Or indeed “The first time I met a stranger for sex…”

It was a just over a couple of years ago that Leo and I were stood in the kitchen, discussing my sex life. I don’t live very close to Leo, so our meet ups were and still are pretty sporadic. “You need another lover Eve…” he said, … “Yes I know, but how?” … He’d dabbled on Adult Friend Finder himself and said that it’d be so much easier for me as I was female looking for a man or men, the other way round is much harder. I was listening but comprehending with scepticism. So we looked from my machine, basically browsing a few sites. Whatever we were looking at had explicit shots… I thought hmmm I just don’t possess those sort of photos. I couldn’t see how I would be able to sign up to that anyway. (Infact later on my husband saw a cookie on my machine related to one site – so I was glad I didn’t pursue… This was the days before Ashley Madison, which to me had a much less obvious name… well initially!) We returned to the kitchen and out of the blue Leo came out with “Does age matter much to you?”… “No, it’s more about the person” I replied… “So what’s your upper limit?” he asked … “I haven’t really got one… I don’t know” I responded. He paused and looked at me. “I’ve got a friend…” he said as I listened intently. “He’s 13 years older than you, but he could be great for you… He’s pretty naughty… He’d be safe too” That was my fear, of being beaten up by some moron, when all I was looking for was fun, intimacy and sex. Sensing my concern, he looked up and said “No he would be safe Eve… Infact you’d be in safe and good hands, he’s quite experienced too. You’ll have great sex. Oh and his cock is bigger than mine… I’ve played with it!” he smiled. “What?!!… “ We laugh and yes, true. Then I pipe up “Hang on a minute Leo, you can’t say whether he’ll find me attractive and want sex with me as that’s up to him”. He laughed and confidently said “Oh he’ll want sex with you”. Yeah right I thought, that’s Leo being Leo so I didn’t pursue that conversation further. He went on, “He’s married, he and his wife swing, but he doesn’t live in this country.”… “Ah…” I said, “But he does come over every now and then…”

After a few days of deliberation I said “ok, link us up”. Leo knew me and knew that it was probably going to have to be his friend making the moves. Very soon after, an email popped into my Inbox from Aff4-to-be. With a startled expression I just looked at it sat there in my Inbox, with the title “Introducing myself” … Feeling in very new territory, with nervousness and also a tinge of excitement of the unknown I opened it up. It was very genuine, lovely and friendly, “Lovely to have the opportunity to email you…” it started. I responded. We exchanged a few emails and I told him my real christian name (tip – very glad I did for several reasons: you give someone a name and that sticks for that person. I didn’t particularly like the name he was using which he derived from my underground email address. I wanted a bit more authenticity. Found out later if asked for ID at clubs too it’s easier if your name matches your ID!)… Anyway we enjoyed our ensuing exchanges. He described several naughty fun encounters and we found out a bit more about each other. He liked stockings! He really liked stockings!! “What?!” I thought. I tried explaining “I’m really a country bumpkin, I’ve only worn stockings for fancy dress!!” It’s fair to say I’d grown up as a bit of a tomboy, so wearing heels and stockings was fairly alien. Anyway, it’s only when you get challenged that you start thinking about these things, often in a new and different light. Hmmm… you like way-out feminine things don’t you. Like watching your wife put stockings on etc. Women wearing dresses… I’d already discovered lovely underwear a few years before (a girly neighbours get together in a lingerie shop opened my eyes up to that… ) and noticed the surprising effect it had on me. The wearing of nice underwear I did for inner me though. I felt lovely and dare I say it… a bit sexy too?! But with underwear you can hide it, so only you know. Anyway, we exchanged several emails and managed to figure out a date in September 2013 that would probably work for a face to face encounter. He was flying into London and above board I could get away and be in Cambridge for a 2 day client visit. Thus an overnight escapade in a hotel near Cambridge evolved, infact a train stop away in an old inn near a village train station. So more dilemmas… I’m meeting this guy for the first time and he’s travelling to see me. It would be rude not to ask him to stay over. What if we don’t get on? Anyway, after several exchanges and him asking me to “put the idea that he was a mad axeman to bed” we decided that he could stay over with me but it would be on my terms. If I didn’t like him, he could sleep next to me but not touch me. If he didn’t like that… he’d likely get a bit of a fight on his hands.

