I rested my weight upon him, I slid my hands up his chest, leaned
forward and presented him with a kiss. From our previous writing, I knew
he was very experienced and I suddenly began to wonder if he would be
disappointed with me. Not wanting to dwell on it, for fear that it would
show, I erased the thought from my mind and tenderly kissed his lips once
more. ***
The water began to slosh in the Jacuzzi as she began to
thrust slowly up and down. I placed my hands on her
curvaceous hips and guided her in her gyrations. We looked
into each others' eyes as she slowly humped me. The warmth
of the water and my partial submersion kept me from
exploding too quickly and Sarah closed her eyes and began to
hum and moan in her soft voice. Her skin flushed just
slightly, her eyes were lightly shut with her lids
fluttering and her lips separated a little as she came. She
kept up her rhythm and I then felt my own orgasm pounding
deeply from my own gut and into hers. She leaned forward
and we embraced and kissed again. It was gentle and slow.
I had a feeling things would get hot and furious later.
They did.
FROM SARAH:
***I didn't expect to reach my peak so quickly. Due to the excitement of
the situation and the fact that he was pleasing to my eyes I had no
control.***
"Let's dry each other off," I suggested as we stepped from
the Jacuzzi tub. I handed her a bath towel and took the
other one in my own hands. Sarah started by lightly rubbing
and blotting my body with hers until I was dry and then I
did the same with hers. As she dried me I was pleased at
her soft cooing, broad smile and admiration that glowed upon
her face as she inspected my body. It is wonderful to be
appreciated, especially by such a beautiful woman as Sarah.
I had absolutely *no* trouble appreciating Sarah's lovely
body as I toweled it dry from her neck to the soles of her
feet.
FROM SARAH:
***As I began to place the towel against his body, I noticed his true
height and his broad shoulders. As my eyes began to wander the length of
his body standing before me, I began to think of how nice it would be to
lay by his side with his arms wrapped around me.***
We took each other by the hand and walked to the bed. Sarah
went to her bag and took out a bowl of fresh strawberries
and white grapes and we lay down beside each other to
partake. Both of us lay on our stomachs looking at each
other, stroking and caressing each other and picking up the
fruit and eating it. We made small talk about the wonderful
"insanity" of this fantasy-come-true. We laughed as we
described what our feelings had been: the adventure, the
thrill of fear, expectation and heart-pounding raw
excitement. I moved the crystal bowl of fruit from the bed
to the night stand so that we would not send it accidentally
flying and took Sarah into my arms and we kissed again.
FROM SARAH:
***As we began our simple conversation, I was amused as how his sense of
humor remained refreshing without the computer between us. We laughed and
joked and as he took me in his arms my heart began to flutter.***
Sarah's kisses were so sweet. Her lips were tender and her
breath had a natural freshness. Sarah rolled partly on top
of me with one leg across mine and my hand, which had been
rubbing up and down her slender back began exploring her
lovely bottom ...the hills and valleys. Soon, my hand
touched her most fruitful valley and I felt the warm
moistness of her juices there which lubricated my fingers as
they explored her. I could feel the outer lips of her
vagina, moist and tender. Her pubic hair was curly and
trimmed short. As my fingers "found their mark", reaching
over Sarah's thigh, she began to kiss more passionately,
silently begging me to make her cum again. Soon she was
writhing on me and against me and making light, short moans
as my fingers worked.
FROM SARAH:
***His hands moved like a gentle wind, knowing just where to touch, and how
long to stay.***
"Mmmmmmmm, ooooohhh your hands are good..." she sighed
softly with her eyes closed.
"Musician's hands" I smiled. I am a musician and she knew
it. Now I was playing another instrument and I wanted to
make this instrument sing.
FROM SARAH:
***As my arousal again began to heighten, I wanted him. All of him.***
It wasn't long before the instrument of Sarah's soul was
singing jazz, mellow jazz as she came. Her movements were
fast now and with some urgency she rolled onto her back and
without either of us saying a word I entered her. Her eyes
were closed and her brow slightly furrowed almost appearing
to be irritated and her mouth was broadly smiling with teeth
gleaming. It was beautiful and exciting to watch her face
as it contorted in pleasure. The pleasure was evident and
it amused me how a woman's face, at the height of pleasure
can almost seem to show a look of pain. Her hands pulled my
hips forward into her. She wanted me deeper and she wanted
me more forcefully thrusting into her. She wanted me to
fuck her.
As I thrust deeply into her she swung her hips down to
thrust upon me as much as the position would allow. Her
urgency now was peaking. We were slamming our bodies into
each other and my penis now, hard but not ready to cum yet,
felt like it was reaching up into her midsection. Her
eyelids fluttered and she groaned gutturally as her orgasm
returned but neither of us wanted to stop. She brought her
legs up, with her knees approaching her chest and I
straightened up and grabbed her feet to guide her and I to
our deepest penetration possible. I did not know how many
times she was cumming but it seemed to be a rather rapid and
continual succession. It had not been long since I had cum
in the Jacuzzi but I felt another orgasm lightly knocking to
get out from my middle. It was not a "gusher" and I
couldn't know if she felt it. I kept on keeping on and
remembered how Sarah had told me by e-mail how much she
liked to wrap her long, slender, muscular legs around a
man's neck and so I took her feet and interlocked her heels
behind my neck as we continued our "slam dance". This
position brought me closer to her aroused face and breasts
which I kissed passionately.
