She was sitting in the crowded cafe, which was crammed with laughing and chatting people while soft jazz music played overhead. Sadie was slowly drinking a cup of coffee and she occasionally checked her expensive new watch. He was 10 minutes late. She wrinkled her nose and ran her slim fingers through her sun streaked long blonde hair and sighed. She knew this was a mistake, how many writers met their fans after all? She didn't know why, but there was something special about the man who claimed he was her 'Devoted Fan'. They had exchanged over 50 erotic and non-erotic emails and had finally decided to meet. Drawn from her thoughts Sadie checked her appearance in her pocket mirror.
She smiled, as she liked what she saw. Her clear blue eyes sparkled like sapphires in the sun, Her sandy eyebrows were perfectly arched and her plump, pouty lips were the colour of pink marshmallows. She hoped her fan would like the outfit she had worn just for him. Her tight white, fitted shirt was unbuttoned three times, just giving a glance of the red and lacy bra, which hid her peaches and cream colour breasts. Her black shirt was short and accentuated her long curvy legs and narrow waist. She crossed her legs and smiled at the friction. No panties today, she thought she would give him a treat. She loved the way her fat and shaved pussy lips would sometimes rub together, making her hotter and wetter than she already was. She looked again at her watch, Her forehead creased in a frown, what was keeping him? Then the door opened.