As Anna finished packing her weekend bag she still found it hard to believe that she was about to drive to a hotel and meet a total stranger. All of her better judgement kept telling her that it could be dangerous, but a deep, almost hidden, urge to set off on this adventure overruled any other fears or thoughts she might have. Anna checked her weekend bag for the umpteenth time before finally setting off in her car to the hotel.
It had only been a few weeks since she had first read his stories. The effect on her had been incredible. She pictured herself as the female in the stories and could not believe how the wild and sometimes depraved story lines matched her own private fantasies. His latest series that she had just read turned her on incredibly. She felt a little embarrassed as she reminded herself how she had sat at her desk avidly reading the latest chapter with one hand up her skirt gently caressing her pussy.
As her journey continued she reminded herself of how foolish these past few weeks would seem if she were to tell any of her friends. Here she was, driving to a strange hotel to meet a man she knew nothing about except that he wrote stories that turned her on. Worse than that, she had confessed many of her wildest fantasies to him and even sent him pictures of herself naked! Anna then blushed a little, still not really believing that she had also sent him pictures of her pussy.
Even now she had no idea of who this man was or what he looked like but deep inside she felt really horny and naughty knowing that he had examined her so intimately already. An image filled her mind of this stranger gazing at the picture of her pussy and rubbing his stiff cock as he imagined what he would like to do with her. She realised that as her thoughts were wandering she was absentmindedly rubbing her thighs together as she continued to drive.
As she neared the hotel she started to feel apprehensive about the evening that lay ahead. She wondered what he would look like; big, small, slim, fat. She really hoped he wasn't fat but decided that it would not really matter. After all, a man with such similar fantasies to her own just had to be good.
The arrangement they had made was that she would meet him in the bar of the hotel at 8 o'clock that evening. She had asked how she would recognise him and he had suggested the rather old fashioned and corny solution of wearing a red rose in the lapel of his jacket. Actually, the red rose idea had really appealed to Anna. She somehow imagined she was the heroine in an old Hollywood movie, meeting the handsome male star.
Anna arrived at the hotel at about 5:30pm and after parking her car she entered the lobby to check in. She gave her details to the check in clerk and was pleased and a little stunned when he said, "welcome Anna, we are expecting you. Your room is a luxury suite and everything is paid for in advance. The bellboy will show you your room. Please enjoy your stay with us."
Anna followed the bellboy to the lift and then onwards to the top floor. As the bellboy opened the door to her suite she could not suppress a soft gasp of wow! The room was huge and dominated by a massive bed. She gave the bellboy a tip and he swiftly left the room leaving Anna to gaze around in amazement.
The main room was dominated by the bed and, she noticed with some amusement, had large mirrors on each wall. As she moved toward the bed and briefly laid on it she confirmed that she could see her image reflected in all of the mirrors. There was also a lounge area with two large armchairs. The one other feature that dominated the bedroom other than the bed was a large plasma screen TV.
Anna started to unpack her weekend bag and settle in, making her self feel at home. She carried her toilet bag and cosmetics into the large bathroom and, as she checked to make sure she had her razor, made a mental note to shave her pussy before finally going down to the bar. In the mean time she realised that she had a few hours yet. Time for a long hot soak in the bath before she had to get dressed.
She opened the wardrobe to hang up the clothes she had brought with her and, as she opened the doors, noticed a gift wrapped parcel with the words, 'To Anna' written on it. Intrigued and excited she picked up the package and rushed across to the bed to open it. She opened the box and tipped the contents onto the bed. Initially all she could determine was a pile of black lace trimmed in red and a small greeting card. She picked up the card and opened it. Written inside was a message that read, "I have carefully selected some underwear for you Anna. Please make sure that you are wearing it when we meet in the bar. Loveking. X
Anna looked more closely and started to separate the items. As she examined each item she started to realise what might lie in store for her later. The first item was a black lace basque trimmed with red silk. As Anna held it up it took a few seconds to realise what was different about it. There were no actual cups in the bra part! It had a small amount of under-wiring and support but, Anna realised, about 60% of her ample breasts would be completely uncovered. The body part was wired like a corset and had black lace suspenders attached to the bottom.
The next item she picked up what looked like panties and, after having seen the bra, was not surprised to see that the panties were crotch-less. They were in a matching black lace with red silk trimming the edges that should have covered her pussy and bottom. She was not surprised to find a packet with 30 denier black stockings inside but was surprised to find what looked like a black lace trimmed collar. She looked at it for a while, noting that under the lace was strong leather and then confirmed that it was in a fact a collar. Like a dog collar, complete with a fastening for a lead. Other than those items she was relieved to find that there was not a lead included!
Anna ran a hot bath and as she lay and soaked she started to look forward to dressing in this naughty underwear. She wondered how obvious it might look under her white blouse and black skirt but somehow the idea of walking into the hotel bar dressed like that excited her.
Having soaked for long enough she stood up and reached for her razor. She had already rubbed her hand over her pussy and felt it could be in need of a good close shave to make it baby smooth. She applied the silk shaving cream to her pussy and pubic area, then, with one leg up on the edge of the bath carefully shaved her self. She ran a hand over her pussy to check she was completely smooth and then rinsed off the remaining shaving cream. She stepped out of the bath and dried her self on a large fluffy towel before walking out to the bedroom completely naked.
Before she started to dress she looked at her reflection in the many mirrors. The powerful thought struck her that the next time she was naked would be in the presence of the man she knew only as Loveking, a stranger whom she knew nothing about except for his stories.
Almost subconsciously she stooped down, close to a mirror and opened her thighs. She looked at the reflection of her baby smooth pussy and ran her fingers lightly over her outer lips. Satisfied that she looked and felt smooth and sexy she stood up and started to dress.
