After a playful courtship of the electronic kind my newest guest and I were finally slated to meet.
Weeks of scheduling conflicts and missed connections built anticipation juxtaposed by the anxiety of worrying over whether I would meet his expectations.
I accessed his large body of reviews to find my motivation and sensing his gratitude for detail-oriented providers I felt entirely in my element preparing for our time together.
Natural light dimmed by drawn curtains slightly parted, darkened eyes, unperfumed skin - these were a few of his favorite things.
I left the intricate lingerie in the suitcase in favor of a simple pair of satin heels, curled hair, a fully made face & a smile.

The awkwardness of first kisses gave way to the passion and purpose of our meeting and where we had previously been nervous we began to instinctively react to each other.
I had planned on charming him but underestimated my own reaction time when touched and certainly underestimated his need for me.
Plans for sensual seduction were reduced to a feverish mutual attack culminating in a powerful mutual finish within the first forty-five minutes.

I announced that I couldn't take him anywhere as I surveyed my thoroughly tossed room, mussed hair and smeared makeup.  Retrieving a warm towel and putting myself together again we laughed, amused at our handiwork.
We spent the next minutes talking in between kisses, sharing stories about our work & interests.  
His hand found itself between my thighs and again he brought me to orgasm quickly with his tongue in my mouth.
In response and gratitude I found myself moving down his body to resume my signature activity.  
After a time, he sighed and stopped me.

"Ally, I'm not as young as I used to be.  I'm really having a good time but I just don't know..."

Despite his apprehension his body said otherwise.
I quickly realized that soft and sensual couldn't be appreciated for our second go round and increased pressure and intensity until my head was a virtual piston.  It would take forever to make this happen in that manner and I would probably develop a crick in my neck if I continued so I resigned myself to using my hand instead.
I reached underneath a pillow and retrieved my favorite lubricant.  Whispering in his ear, determined to help him understand how erotic the moment was for me as well, I touched and pulled kind of clumsily & unsure of my own motion.  Each time I sensed that he could be close my forearm tired and I lost the rhythm.
I silently cursed myself for my lack of skill in performing a handjob, cursed myself for that long letter I just had to hand write to a business for what I decided were shortsighted practices knowing my ass hasn't pushed a pencil since 2007.  For all of the things I have learned in three years sexually, the art and the rhythm of a consistently good manual release isn't one of them.

I realized that he was overstimulated and tired; I didn't want to ruin our moments together by being overly aggressive or preoccupied with this one thing, but I couldn't help but feel challenged.  I excused myself, went to the bathroom, brushed my hair, washed the lube off of my hand and retrieved another warm towel.  I looked at the mirror and said "I am a good lover and can do this better."

Returning, I cleaned him again to reset entirely.
Relaxing and running my hands over his entire body I was determined to make him cum a second time.

I stroked and stroked, twisting my hand firmly with pressure to the shaft and soft wetness on the head, occasionally cupping his balls.
I wound up nearly entirely atop him with my hair touching his chest and the pressure of my body on his.  He kept his eyes opened and squarely on mine until he erupted all over my tummy.

Relieved, I went to clean up again this time looking at myself in the mirror with a little bit of self-satisfaction.

Xo,
Ally
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This week:  Each hour gifted  6a-12p or 6p-10p is matched (1 hour becomes 2)

Please see my calendar for my availability.  It is updated everyday by 10a to include my general location.

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