The Perfect Encounter

The morning sun trickling through the slats of the blinds didn’t distract his focus on the screen. Smiling, he recounted the past week as he gently stroked his shaft. He had taken his time researching reviews, posts and photos to find his fantasy girl. It wasn’t an easy process, that is for sure! With so many girls to choose from, he had his work cut out for him. The girl he selected had all the physical characteristics that he desired. Her reviews reflected that she enjoyed the same kinds of acts/touches that he did. Would she be within his budget? Yes, he could spend some playtime with her without causing himself financial grief. He reflected on the email correspondence he had with her. “Tell me your desires, your fantasies, what kind of attire arouses you, and how to best please you.” was the last email she had sent to him. These sort of questions were not what he had expected, yet he was appreciative that she asked. Being sort of shy, and introverted made it difficult for him to express himself so intimately. It took him time to reflect on his desires as well as work up the courage to reply.

“Almost 9am. Time to fly.” he thought to himself. He was close to ejaculating but refrained from going over the edge. “No, no………save it for her”.

He could feel anticipation coursing through his veins as he made the final approach to her doorstep. She answered the door in the attire he had requested. Scantily clad in silk and lace, thigh highs and heels further increased his hunger. Her eyes were warm, welcoming, with a hint of mischief. He was put at immediate ease. She led him down the hall to her playground. Soft music played in the background. Unfortunately, listening to music was a major distraction for him. “Could you turn it down some?” he asked. She apologized and quickly turned it down. He smiled inwardly at the realization that this girl was a true pleaser.

She started their date by kneeling on the floor in front of him. Slowly, she began to undress him, starting with the removal of his shoes. She then asked him to stand in front of her, and proceeded to unzip his pants. It was then that he realized this was not what he wanted. He admitted to himself that his response to her email requests had been rather vague. Now he was faced with a choice: A) go with the flow and possibly have a less than stellar time. B) tell her what he envisioned in his mind. He went with option B. He clasped her tiny, delicate wrists lightly and ordered her to stop. Dumbfounded, she asked him what she had done wrong. He smiled at her genuine concern and fearfulness. “Alyssa, I’m going to tell you what really gets my motor running.” He spent the next few minutes being open with her about his desires. What he wanted was a cocktease, a long build up of sexual torment until he couldn’t stand it any longer. After he was done, she eagerly set about to do everything he had told her. Soft long kisses, intense eye contact, slowing licking in all the right places…….all that he needed, he received. It seemed like an eternity that she kept him on the edge, denying him release. Finally, he snapped. He grab her firmly by the hips, and began to thrust deeply, making her f*ck him. He came hard and long, each pulse like a tidal wave. She collapsed on top of him and timidly asked, "Are you happy with me?" Affectionately, he stroked her cheek and answered, "Yes, I am very happy with you." After a shower, and a kiss goodbye, he hopped in his car feeling drained and spent, in the most pleasurable way.

“That,” he said aloud, “was The Perfect Encounter”

The moral of the story is two fold: Do your research. This is your hard earned money that you are going to spend on an encounter. Read as many reviews as you can to find the girl that matches both your physical and visual desires. Communicate your needs. If you don’t tell her what you need, she will do her best to please you, but it may not be in a way that works for you. It is much more satisfying to get exactly what you need. A pleaser likes to please. She, in turn, will achieve satisfaction in knowing you left her happy, satiated, and with a goofy smile on your face that just won’t go away