I always told myself that once I hit thirty, I was going to take sexual prime theory to heart and let go of my fear and nervousness. So when my friend Dominique told me about this guy she knew who was into different kinds of freaky eroticism, I asked her to hook me up with him, and she did.
His name was Zane, and he called me the same night Dominique gave him my phone number. He was all about sex and said he couldn't wait to fuck me. I asked him if he got freaky with strangers a lot. His only reply was asking when we could meet and fuck. Dominique described him to me, and he sounded delicious, so when he told me the fantasy over the phone he wanted me to help him out with, I told him I was down and ready whenever. His voice alone had my pussy throb so much.
The day after I turned thirty, my pussy just gained a mind of its own. I was daydreaming about getting fucked all the time while masturbating every day.
The next day I arranged to meet Zane at a hotel for a quickie. I was still a bit nervous so I figured meeting him on my lunch break was the safest bet. I could use the excuse of having to get back to work on time as an easy out of it.
When I arrived at the hotel, I saw no one that fit his description in sight. A female desk clerk asked if my name was Lily. I told her it was. She then gave me a room key, telling me that my boyfriend asked to meet him in the room upstairs.
When I reached the room, he wasn't there. But there were a bottle of chilled champagne and some glasses on the table with a dozen white roses. There was also a blindfold on the table and a small note. The note read: "Welcome! Have some champagne of you'd like and then blindfold yourself so I can come in. No cheating!!"
I wasn't really surprised to see the blindfold; Zane and I had discussed it on the phone. But I thought the plan was to blindfold me after we met, not before that.
I drank some champagne, afterward, I sat on the edge of the bed and put on the blindfold. I couldn't see a thing and my knees were trembling. I figured I would gain an interesting memory to keep with me in old age, maybe i could share with my daughters if i eventually have any.
Soon I heard footsteps approaching the room and i could hear him whistling as he unlocked the door. When he entered the room, so did the strong sensual scent of his cologne. Then, I heard the familiar voice from the phone say, "Hi Lily. How are you?"
I cleared my throat a bit then replied, "I'm alright"
Zane said, "That's good to know," and I could feel the bed sink down beside me as he sat down. He was so close I could feel his breath on my cheek when he said, "Dominique was right for once. You're an extremely beautiful woman, Lily. Extremely beautiful."
I replied saying, "Thank you, but i think I'm at a disadvantage here, because I have no idea what you really look like. So can I take off the blindfold for just a second?"
He answered quickly and sharply, "NO!" Then he lowered his voice again and said, "This is all part of my fantasy, Lily. Having a woman make love to me who has never seen me before. Once we're done you see me. I promise! Is that cool?"
I wanted to take the blindfold off and leave, but a huge part of me was enjoying the whole mystery man thing. I told him it was cool, and he asked me to lie back on the bed with my head on a pillow. I did so and then I heard him get up and start walking around.
Zane came back to the bed and turned on the small radio on the nightstand beside the bed. I could hear him tuning the dial until he came upon a station playing soft music.
"Uhm, don't forget I have to be back at work soon, so please tell me when it's like thirty minutes later." Zane replied, "Don't worry Lily! This won't take so long!"
I was getting a bit impatient so I wondered when he was going to get started and then I started wondering if he was a lame fuck or a three minute type because he didn't seem worried about the time at all. While I was lying there with my thoughts,I suddenly smelled the essence of a rose.
He used the rose to trace a path from my forehead down to my chin, then my neck, and around my nipples. Then he placed it in my left hand. I could feel him straddle me and start to unbutton my blouse. He pulled my breasts out of my bra and started rubbing my nipples between his thumbs and forefingers.
Zane told me he wanted to see me naked so I let him get me undressed. For some reason, I was beginning to feel more comfortable. There was something about him that seemed safe and familiar to me. Like I had known him in another life.
Once I was naked, I realised that at least half my lunch break must have gone by that time. If he didn't hurry this up, there would be no fucking for us at all. I told him to hurry up but he told me to relax again and not to worry. Then he asked me to turn over on my stomach.
He straddled himself over the back of my thighs, and a few seconds later, I felt something cold trickling down my back. It felt like some sort of lotion. Zane began to rub the lotion into my skin like he was a masseuse. He started by digging his fingers gently into the small of my back, moving outward to the sides of my stomach and all the way up to my shoulders. Then he proceeded to pour some more lotion onto my ass cheeks. He massaged my ass and moved down to my thighs.
