A Meeting of the Minds

Great sex is always a product of our imagination. Our minds can do things our bodies can't, can take us to another level of excitement or anticipation, and can lead us into very interesting encounters!!

After months of on-line chatting, and three missed opportunities to meet (due to serious obstacles beyond our control, such as natural disasters and other life emergencies), I was finally going to meet a man I had never seen. My friend, I'll call him Eamonn (a nice Irish/Gaelic name), has been in my head for months. I had found him to be a charming, highly intellectual, exciting man. Although we had not met, and I had no idea what he looked like, I had sent him photos of myself, ranging from G-rated to XXX. We had an arrangement for me to send him a photo a day for a few weeks which encouraged me to try to find more revealing clothing and more provocative poses. This was part of my metamorphosis to becoming much more of an exhibitionist myself. He described various scenarios with increasing levels of exposure- meeting in public places with a very low cut dress or very short skirt with no underwear, meeting fully dressed in a hotel lobby and progressively losing clothing as we approach the hotel room until I am naked as we enter the room, or meeting in one of the little snugs (a small room) in my favorite Irish pub and seeing how far we could go while avoiding too much attention. As I wandered through a clothing store one day (on a very rare trip to a mall!!), I wondered, "Would he like this?", "Does this show enough cleavage to interest him?", and "How short can I wear this and still be comfortable?" His uninhibited and exhibitionist ideas were working their way into my thinking!

We also connected on other levels, discussing our common non-sexual interests. We explored my new-found sexuality and ideas about sensuality. I really enjoyed chatting with this man since he stimulated my sexual feelings as well as challenging my brain in new ways. I looked forward to his emails and IM's whenever we could connect.

Finally, I had the opportunity to travel to his city (we live about an hour or so apart) for a work-related conference. I planned to arrive the afternoon before my meeting and check into the hotel, allowing us time to meet. Prior to our meeting, via emails, we negotiated the terms of our meeting. It was a complicated process. He wanted to challenge me to the most extreme scenario. I countered with a slightly modified version (making sure that I would be comfortable with the safety level, but still allowing for an exciting encounter). He countered again with another proposal. Finally, we agreed.

On my way to the city, I was so excited, I had to watch my driving (which is generally pretty aggressive- sometimes compared to driving like a "Bat Out of Hell"!) to avoid missing my appointment altogether. I had anticipated this meeting for so long. As I mentioned, I had never seen this man or even a photo of him, but I had a brief description (though not much to go on). But I decided that this man was sexy, no matter what he looked like!! My whole concept of sexiness has been changing for the last several months as I've realized that many men who might not be considered classically handsome were indeed some of the most exciting, most sensual men I've ever met!! Of course, I know a few "classically handsome" men as well!!

After checking into my hotel (luckily the room was available even though I was early for check-in), I called Eamonn and let him know that I had arrived. I gave him the room number and he said he'd call when he was on his way. I went up the elevator to my room and quickly changed from my regular work clothing (since I had left from my office earlier) into my Wanton Harlot dress!! My dress was a simple black dress with a very low cut neckline, barely brushing the edges of my demi-bra. There were spaghetti straps that clung to my shoulders and progressed to crisscross down my back all the way to my lumbar spine (leaving most of my back open to view). The back hem ended in a flirty slit showing a bit of my leg from the rear. I took off my panties. I wrapped a bright green shawl over my shoulders (it was really cold outside and although I was only going to the lobby, I knew there would be draft from the doors). I did feel some significant warmth, though, as I kept thinking about what I was going to do!!

Eamonn called me on my cell phone and said he was in the lobby. Oh, darn, I had hoped he would call on his way so I could be waiting in the lobby (in my Wanton Harlot dress!!) perhaps reading a very erotic fantasy book (which always attracts interesting looks!) Oh, well, he was here and it was time. Oh, my, I was getting hot!! I tucked my extra card key (I had planned ahead and asked for two keys) into my decolletage, took a deep breath, and headed for the elevator. My heart was pounding and my head was already spinning- and we hadn't even done anything!!

