Michelle did exactly as she was instructed and was sitting on an ottoman in the middle of a hotel suite naked, save a black cotton blindfold over her eyes and black knee socks. She'd dreamt and fantasized about this very moment for years. Tonight she was finally going to be with him for the first time. The thought sent a shiver into her core as she nervously shifted on the velvety white ottoman which she was currently soaking with her arousal.
Michelle had met Aaron online when he had noticed her blog and he took a chance to reach out to her. After playful banter, they ended up passionately playing with each other virtually with such intensity that it had shocked them both. Interestingly, they had worked backward from there and realized that they had a love for many similar things in life. Over the years they shared many things in life together teasing each other mercilessly along the way, but never actually physically meeting one another. That all was about to change this evening.
Distance and circumstance had kept them apart, but she was recently divorced and he had lost his wife to breast cancer years before. She was the emotional glue that kept him together during that. She was his outlet from his reality of raising two children on his own. His last one was just off to school now. He was her support through her divorce from a husband that no longer loved her, and broken her heart. He took the opportunity to attend a conference nearby her home and she eagerly took his invitation to finally meet.
Aaron had left her instructions to undress, shower, and then put on the blindfold that had been sitting on the ottoman in the middle of the room at 6:55. She was then to wait, sitting quietly for him to arrive at 7:00. Michelle had followed his instructions to the letter, with one small but very significant change. A change that she knew he'd love, wearing her black knee-high socks. She nervously fiddled with her hands, filled with anticipation and a slight anxiety that she might not live up to the expectations established all those years together online.
Aaron, for his part, had been nervously pacing the hallway for the last fifteen minutes. He too had the same fear of living up to expectations, and he too had dreamt of this very moment for a very long time. His pacing was made more difficult by his hard cock straining against his pants. While his outfit was pleasing to the eye, his skinny fit suit did not leave a lot of room for his painfully erect cock. He kept glancing at his watch waiting for the clock to strike 7:00.
His heart raced, throat dry, hands shaking as he stepped to the door at the stroke of 7:00 and inserted his key. Michelle heard the key card strike the lock and the handle turn as the door squeaked open. She bit her lip and swallowed hard. He'd just walked into the room and her pussy was already humming with desire.
He'd practiced this in his head hundreds of times, but that didn't make it any easier when he saw the French Canadian beauty in the flesh for the first time. His eyes devoured her wavy brown hair, her ample breasts, her soft delightful body, and damn it, she had left on a very simple pair black knee socks. So very Michelle of her, he thought, as he strode towards her without saying a word.
Michelle could hear him walking towards her as she sat there blind and bare for him. Adrenaline coursed through her veins and a flushing heat was overtaking her face despite goosebumps of excitement breaking out all over the rest of her body. Finally, he was upon her. She yearned to hear him speak, to smell him, to feel his touch, and hopefully to taste him on her lips. She licked her lips again at that particular thought.
Hand trembling, he reached out and stroked the back of her shoulder with the back of his hand. She let in a sharp sudden breath at his touch. Eventually, the shroud of silence was broken.
"My dear sweet Michelle," he softly spoke behind her as he continued to caress her back. "I've waited for this moment for what seems like a lifetime and I'm sure you have as well. You've been such a good girl following my directions, almost," he said emphasizing that last word. "I'm sure your nervous, so let me ease your mind for you, Michelle. I'm going to tell you exactly what's going to happen to you tonight."
She felt him shift and sit next to her, brushing his clothes on the side of her exposed flesh. The sensation was so fleeting, but so intense that a tiny gasp escaped her mouth. He caressed her long soft hair moving it lovingly away from her ear until she felt it. His hot breath enveloped her neck and made her melt further into the ottoman. She yearned to be kissed there, she was desperately trying to will it into fruition without success. Why wouldn't he just kiss her, she thought.
Michelle already knew the answer. It was what continued to attract her to him like a moth to a flame and had ultimately brought them to this very moment. They both loved the tease, the anticipation, and the build-up. He would routinely tease her throughout the day with suggestive messages, a pic, a gif, or even just a word or two. She would hang on to these little moments and when their time came later, he'd make her tease herself repeatedly before demanding her release. This experience tonight was the ultimate combination of all of these elements over so many years.
With some difficulty, Aaron steadied himself. He was now so close to this incredible person that he'd shared so much with, that it took every fiber in his body to not succumb to the raging urges within him. He dryly swallowed and inhaled deeply.
"First, you are going to take my hands and you are going to use them to introduce your body to me. Every inch of it, Michelle, except you pussy. Your pussy is mine, Michelle." She licked her lips and quivered at the thought. It was just like him, she thought, to give her some semblance of control, but yet not really giving any.
"You're pussy deserves my undivided attention. It deserves to be loved, caressed, worshiped, and... fucked, Michelle," he said with stoic emphasis. She wiggled her folds against the soft fabric again sending tingles throughout the rest of her body. He truly had her at his mercy.
"Then, I'm going to escort you to the bed where I'm going to bend you over, face down. You'll keep your hands above your head throughout this. Then, I'm going to slowly spread your legs and kneel behind you," he whispered into her waiting ear.
She purred at the thought and the building heat and pulsing between her legs was now palpable. The mixture of his breath on her, his proximity, and the thought of being in that vulnerable position was numbing her ability to think of anything beyond her now throbbing need.
"When I kneel behind you," he continued, "I'm going to acquaint my fingers with your most intimate of places. Slowly, gently, softly at first then little by little the touches will get more urgent. My mouth and tongue will soon follow and aid in my exploration. Soft, gentle licks, flattened tongue, hard tongue, and of course all the sucking and nibbling your needy clit deserves." As he said the words, he felt his cock strain against his pants.
"And then, Michelle. Then you are going to cum for me. It will be a mind-blowing release that you'll struggle to comprehend from the intense sensations. But I'll be here for you. I'll be right here the whole time with you. I'll be here caring for you, keeping you safe while you explore all of this with me. Do you understand this Michelle?" he asked in a steady, level tone.
Inside Aaron, there waged a war between his body and his rapidly deteriorating will power. His heart raced, palms sweaty and every movement increased the sensations from his cock further testing his desire to be the strong-willed person he needed to be for her. Meanwhile, every nerve in Michelle's body had become hypersensitive. She smoldered listening to his plan, hanging on each and every word.