He got off me and sat down at the foot of the bed. Then he poured more lotion and gave me a foot massage that made me want to fall asleep.
Zane told me to turn over and I thought it was finally time to get busy. Instead, he massaged the whole front of my body, from my feet way up to my hips and to my stomach. He massaged my arms and then caressed my breasts with the added sensation of lotion.
He asked me quietly, "Lily, are you enjoying yourself?" All I could do was hum yes. He told me to spread my legs, and I did.
With his gentle hands, he reached inside my pussy with a finger, pulled it back toward the lips of my pussy then he caressed my G spot with such tenderness, I literally squirted out of my pussy.
I had heard of women squirting when they cum and seen it in porn, but I never imagined it would happen to me. I moaned so loud and my body shook so much, I thought I might faint. I was still recovering from what had just happened when Zane gave me a kiss on my lips and said, "Don't move! I'll be right back"
I heard the door to the room open and shut quickly. I figured he was coming back, and I didn't give a shit about the time anymore. I would call the office and take the rest of the day off just for this.
My desires and plans were shattered when the telephone in the room rang. I reached for it on the nightstand, but couldn't find it. I took the blindfold off by the fourth ring and picked it up. It was the desk clerk, informing me that my "boyfriend" had to go and left a written note for me at the front desk.
I looked at the clock and saw it was ten minutes to one. I hurriedly got dressed and went down to the lobby. The clerk handed me the note and she smiled a bit probably because she noticed that my clothes were not as neat as they were when she handed me the room key earlier.
The note read, "Lily, as beautiful as the flower itself, thank you for the wonderful afternoon. I really hope you enjoyed yourself, because I know I did. You deserve to be treated like a queen every day just like today, and I promise you will still get to see me. I just didn't tell you when it will happen, but it will be soon."
I was no good for the rest of the day. I tried to reach Dominique at her office, but she said she was in a meeting with her boss and said she'd talk later. There was something strange about the whole thing. Why would a man just leave?
I decided to go out to a bar with some friends from work that evening. Once I left the bar, I decided to swing by Dominique's house and see if she was home. When I got there, I saw her car, but there was also another car in her driveway. I hesitated at first cause I thought she might be getting her freak on with a new man as usual but decided this couldn't wait. I had to know what the hell was going on, and I had to know how to get in touch with Zane again. I had fallen in love with a man who left when i was badly anticipating to fuck him.
I knocked on her front door and heard voices talking low. I was beginning to turn around and leave but suddenly, the door flung open. Dominique said, "Hey, babe!"
I told her I really needed to talk to her, and she told me to come in. When I entered her living room, a man was actually there, but it was her baby brother, Maxton. I had not seen him in nine years since he joined the military. The last time I saw him he was tall, lanky, and weird. The man standing before me in Dominique's living room was tall, handsome and built like a sexy Greek god.
I immediately recognized him and rushed to give him a hug before he could say a word. I knew I was right the moment I hugged him. The scent of his cologne was a dead giveaway. His breath on my cheek was all too familiar. When he finally did speak, it was not in the wimpy voice of baby brother Maxton but the sexy, deep voice of Zane. He laughed a bit and said, "I never told you my middle name, did I?"
By the time I turned around to confront Dominique, she was headed out the front door. I was still in shock. No wonder he felt so familiar. He was the baby brother of my best friend and he had made me squirt my pussy out.
I sat down on the couch and then he sat beside me and took my hand. "Lily, you shouldn't blame Dominique. This is all on me! I asked her to set me up with you because I have always been in love with you since I was nine years old and first started thinking about girls. You were older and only saw me as a baby brother. The whole time I was away, no matter who I was with, all I could ever think about was you. Now that I am back I wanted to show you I am a man now so I thought the hotel thing was the only way to do that."
I looked at him in disbelief and couldn't utter a word. He continued, "If I had come to you and asked you out, you would have refused,You still would have seen me as Little Maxton. I wanted you to know how much I love and desire you, how much I want to make you mine."
I can't explain what happened at that moment but tears started flowing. Later that night, Maxton and I made love for the first time. It was the best experience of my life, and since then, Maxton has treated me like a queen.