My Summer In Rememberance
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This will be their third meeting; the assignations are getting longer each time. The first was an early morning call, there was anticipation in the air; they had exchanged emails for a while and especially the night before, it ending with him saying, "Just turn-up and knock on my door". The next morning they were both up early, she was unsure, who was the English man, was he serious, I can't just turn-up... Oh but he was serious, the early morning emails confirmed it, she left the flat, emailing as she left, I'll be 30 minutes. He bathed his body in preparation for what he was hoping would take place. A light knock at his hotel door and there she was, a vision of beauty, a delicate flower, a fine stunning confidant women.
They clicked, they knew how to pleasure each other and they did.... The time past far too quickly, they showered together, she wore black stockings, a peck on the cheek and she disappeared into the mist of the morning. But this was not the end, via emails over the next few weeks, a friendship began to form, regular early morning emails exchanges became the norm, each apologising when they missed a morning.
But has luck would have it, he had to pay another visit to Germany before the Christmas, they arranged to meet again; could the excitement and the passion be recaptured, their expectations were high, were they going to be disappointed........
Between the two assignations, copious amount of emails had been exchanged, nothing explicate, they did not have to been, all they had to close their eyes to relive the hour or more of pure pleasure.
The hour was approaching; the actual day had been agreed days in advance; this time it was going to be an evening encounter, possibly lasting the whole night.
There was a delicate tap at the door, it sounded like angle wings; he had not gone to heaven; heaven had come to him. They embraced, she
smelt of the crisp early evening air. As it was approaching the
festive season, Christmas day was four days away; he wanted to buy his new found sole mate a gift. They learnt various details about each other, she even sort gave up her age and birthday date, or give or take a few days; she will just end up with more than one card this year, one each of the possible days. The must be trust between them, as the Princess as she became to be known, divulged her intimate sizes. So no real surprises on that there was a gift coming her, but what; the surprise was that him, he had a gift from the Princess.
There was a plan to eat before the intimacy, to chill, a little mood setting; that went straight out the window into to the winter’s night, once the gift had been unwrapped delicate intimate apparel, for the most gorgeous of bodies. There is no need to described what transpired, they know; but suffice to say expectations were not dashed, they were exceeded and not for a mere hours, but for three to four hours. But what can be said, very few words were exchanged, no need to, they instinctively knew how to pleasure each other. One of the few things they discussed was, what should princess wear for their meetings. If he had been asked before they had met, its the stock cliché answer; stocking, suspenders, basque, stilettos, however he never answered the question directly.
She was a lady of habit, they ended the evening laying cuddling each other, both very happy, but she waited to wake-up in her own bed, so she dressed and left around the strike of midnight, taking her gifts with her. It was not until the trip home that she realised the gift card had a hand written note on it.
But what had happen, he knew that Princess was travelling to and staying with her mother for the Christmas. No emails for a few days, a few days turned into a week and more. What had he done, was that the end. He was a little worried; concerned that something untoward had happened to her, they had only met twice a little bond was forming, was this a bit silly, he was married, lived in another country and this was how she made a living, whist at university.
Emails continued during the first weeks of the New Year, she did disappear every now and again; he did fester when it happened, but by her own admission she was a bit of a loner and like her own space.
The good news that she did want to meet him again, he would be in Germany for a whole week, arriving on a Sunday, leaving on the following Saturday. They would meeting late Sunday afternoon, eat together; have some chill time before the intimate contact. He harden in anticipation as he allowed himself to think of the night. He also hoped they could spent a day together possible up in the mountains; in seclusion, naked.....
This time, something new will happen, the naughty princess will come out to play, he was so willing for her to play, to take him from behind. As he add done to her.
If he was going to be dominated, she should dress to suit, will she tie him down, tease him; please him, he will be doing it to her, only time will tell....
They clicked, they knew how to pleasure each other and they did.... The time past far too quickly, they showered together, she wore black stockings, a peck on the cheek and she disappeared into the mist of the morning. But this was not the end, via emails over the next few weeks, a friendship began to form, regular early morning emails exchanges became the norm, each apologising when they missed a morning.
But has luck would have it, he had to pay another visit to Germany before the Christmas, they arranged to meet again; could the excitement and the passion be recaptured, their expectations were high, were they going to be disappointed........
Between the two assignations, copious amount of emails had been exchanged, nothing explicate, they did not have to been, all they had to close their eyes to relive the hour or more of pure pleasure.
The hour was approaching; the actual day had been agreed days in advance; this time it was going to be an evening encounter, possibly lasting the whole night.
There was a delicate tap at the door, it sounded like angle wings; he had not gone to heaven; heaven had come to him. They embraced, she
smelt of the crisp early evening air. As it was approaching the
festive season, Christmas day was four days away; he wanted to buy his new found sole mate a gift. They learnt various details about each other, she even sort gave up her age and birthday date, or give or take a few days; she will just end up with more than one card this year, one each of the possible days. The must be trust between them, as the Princess as she became to be known, divulged her intimate sizes. So no real surprises on that there was a gift coming her, but what; the surprise was that him, he had a gift from the Princess.
There was a plan to eat before the intimacy, to chill, a little mood setting; that went straight out the window into to the winter’s night, once the gift had been unwrapped delicate intimate apparel, for the most gorgeous of bodies. There is no need to described what transpired, they know; but suffice to say expectations were not dashed, they were exceeded and not for a mere hours, but for three to four hours. But what can be said, very few words were exchanged, no need to, they instinctively knew how to pleasure each other. One of the few things they discussed was, what should princess wear for their meetings. If he had been asked before they had met, its the stock cliché answer; stocking, suspenders, basque, stilettos, however he never answered the question directly.
She was a lady of habit, they ended the evening laying cuddling each other, both very happy, but she waited to wake-up in her own bed, so she dressed and left around the strike of midnight, taking her gifts with her. It was not until the trip home that she realised the gift card had a hand written note on it.
But what had happen, he knew that Princess was travelling to and staying with her mother for the Christmas. No emails for a few days, a few days turned into a week and more. What had he done, was that the end. He was a little worried; concerned that something untoward had happened to her, they had only met twice a little bond was forming, was this a bit silly, he was married, lived in another country and this was how she made a living, whist at university.
Emails continued during the first weeks of the New Year, she did disappear every now and again; he did fester when it happened, but by her own admission she was a bit of a loner and like her own space.
The good news that she did want to meet him again, he would be in Germany for a whole week, arriving on a Sunday, leaving on the following Saturday. They would meeting late Sunday afternoon, eat together; have some chill time before the intimate contact. He harden in anticipation as he allowed himself to think of the night. He also hoped they could spent a day together possible up in the mountains; in seclusion, naked.....
This time, something new will happen, the naughty princess will come out to play, he was so willing for her to play, to take him from behind. As he add done to her.
If he was going to be dominated, she should dress to suit, will she tie him down, tease him; please him, he will be doing it to her, only time will tell....
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