Dea

(Part 1 from 8)

Note : This story is completely fictional!

The first thing I noticed was her legs; they seemed to go on forever, very short skirt, a nice slim body, and nice tits About 5 foot 7, long black wavy hair and Asian, with a nice light brown skin, Big brown eyes.
I was in a bar on a Friday night, as you do, getting rid of the weeks pressures and winding up for a good weekend. She was with an office pack doing the same thing. As the bar got more crowded our two groups where getting pushed together. I had made eye contact with her, and a smile and she had returned the smile. With a bit of maneuverings, going for drinks or the loo ect , I was able to stand next to her and start up a conversation.
Anyway not wonting to bore you with all the small talk, one thing led to another and I got her to meet me for lunch on Monday. She was easy to talk to and interesting to listen to, so the hour lunch break went by very fast, so phone No’s got exchanged and we moved on to dinner on Thursday.
I was getting the impression that she was holding back, there was something, she was unsure about.

We had had a conversation about sex, how things had changed over the years as to what was now expected. First the French kiss, then it was the Blowjob and the 69 position, and now it was Anal sex, and bondage, we had a laugh about it, and she joked about how she liked the latter and what went with it. As soon as she said it I could tell that she thought she had said too much, and there was a worried look on her face, waiting for my reaction.
“I Must agree” I replied, “What goes with it is always the better bit”
There was a look of relief on her face, and she changed the subject. Dinner whent well and I was rewarded with a very nice kiss at the end of it all, but no coffee. However, a movie was planed for the weekend.
We met out side the cinema and saw a new movie release, and then the surprise,
“Why don’t you come back to my place for a coffee and a snack?
Her flat was in the old part of town, when they new how to build flats, under ground parking, a private lift, four large bed rooms, and completely modernized. It was expensive. She showed me in to the living area; at the back of it was a large open plan kitchen
“What did you say you did? I asked.

She had taken off her coat and was heading in to the kitchen
“Take off your coat” she replied over her shoulder “The flat came with the divorce, he was lucky to get away with what he did. I forgave him the first time he two-timed me, but the second time in our bed that was the end. No kids, I do not like them, so any way I got the city flat, with all the costs taken care of, for the next 10 years. Just wonted me for the image, family man, must be stable, all crap. I later found out, that I was the only one he didn’t screw, his turn on was the chase and conquest, Great for him crap for me. And the rest is history so thay say I’m a accountant by trade, I’m the secretary to B and H, brokers, my boss is an old fart, very nice to me, and I love to tease him, we get on well, very devoted to his wife, a very nice man, and I’m learning a lot about how to invest so it’s good for me at the moment. Now how about a nice light Champagne, with some assorted cheeses?”
“Sounds good to me” I replied
“Good have a look for some music if you will. This won’t take to long to get ready”
“Ok thanks Id love to”
It was a nice room, very nicely decorated, and cozy. She had a good selection of music, so I found some Michal Dublay and put it on.


“Good choice I love this guy,” she said. “Could you open the Champagne and cut up the cheese, I’m going to get in to some thing more relaxed, I won’t be a min”.
She gave me a big smile kissed me on the cheek and disappeared round the corner.
Set with the task of setting up I opened the bottle, cut some cheese in to small bite size bits, glasses and a couple of forks and transferred it to the coffee table in front of the settee.
Kicked off my shoes, and settled back into the sofa. She was back in about ten minuets.

“How are you doing,” She said as she came back in.
She had changed into a shirt with the ends tied at the front under her breasts, (which showed a very flat stomach), and a pair of lose exercise pants, bare feet. I had not realized how nice and large her breasts where, she had always camouflaged them under a jumper or office clothes. Now with the shirt tied tight, and no bra, two things where plainly obvious. One she had large nice tits 36-DD’s and two; it looked like she had nipple rings. She had also put on a couple of rings on her fingers, and looking at her feet she had a toe ring on and an ankle bracelet, which was the sound I could hear as she walked, the small bell tinkerling.

Just looking at her gave me a hard on, and my imagination started in over drive, as to what I could do to this woman. She had always leaned towards bondage, from the rings and clothes she always seemed to like, formal, but some how able to show her body, what she had said about the bondage part, seemed to be true. The question was what where the bits that liked to go with it. I was hoping to find out. However, I was not going to rush this, but enjoy the ride, anticipation, excitement, and play the game.
She had not looked at me but was looking down at the coffee table, whether on purpose or by chance, I do not know but it gave me the time to recover, and get my wits back.

“Well you look lovely and relaxed” I said “let me pour you a glass of buberly and then you can sit next to me, hopefully ill get to be like you soon, very good looking, and fit.”
I pulled the bottle out of the ice bucket and poured us both a glass
She looked up with a cheeky smile on her face,
“Well the good looking part, I’m not so sure about”
“Ha that’s unfair; Cosmopolitan magazine said I had the chiseled look of a Greek god”, I laughed,
“I’ll have to have a word with the editor, the next time I see her and tell her that it’s true, men do read the cosmopolitan.
“Don’t knock it, I have read some of the raunchiest fantasies at the back in the dear diary section you know.
“I know it’s always the first page I go to”, she giggled, taking the glass I had offered her, then moving around the coffee table and flopping down into the settee. She took a long sip from her glass.
“God that’s nice, I love this stuff, come sit down, and let’s enjoy, then we can see about this getting fit stuff”.
The bedroom was nice and large with the on suite to the side, which from the looks of it was bigger than my garage. She took me over to the bottom of the bed then let go my hand.
Wrapping her arms around me she then proceeded to give me a very slow sensual French kiss, which sent tinkles up and down my spine.
With a quick pull of the knot on her shirt and a very it was off, and another pull on the Track bottoms and she was naked” with a gold nipple ring though each nipple.

She came up close and standing up on her toes, gave me a slow French kiss; I could feel her breasts and nipples pushing up against me. My hands went straight to her bum, nice round, and silky smooth. She stopped the French kiss
“Now ill undress you, I think.” With a wicked smile on her face
She stood back a little so that I could enjoy the slow undress; she was undoing my shirt, and started to push it back off my shoulders.
“You never told me you had pierced nipples, she said, running her fingers over the top of them”
“You never asked” I replied.
“And are there any more surprises” She bent forward and with her toungh played with the ring though the nipple, which sent tinkles down in to my dick. She sucked the ring and the nipple into her mouth.
“Ill let you find out”
Dea stopped with the nipple play and started with the belt of my trousers. It didn’t take long before she was sliding my pants down, which at long last let my dick out. I have to say I had a raging hard on, so my dick was strait up, and with a Prince Albert though it.
“O wow that’s fantastic, let me have a closer look”.
I did not have to say any thing; she had knelt down in front of me and was giving my dick the close inspection, then sliding her fingers up and down. She put her toungh out to play with the tip and the ring. Then started to rub it over her lips, back and forth very slowly, getting the end of my dick very wet, she looked up at me, closed her eyes, and slowly opened her mouth to take my dick in.

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