FROM SARAH:
***He was deep within me and I was very aroused. It had seemed as though
he had control over my whole body and I felt my muscles contracting as the
juices continued to flow.***
Sarah relaxed and brought her legs down and my tongue moved
down her body starting at her lovely mouth and down, down,
down until eventually I was in position to eat her. I
admired her trimmed patch. It was darker blond than her
hair and in tight little curls. Sarah's taste was
wonderfully sweet and her aroma was a fresh, exciting and
musky perfume. Each woman's aroma is different and Sarah's
was refreshing as it reached my flared nostrils. My
flicking tongue explored her outer regions as my arms
reached underneath her thighs and my hands caressed the
sides of her breasts. After my tongue entered Sarah and
tasted her sweet and moist inner tissues she soon had what I
call a "screamer". I loved the sound of her otherwise soft
and refined voice as it made uncontrolled, rasping animal
sounds. Her torso bucked before me, making it difficult but
quite pleasant to keep up with her spastic and broad
tremors. I found that as long as I kept on licking, she
kept on cumming.
FROM SARAH:
***My mind was in a state of unconsciousness as my internal organs raced
with excitement. Could he possibly know what he was doing to me? My body
began to writhe as I felt the oncoming rush of my orgasm. Yes, he knew
what he was doing and he loved every minute of it and so did I.***
Afterward we were smoking cigarettes as she lay upon me and
fingered my chest hairs. When the cigarettes were snuffed
she said, "Now, Jim, I am going to return the favor".
She quickly kissed down my chest and I knew what she meant
and where she was going. When she reached her destination
she was artful. Her luscious lips and tongue were sending
shocks of electricity throughout my body but my ammunition
was already spent. She worked and worked and I was enjoying
it immensely but had to tell her that my batteries needed to
recharge.
The night continued and continued. The lovemaking never
stopped except for a couple cigarette breaks and stops to
drink the spritzwater and Snapple Ice Tea she had brought.
The images of lovemaking seem, for me, to blend after that.
We enjoyed a variety of positions and I especially remember
the beauty of her cut rose tattoo and the shape of her back
and pear-shaped butt and the flying curls of her hair as we
did it "doggie style". Later in the night we were having to
smear a soothing lotion onto the burning flesh of our sexual
parts. Finally, around 2:00 or 2:30, after seven hours of
almost constant lovemaking, we were both becoming tired. We
kissed and embraced as we turned out the lights to sleep. I
don't know about Sarah but I fell asleep quickly and deeply.
FROM SARAH:
***I drifted off quickly and slept very well. Awaking some time before
him. Realizing where I was, I turned to verify that he was still there. I
rose quietly from the bed, grabbed a smoke and went to the window. Opening
the curtain, the morning sun danced through the window. As I stood there,
occasionally glancing back to watch him sleep, my mind began to slowly
wander back to the day it had all begun. I thought of how I hesitantly
answered his response to my "Partyline" posting, and then, after only a few
writings, I began to look forward to his daily notes. I thought about all
the things we had in common and how I felt the first time I heard his voice
on the telephone. Wanting to be at his side when he awoke, I returned to
the bed. Just as I slipped back under the covers and began to think about
the night before, I noticed his eyes begin to open and I couldn't help but
smile.***
Checkout time was noon and we had placed a wakeup call for
10:00 just in case. When I awoke, the sunlight was shining
into the window. Sarah was lying next to me awake and said
she had awoken about a half hour before me. We made love
briefly and somewhat sorely one last time.
As we dressed I saw Sarah in clothing for the first time. I
looked at her and smiled. She was shockingly beautiful
naked but now, for the first, time I was seeing that she was
also "an eyeful" fully clothed. I mean that if I had seen
her walking in a crowded mall I would have been *quite*
distracted. I helped her pack up her things and we took the
elevator down and went to our cars. At her car door I
kissed her and told her good bye. Then we drove off into
the morning.
FROM SARAH:
***As we neared our vehicles, it occurred to me that the fantasy had come
to an end. After doing what I had done, most men would be apt to pin a
label upon me. I am not loose by any means and Jim understood that. I do
not feel cheap, shameful, or guilty for spending the night with a man I had
never seen prior to this meeting. I had known before approaching him with
the idea that he would accept me for who I am and not pass judgment upon me
for having a fantasy and wanting to fulfill it. He was a true gentleman
from the time we met until our goodbye kiss.***
As I drove down the interstate I couldn't help thinking what
a wonderfully erotic woman Sarah is. By erotic I don't just
mean beautiful and I don't just mean that she is a hot
lover. I mean erotic in the sense of her mind and soul. I
admire her ability to fantasize and her deep desire to make
a fantasy come true. Those qualities are usually "reserved"
for the male of our species. The admiration was similar to
an admiration for finding a woman who can split wood with an
ax or close a high level corporate sales deal. It is
sexy...very sexy.
FROM SARAH:
***As we went our separate ways, I couldn't help thinking of what a
wonderful man I had found. It isn't often I have come across a man of his
caliber, a man with so much gentleness combined with true masculinity. It
is such a rare find. And should I wish to fulfill another fantasy, he will
be my first choice. For unlike other males, Jim understands the wants and
needs of a woman. And for this one night with him I shall remain eternally
grateful.***
"Thank you Jim, for a fantasy fulfilled." :)
<<THE END>>
A POSTSCRIPT FROM JIM TO SARAH: Thank you, Sarah, for
*having* the fantasy in the first place and for having the
sense of adventure to carry it out. Also, Sarah, thank you
for being beautiful - inside and out. I indeed feel
fortunate to have met you and even more fortunate to have
had such an evening.
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ONE WOMAN'S FANTASY FULFILLED
Beerfellow
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