I exited the elevator at the lobby level and started walking through the lobby. I saw a couple of bellmen at the front doors. I saw a couple lounging on a sofa and a older man checking in at the front desk. I turned my head and a tall, blond gentleman started walking towards me. Oh, my! He was casually dressed and smiled as he neared me. I made eye contact with him (I'm sure my eyes were incredibly bright with anticipation!) and smiled. He walked right up to me, whispered "Nice to meet you" (although we had planned not to have any speaking between us until after the rest of the encounter), and reached between my very exposed breasts to collect the card key. I whispered back "Indeed!" I turned on the ball of my foot and started walking away from him, back to the elevator. It was all I could do to keep from losing it right there!! I could feel his eyes watching my ass as I walked away. As I turned the corner (I thought I was out of his sight), I did a small dance in my mind (and a little in my step) with a resounding internal "YES!!" I didn't know it at the time, but Eamonn was experiencing an intense physiologic response (getting very hard, very fast!!) as a response to our meeting (as short as it was, it was intensely erotic and stimulating). He said later that he got a few very interesting looks from others in the lobby while he waited.

I took the elevator back to my hotel room. As soon as I got in the room, I slipped off the dress and the bra (easy to strip when you aren't wearing much!!), put on a blindfold, and draped myself on the bed in a sensual pose. Although, I think I looked relaxed, inside I was reeling with excitement, anticipation, a touch of fear, lust, and a few other feelings I couldn't begin to identify. I suspect I only waited a few minutes (I don't think Eamonn could have waited too long after I left!!) but it seemed longer. I tried taking a few deep breaths, connecting with my chi. It calmed me down a bit, but that didn't last long when I heard the card key in the door. Eamonn (I hoped) came in the room and walked past me to the chair near the window. I heard him starting to undress. Blindfolded, I could only imagine, but I felt him unbuttoning his shirt, slipping off his shoes, unfastening his belt. By then, I was really HOT!! The scenario involved me touching myself to bring myself to my first orgasm while he watched. Well, I was so aroused by then that I started moaning softly and writhing a little on the bed as I heard him placing keys, etc on the desk and sliding his trousers off. As I felt him moving around the room, I had my first orgasm with no physical stimulation at all!! It was all in my head!

I felt him slide away the shawl that was partially covering me. He moved between my legs as I rolled onto my back and in a gentle but firm movement pressed his hard cock against my vaginal opening. I reached my hand down to feel him and was gratified to feel the condom in place (we had discussed that in the negotiations, also). I was hot and ready, and he slipped inside me smoothly. OMG! I had only had the briefest glimpse of this man in the lobby and now a few minutes later, while I was still blindfolded, he was fucking me. Wow!! My entire body and mind were aroused sending me into waves of delicious sensation. As he came, my vaginal muscles tightening around his cock, we fell into each other's arms. He reached up and slipped the blindfold off of my eyes and smiled at me. A moment later, we shared our first kiss.. Hmmmmm. As my heart rate slowed back down, we finally started having a "regular" conversation! What a reverse seduction!! To be deprived of sight and speech during the whole thing had significantly added to the level of arousal.

We talked and talked, both of us finding out more about the other, as we snuggled naked on the bed. After a while, Eamonn started somewhat absently fondling my breasts. As he tweaked a nipple, I gasped and my body arched.. His eyebrow went up and he smiled again. I could tell where his mind was going!! We started kissing again, more and more passionately. His hands kept returning to my nipples (he had once mentioned that he had a terrible nipple fetish!!) and pinching them, driving me crazy!! My hand slipped down between my legs, finding my clit. I started stroking my clit as he drove my arousal higher and higher with his skillful fingers pinching, pulling, tweaking my nipples, to my delight! My pussy was dripping wet as I continued to stroke, my mind no longer able to handle all the sensations, just surrendering to the pleasure. I exploded in an orgasm that shook my entire body, causing me to gasp for breath and I felt my eyes roll back as I fell into the depths of my climax. Ahhh!!

Having sex with this man was an intensely erotic experience that involved so many more levels than any simple physical encounter could ever offer. I can't wait until he proposes the next meeting. Who knows what he will come up with?? --

The End