I had recently gotten divorced. I was lonely and frequented chat rooms just for someone to talk to. Most men I met would only chat for a minute before changing the topic to sex. Don't get me wrong, I love sex, but it would be nice to have someone talk to me about other things sometimes.
One night I met Tom. We actually talked for a long time without sex coming up. He was also divorced with 2 kids. He had boys, I had girls. We were both basically raising our kids alone; the other parent was not in the picture. I had mentioned how hard it was to take care of 2 kids on my salary. I wasn't hinting at him giving me money or anything. It just came up in conversation.
He mentioned he was pretty well off financially and offered to help in a way. He offered me $500 for an hour in his bed. Of course I said that I couldn't do that. I was not a prostitute. He apologized and said he didn't mean to offend me. He said we wouldn't have sex. He just wanted me to lay naked on his bed while he touched and kissed me. He said he always wanted to tie a girl down and please her. He promised there would be no penetration of any kind. I was unsure about being tied down, but I eventually gave in and said yes. I could really use the money, and it might even be enjoyable.
We had already exchanged pictures. He knew what I looked like. Five foot exactly, 130lbs, most of which was from my 38DDD breasts. Both nipples pierced, along with a clitoral hood piercing. Long blond hair that went about half way down my back and blue eyes. At 46 years old, he was 18 years my senior. I was always attracted to older men, so that didn't bother me. He had sent me a picture and he was attractive with salt and pepper hair, clean shaven.
I was very nervous driving to his house, but also excited. I was wearing black lace thongs and they were actually a little wet when I pulled into his driveway.
Tom must have seen me pull up because he opened the door before I had a chance to knock. He was even more attractive in person, and since he already had his shirt off, I noticed he was in very good shape, especially for his age.
"Hi there, I'm glad you decided to come, nice to meet you," he said as he looked me directly in the eyes.
As I said "you too," I couldn't help but notice him glance down at my cleavage. I was wearing a very low cut sweater and jeans with high heel boots.
Tom led me thru the house to his bedroom. He asked me if I wanted anything to drink. I declined. "Are you sure you are OK with this? I don't want you to regret it later," he said.
"I'm OK. Just a little nervous," I replied.
"Relax, I promise not to do anything you don't want," he assured me. "So....will you undress for me?" His smile widened.
I smiled back. "Yes, I will." I slowly undressed. First my boots and socks, then I lifted my sweater over my head. My bra was cut low so much of my breasts were visible, looking like they would pop out of the cups. I unsnapped the back and waited a couple seconds before I slid the straps down my arms and let it fall to the floor. Tom was staring at my exposed nipples, which were already hard. I unsnapped my jeans and slipped them off my hips and let them fall to the ground. I stepped out of them, now standing in front of Tom only in my panties.
"Turn around and take them off," he said, sounding almost like an order. He could tell I was surprised by his tone and added "please?"
I turned around and pulled my panties all the way down to my ankles, and paused for a moment bent over in front of this man I had just met only 5 minutes earlier. I heard a low moan escape his lips. When I stood and faced him again I could see his cock bulging in his pants. When I glanced up I could tell he noticed where I was looking.
He stepped up close to me and very gently touched his lips to mine. It was a very sweet kiss. "Lay down on the bed for me," he said.
I lied down on my back and he lifted my arms above my head and tied them to the headboard. I felt a surge of fear being tied down by a man I didn't know. But, for some reason it turned me on at the same time.
Tom started by gently touching my face, my lips. His hands started moving lower, down my neck, to my chest. He caressed my breasts, avoiding my nipples at first. When Tom started touching my nipples he was barely grazing them. Then he started pinching and gently pulling on them. "Your breasts are amazing," he said as he leaned in and kissed me on my lips. Very softly, no tongue at first. Then I felt his tongue gently part my lips and enter my mouth. I begin to kiss him back and moan into his mouth. We kiss for awhile as he continued playing with my nipples. His mouth began to move lower, kissing my neck, then my breasts. He sucked on my nipples for a while, going from one to the other and then back again, making me moan louder. While he was sucking my nipples his hand gently spread my legs so he could lightly caress my inner thighs. I couldn't keep my hips still as he moved his hand higher and touched my pussy. He stopped sucking my nipples so he could look at my face. First he just moved his fingers up and down my labia. Then Tom slipped a finger inside my slit and felt how wet I was. His finger touched my clit and I moaned his name.
Before I knew what was happening he slid a finger inside me and I gasped. "No, no, you said you wouldn't!"
He quickly takes his finger out, covered in my juices, and apologized. "I am so so sorry, I just got caught up in the moment and forgot. Are you OK?"
