I met Larry through an adult web site. He saw my profile and wrote me an email. He wrote a very friendly email, with all the words spelled right. I replied, and after several emails, I gave him my instant messenger id. We have been chatting for several weeks, and decided to meet next Thursday.
On Wednesday, my day off, I got a pleasant surprise from my fuck buddy George, who was flying on business somewhere, and was going to have a five hour layover in my hometown. George does that about every couple of months. And we get together for some non-stop fucking, sucking, and kissing. As George got dressed to return to the airport, I told him about Larry, and that I was going to meet him the next day.
"Lydia, you have got to call me this weekend and tell me what went on."
I agreed.
Larry is a 46-year-old businessman...works as a human resources manager for a company that hires opticians to work in their optical stores. He goes around and recruits the doctors to work in these chain stores. His territory is in the next state and just north of here, which is what brings him into my area. He got directions to my apartment, and was planning to arrive around 1 pm.
Almost to the minute, my doorbell rang. It was Larry. I let him in the security door, and a few seconds later I heard the knock on my apartment door. I opened the door and saw him in person for the first time.
He was a really nice looking guy...very tall, about 6'3 and a very nice athletic build, medium, brown hair, brown eyes, and a nice smile. He was dressed very professionally. Made me feel a little silly being in jeans -- but hey, I'm at home, not at work, so I can wear comfy clothes!
We started out just talking for about 15-20 minutes and he reached over and took my hand and started caressing it, then my thigh. We started kissing there on the couch.
Then we decided that we both felt comfortable enough to move into the bedroom. I stood before him and we were kissing rather passionately and he started to feel my breasts up over my sweater at first. I was caressing his arms, shoulders, neck, back and cheeks. We were both feeling that passion starting to rise.
He then lifted my sweater up and off and fingered my nipples through the material of my bra. That sent me through the roof. He started unfastening it and I began unbuttoning his shirt. He had a nice dress shirt on so I didn't want to tear his buttons off!