“Why do you rush things?”
We met for dinner, went to our favorite oriental restaurant, and had some good talk. I asked if she want’s to visit my place. By that time i still was living in a hotel, planning to move to an apartment at some later point. She was little embarrassed about the idea to visit a hotel room, but somehow we passed by the reception desk unattended. Anyway it was a step towards more intimate and private way of conversation in a quiet place with no people around. We talked for few hours, having drink or two and we started to get closer, a mean closer to each other. From couch we moved to bed and the rest you can imagine. After our love making adventure she felt in sleep, waking few hours later. We did it again. She insisted to sleep home, so we walked to her place. She was kind of confused. I heard few times “We shouldn’t do it”, “I wasn’t ready” and “Why did you rush things?” That night, a beautiful hot night it did not rang the bell.
It was Wednesday, still fresh from my memory the discussion with Mr. Grey about life, sex and desires. And I would be honest that I felt something inside me when he became touchy with me that day. An urge feeling that wanted to be release in a passionate way.
I would say that, I am a woman with a high sex drive, the desire to have the sex and do it perfectly in a passionate way is always my desire, being an adventurous woman and want to try new things. All of these was being shared to him.
Mr. Grey as being a foot fetish somehow plays in my head that night. How sex would be like to someone who is a foot fetish? Hmmmn, Interesting.
I was at work when I received a message from Mr. Grey inviting me for a dinner.
At the restaurant, We’ve started to talked, we laugh, we really are connected. I felt so comfortable being with him, A very positive aura, a calm talks, an ending laughter.
Right after our dinner, He invited me to come over to his hotel for a drink. I felt awkward to pass in the hotel reception as I don’t want to be noticed by the people there. I was really hesitating to go with him. As we walk approaching the hotel, in the back of my head was a question, A lot of what IF’s. What if something will happen when we get drunk?. Oh God, I am not ready for this. What If he just want to have sex with me and dump me after like what Giuseppe did? What If Giuseppe will return to relation and I am no longer clean for him If I will sleep with Mr. Grey. These are the thoughts playing in my head. Duh, whatever.
In his living room, He offered me some drinks. We continued to talk, an unending discussion as we really find ourselves into getting to know each other.
With a few glass of alcohol, I started to feel tipsy. Mr. Grey become touchy, We then kiss, in a very passionate kiss that lead us to more intimate situation.
We move to bed, and then we make love. He grabbed my feet and started to lick them. It was the first time someone lick my feet, it was so intimate. It’s Something new to me, with my feet on rubbing on his dick, looking at Mr. Grey so satisfying made me more horny. My desire, the urge to release that orgasm to its climax, I then asked him to “Take me in the ass”.