HE sent me a message saying did this sexy feline like to scratch and tease a man? All I could do was laugh at this. What an original introduction. I had never been thought of as a feline ready to pounce. So in a joking manner I returned with the answer of depends on what game you want to play, thinking I would never hear from him again.
Joke on me. I received another message if I wanted to play happily ever after and would I like for him to kiss my hands and appreciate me daily. Where did this man come from? Thinking to myself that this was too good to be true and that I would play along with the game, I told him he knew how to make a woman's heart flutter. With a really of that is how he worked his way into a woman's heart.
Then came the message.Does this sexy feline have the will to get to know a man who is romantic and will do anything for her? What is her music choice and what does she in the food world? And was Kink ok and could he pamper her and polish her nails? All you need to do is open your heart and let me in. He would try to be the best man he could for me. Was I willing to scratch my way into his heart. That one scratch and he was mine. Where had this man been all my life? Willing to pamper me in ways no other had. Thinking that I would get to the bottom of this once and for all and see if his true colors would surface, I sent a message back to him saying that what you see is what you get...I don't play games.... not into one night stands.... unless it is like a role playing thing in the relationship.... which those can be fun...and I think you have to keep spice in your life or there is no use being here. And that a lot of men talk the talk but don't want to take the stroll down the beach with a flute of champagne in their hand. Thinking that would be the final end, I never expected to hear from him again. But wishing that I would. And I did.
I received a message asking if we could meet. That he was flying in on some business and would like to take me for a nice romantic dinner. I thought why not. Lets see if his personality would change once he met me face to face. H told which hotel he would be staying at. I found that it was a very impressive establishment. And that he had made reservations at a very exclusive restaurant I could only dream of ever going too.
So taking my time to pamper myself so that would look halfway decent to patronize this fabulous place, I drove to the restaurant. Pulling up and being greeted by a valet who handed me out of my car to another who escorted me through, what I considered the doors of enchantment.
Escorting to a table lit with candles and overflowing with roses. As he seated me I wondered if I was being stood up. It wouldn't be the first time. Ss I sat and sipped at an excellent vintage of merlot, I suddenly felt a presence behind me. Thinking it was the waiter, I didn'ÃÂÂÂÂÂt turn around. Then two hands placed themselves and my shoulders and began to gently massage them. Looking slightly to my left to a hand, I noticed the well manicure nails. But at the same time the roughness of them. Sitting there feeling excitement well up in me, I could not say a word. I just too another sip if my wine.
I was apprehensive now. What had I gotten myself into here? Then I felt him move around the table to sit across from me. I almost choke on my wine. In front of me was the most gorgeous man I had ever seen. I have never been much for a man with a shaven head, but on him it was startling sexy. His goatee trimmed nicely and the suit he wore told me that he was use to the finer things in like. It was time for another glass of wine. I did not think I was going to make it through this dinner without making a fool of myself or showing my lack of fine dinning manners. But he out me at ease quickly
Talking to him was an experience. He told me about his like. About raising his son on his own. And the hardships they had to endure before he finally made it to where they would be comfortable in life. I told him about my life and the trials I had been through to make it where I was today. HE seemed interesting and interested.
Finishing dinner, he stood and pulled out my chair for me and then handed me all the roses that where decorating the table. He told me there was exactly the amount of roses for every year I had graced this earth and a few extra for the times that we would meet. I was astounded, because I could hardly carry them. As we walked to the front entrance, I thought, well this is it. We have met. He is not impressed. But it was fun while it lasted. Taking the roses from my arms, he handed them to the valet, saying we would return from them.
Turning to me he took my hand and lead me out the door. Instead of my car being pulled up to the front, he turned onto a pathway that led to the nmost beautiful park I had ever seen. Bushes of flowers everywhere. Trees with strands of lights hanging from them. A pond with swans gliding across the water as if they had no cares. Walking slowly down the pathway, I noticed other little pathways leading off of them. Looking up at him with a question in my eyes, he led me down one of them. There in a small clearing was a gazebo.
Leading me into it, he suddenly turned and placed his lips gently against mine. Pulling away slightly. Looking into his eyes and wondering what he was thinking. Slowly he leaned in again and tasted my lips. Gently tugging at them with his teeth. The excitement that it brought shocked me. I had never bee one to just jump in with both feet. I was always careful. But for some reason I didn't want to be careful. For once I wanted to live a little dangerously.
Raising my arms I slowly slipped them around his neck to bring him closer. Feeling my response, he pulled me closer. Holding me tightly. Letting go of my lips, he started to lick and nip at my neck, whispering what he wanted to do to my body. I was going to live for the moment.
Leaning back slightly, I started to undo his tie. He saw the look in my eyes and the playful glint that was there. With a smile on his face he let me continue. Slowly raising his hands to my shoulders, he pulled the straps of my dress down. Not wearing a bra, my breasts were exposed to the night air. Making my nipples hard with the cool breeze and with excitement. Lowering his head he took one of them into his mouth and gently sucked on it till sensations that I thought were non-existent came flooded back.
Backing me against the railing, he lowered a hand and grabbed my thigh. Lifting it to surround his waist. I could feel the hardness of him against me. With wanting running through my body I reached down and started to undo his belt. I wanted this man. And I wanted him now. Foreplay was a thing of the past. Unzipping his trousers, I let him free. Slowly taking him in my hand, I gently massaged him till the hardness of him was overwhelming.
Lifting me slightly, he entered with a thrust that took my breath away. For what seemed like eternity he stayed there, not moving. Letting the feel of him inside me make me more breathless.
I could only hold on to him. My leg still wrapped around his waist. The other growing weaker by the minute. Slowly he withdrew just a fraction. Not wanting the feel of him pulling away, I followed him with my hips. Making sure the contact was not broken. With a tempo like the music we heard in the background, we started a primal dance of man and woman. The dance of need. The dance of want. The dance of pure sexual lust. Trying to stay as quiet as I could was the hardest thing I had ever done. I did not need to be caught in a situation like this. But my need was too strong to stop it. Faster the pace became. The meeting of our bodies bringing us to a release that shocked us both. Sated and weak, he held me till I could find enough strength to stand on my own.
Blushing and turning my face away with embarrassment for what had just happened, I could not speak. I had never done anything so impetuous. Reaching over he took my chin in his hand and turned my face toward him. Finally look up into his eyes I saw a gleam of amusement. With a slight smile he bent over and whispered that the feline had come out to play and he enjoyed it very much.
Walking back to the entrance of the restaurant to retrieve our cars, he turned to me and asked if he could see me again if he came to town. Of course I said yes. Who wouldn't want a man who could fulfill fantasies?
