The events below are not true, but are inspired by a real Sassy Lass whom is a very dear friend of mine. While our second meeting has not happened, a first time actually did happen and was one of the best sexual experiences of my life. This is a fantasy of our second illicit meeting which I hope will truly happen some day soon.
Sassy Lass and I continued to chat frequently and find ways to share each others company. I always looked forward to lunch dates as seeing her always made me happy. She provided a natural high that simply made life and my time with her so enjoyable. Some might argue it was the pleasure of "forbidden fruit," but I felt it was the power of connecting with someone with whom you are compatible on many planes.
I cherished the memories of that special afternoon we shared one cold, spring day, and continued to fantasize about the "what if" of another illicit rendezvous. There was so much to be enjoyed with this wonderful, beautiful creature, but what would the perfect afternoon look like. I could think of several.
An afternoon on a:
Clear, cool, sunny spring day, spent walking hand in hand along a babbling mountain brook. Taking in the sights and sounds of nature as she gives birth to a brand new year of life. Winding up in a field of wildflowers, from which to make our bed as we free ourselves from the confines of our clothes, to enjoy the feeling of being completely naked in the great outdoors and the pleasures of the flesh that we enjoy with each other.
Warm, sunny summer afternoon spent picnicking by a sandy and secluded clear water lake. Me, Sassy Lass, a well stocked picnic basket with a bottle of great champagne. Emboldened by the champagne we would strip off our clothes together to enjoy an afternoon of skinny dipping and sunning on the beach, interspersed with that intense sex that occurs when you fuck with great abandon while feeling the wind and the sun on pieces of skin that aren't normally bared to the outdoors.
Or a cold autumn or winter afternoon spent holed up inside enjoying, the continued discovery of a new lover and the wanton, passionate sex that comes with this discovery.
It was this, the last and most practical scenario, which eventually came to pass once again. It had been almost a year since our last afternoon together. Would I be as nervous as the first time? I was certainly as excited, with every nerve ending and sense heightened by the intense anticipation of our meeting, but not nervous. After having gotten to know her on a much more intimate basis I did not feel that nervousness would return. At least not for the same reason. A large part of it after all had been fueled by something deeply personal which I had almost shared with her that afternoon, but did not. Little did she know how much she had helped me in this area. I'd be forever grateful to her for that. I came close to telling her recently, in writing, but in the end couldn't bring myself to do it. It was after all something that was embarrassing to reveal. This was really silly since I trusted this woman with every ounce of my being, but it's just one of those things. Just like I knew she had her secrets as well. Still I suggested that I might tell her what it was, but that if I did it would have to be during a very intimate moment of sharing. A moment like one we would soon be sharing. Would she remember and press me for it? Could I, would I share it? So maybe I was a little nervous about this aspect of our meeting, but hopefully I'd make her forget all about it through the intense pleasure I hoped we both would share.
On the way to the hotel I stopped at the store to buy the necessary supplies. Having thought about this day for so long I knew exactly what I wanted and quickly went about making the purchases. Wasting no time I headed to the hotel. As luck would have it I was able to procure a room with a whirlpool and once in the room I gave Sassy Lass a call.
"Hello."
"Hi, where are you," she asked?
"At the hotel, and you?"
"Not far away!"
"Good, I can't wait to see you. I'm in room 232."
"Okay, I'll be there in a bit."
"K, see you soon!"
Hanging up I set about making the final preparations. The bubbly I bought was an exquisite brand that tasted fantastic. It was well chilled from having sat in my vehicle all morning. I opened the bottle and poured two glasses, setting them on the table, along with the fruit tray I had purchased. Yes they weren't real champagne glasses, but they would do. Turning my attention to the bed I turned down the covers and then lit the 5 candles I purchased. Sniffing I was rewarded with the scent of warm vanilla as the candles began to work their magic. In addition to the smell they would also provide just the right amount of ambient lighting once I closed the window shades. I placed two on the table by the champagne and fruit and three more around the whirlpool. Next, I lit the fireplace and checking the thermostat, I turned it up a notch to ensure we would be comfortable once our clothes were removed. Finally I placed the toys, the one from our last adventure and the new, as of yet unused one, in the bedside table drawer. This would make them readily available for use when the time came.
Closing the shades I took a quick look around the room and then I glanced at my watch just as the long anticipated knock at the door came. Perfect timing I thought to myself as I rushed to the door. Looking through the peephole to confirm it was Sassy Lass I quickly opened it and ushered her in, then closed and locked it. Turning to face her we both just smiled and laughed and I gave her a big bear hug, lifting her feet off the ground and twirling her as I held her close.
"Oh you feel so good," I said, "it's so great to be with you again. Do you like," I asked, as I set her down and swept my hand about the room.
"Oh my, candles, champagne, a fireplace, and a whirlpool!!! And just what did you have in mind?"
"I'm sure something exciting will cum up," I said with a laugh and a wink.
"Cum up," she giggled, obviously enjoying the double entendre. "Oh whatsoever might cum up?"
Grabbing her hand I pulled her close for a kiss and slowly moved her hand to my waist and then below, "I think we'll find something," I said as I pushed her hand against my already stiffening cock..
"I see," she said with a little laugh, "or should I say feel."
"Whichever you prefer," I said as I broke our embrace. Still holding her hand I led her to the loveseat and handed her a glass of champagne. "Either way I'll show you in a little bit," I said with a wink, "but first let's enjoy a little champagne and some fruit."
"Fruit, well how thoughtful of you."
"Yes I thought it would be nice to have something light and energetic to eat, after all we'll need our energy."
"Will we?"
"I certainly hope so," I said with a smile as I walked over to the bathroom alcove. "But first close your eyes."
She looked at me with a look of uncertainty. "It's okay, you trust me don't you?"
"Yes!"
"Okay then close your eyes, it's not like I'm going to hand cuff you or anything, well, that could be fun, but maybe another time."
"She smiled and then closed her eyes."
Returning I sat next to her, "okay you can open them."
As she opened them I brought my hand from behind my back to present her with a single rose.
"For me," she asked with that smile I so loved?
"Most certainly for you. A beautiful flower for a beautiful woman, and did you notice the color?"
"Yes I did, yellow."
"Yes, your favorite as I remember."
We hugged again for a long moment and I buried my nose in her neck and took in a deep breath of her intoxicating scent. "Hmmm you smell great too, good enough to eat. Is that a hint of vanilla?"
"Yes, and did you notice anything else," she asked with a slight tone of mock indignation.
"What?"
"You mean you didn't notice," she said in a slightly higher voice.
"Might you mean the necklace?"
