I placed an ad to meet up with somebody in New Hampshire, and after sorting through the almost 100 responses I got, from men all over the country, I narrowed it down to two. A few emails later I chose one, and here is that story. A few of the details are changed to protect his identity.

We were to meet on a Wednesday night, however I got into town on Tuesday, and we agreed to have a drink and something light to eat, to get to know each other a bit, and see if the chemistry was there. I sat in the hotel bar waiting for him, not sure what to expect, sipping my vodka and soda. He was late, and I was getting irritated, for I had visions of him not showing up. I turned to look toward the door once again and there he was, a bit shorter than I thought, but good looking, dressed conservatively, and rushing towards me apologizing - he got caught up in traffic and had no way to contact me to let me know.

I accepted his apology and we had a few more drinks, then went up to my room so I could change to go to dinner. I put on a pair of black pants that hug my thighs and my ass, a deep green v neck top that made my green eyes pop out sparkling, and some four inch black heels. We walked toward the restaurant and men kept yelling at me and honking their horns - apparently I had gotten a room in the one part of town that had street walkers and they thought I was one!! It was great fun, and we stopped in an x-rated book store and looked at movies and toys and talked about experiences. We then continued on to dinner, had some wonderful Chinese food, some Tsing Tao beer, got a little buzz on, and went back to the hotel. I asked him if he wanted to grab something to drink and come up and watch some television, and he agreed. So far we had done nothing more than shake hands.

We got up in the room and lay back on the bed, and he came alive. Hands started rubbing down my back to my ass, his lips found mine, and we were in each other's arms. Slowly he undressed me, peeling off the pants, licking and kissing each part of me as he uncovered me. I had just gotten my pussy waxed, so it was nice and smooth, and as his tongue licked my pussy lips I let out a moan and my legs spread open for him. He continued peeling off my pants, licking my legs, my ankle, my foot, sucking my toes. I was shaking on the bed, every touch of his mouth sending shivers straight up to my already dripping pussy. He slid back up and went to work, surprising me with the skill he had hidden under that Clark Kent exterior. His hands found my ass cheeks and as he lifted my pussy to his mouth he feasted for what seemed like hours. I came in his face again and again, and finally, after the third time, he released me and I slumped on the bed, feeling the wetness underneath me, knowing it was me leaking all over the place. I turned over and closed my eyes resting, and heard him getting undressed. I felt him crawl back up on the bed and slide his body up on mine, and felt his hardness poking me in the back. I spread my legs and he slipped in, and proceeded to ride me slow and deep. I kept arching my back to meet him, and finally pulled my knees up and got into doggie position so he could get in deeper. He stroked over and over, taking his time, holding out at the top, making me push back towards him, pulling him in. He reached around and carressed my breast, stroking and pinching my nipple, making me squirm underneath him. My hand reached down and started playing with my clit, and as he maintained his slow, constant, consistent rhythm with his dick buried deep inside of me, I felt an orgasm building from my core, and just when I feared he was going to cum and I was going to miss it, I exploded all over him, squeezing him inside of me, and then he came, pulling out since we had not used a condom, shooting his cum all over my ass, then rubbing it in every so gently as we lay on the bed catching our breath.

We slept for a time, and then he had to leave. It was 2 am and he had to get back home to prepare for a meeting he had in the morning. We made plans to hook up the next night.

Again he was late, showing up at half time of the basketball game (playoffs). We sat at the hotel bar and had a few drinks, watched the game, and ordered some appetizers at the bar instead of leaving for dinner, then went upstairs. He had asked me to wear a long black skirt with slits, some thigh highs and heels, and a white jacket with a black bra, no blouse; I left one button fastened, letting the bra show so he would know I had it on. When we got into the room he asked me to undress for him, so I did, leaving on the thigh highs and heels and the bra. He removed the bra and the heels, leaving on the hose, and lay me down on the bed, again lavishing me with his tongue. We did everything that night, from oral to anal , and were up until almost 4 am enjoying each other's company. We finally fell out from exhaustion, and about 7 am he got up to go home and get ready for work.

He says he will be in my town for a convention in September... and if so, we are definitely going to hook up again. Besides over-extending himself so he was late, he is a class man, treated me with every bit of respect and consideration that he should have, and a great lover on top of it. What more can a girl ask for?