Feelings, wants and wishes were then explored… I asked him not to pin my arms down against my sides and he said he wasn’t fond of having his head overly touched. I tried to describe my “in control” normal me… and the “in flow” sexual me… How much I adored sex… He soon twigged that I spent a lot of my waking moments “in control” with things planned, this was part down to my job and part juggling family life, so not surprising. He then decided to take over, shape and set the scene for our encounter. He said, ok let’s not speak before our encounter, neither in person or on the phone. He wanted me in stockings and a dress, stood in the room by the window with me looking out of it. We agreed he’d slip into the room and come over to me and put his left hand on my left hip, his right hand on my right hand and slowly trace up my right arm and gently kiss me on the left of my neck. I added one slight addition to the window scene… “Please can you say my name just before you kiss me?” I also said that I’d like to lay eyes on him before he came up behind me. So we agreed we would “meet” (…well see each other in silence) in the bar of an adjacent hotel first.  I recall the weirdness, newness and nervousness of someone else deciding how it’s going to be quite unusual. This particular email below he sent about a month before we met. I didn’t answer it for a week…. I found it quite intriguing in it’s style and fascinating in its use of language. Bearing in mind that I had little experience of chatting up men for sex, I just found this email from him alluring in its assured directness…

Him to me>>

and oh how you make me smile……

You’re quite the organiser and in control lady aren’t you. Hmmmm what fun to have all these plans and ideas swirling around in your meandering underworld only to have them all swept to one side as I take over…….you will enjoy that…

Meeting in the other hotel could be fine…. as for walking across the road with you and into the inn, well that rather defeats the object of the window fantasy so I think you’ll have to let me take over the logistics on the moment on that one and let me guide you though the fantasy fairy land, I think I have enough of what is needed to achieve the plan so don’t worry you’ll go ahead of me and let yourself in, leave the door ajar or unlocked or what ever is needed and I ‘WILL’ walk through that door a little afterwards and it ‘WILL’ be just as we have imagined and you wont loose your nerve because you will actually enjoy the intense sensations of the moment, the electric feeling and the butterflies and the sheer sexual excitement of something new and unknown, the real boundary pusher. Savour the moment….

Looking forward to very much.

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My insides and head lurched. In one way I viewed it in a logical and level headed manner “What?! How will he know I’ll enjoy?!” and in the other I found it erotically intriguing … I replied…

That email was definitely exciting on a different level… I was genuinely taken aback by someone thinking about what they’d like to do… and in an erotic vein involving me… a how unusual… Asking myself Omg what do I think about that…? Spattered with several what??…  bewildered amazement?!!! But at the same time… Captivating and also arousing… What if you did come up behind me and I enjoyed the touch… Your male voice and body behind mine… Someone wanting to hold me, touch me AND telling me I’d enjoy it… Trusting someone… and a relative stranger..”

So our plans progressed… We continued with some logistics on timings, of how was he going to get past reception at the inn etc without my full name?!….

Me to him>>

Had another mini Ah-ha… that might help (me). If I’m by the window and you come up behind and touch me… just be slow and perhaps even still for a while, still connected though so I can feel you… relax into and savour… Actually wrote that to enlighten you with more info (about me), but actually from the sense I’m getting of you… you’re quite perceptive anyway…! Perhaps I should keep quiet ;)) Also, can you close the door behind you too?! 😉 I’d rather I know that I’ve got just you in the room rather than anyone that’s passing too. Or is that a logistic?!! 😉 

Him to me>>

‘Partner’ is fine. and you have no need to worry about the ah ha moment I think I am ahead of you there, as for closing the door…….you’re thinking/worrying too much, yes I will and there will only be me.

I have from time to time loved looking at your photos, those beautiful photos of your pussy come up on my screen on a regular basis. I love those blue panties too, such nice smooth silky looking material. I have imagined my fingers gently and slowly drawing through your pubic hair and not long followed by my tongue which slowly circles the perimeter before trailing its way through your gorgeous bushiness. I am ticking the days off heading towards our meet up, wonderfully exciting. I am trying to leave my head as clear as possible but cant help thinking of allsorts of scenarios and ways of meeting you, seeing you, watching you, touching you, talking to you, holding you, kissing you………………………hmmmmmm so many.

Me to him>>

Mmmm kisses… moving down my neck… Ooooo sounds wonderfully sensual… I still get thoughts of you touching my right hand with yours… slowly exploring the outside of it, & going up my right forearm and nestling your head near the left of my neck… close, gently kissing my neck and whispering “Hello Eve” in my left ear… Then no thoughts after that… Open mind…

We then followed with some more sexually stirring, bubbling emails… (see appendices) where we seemed to ramble openly, sensuously and freely…

The day of our meeting dawned, and I was soon on the train heading towards Cambridge… Realising even more acutely that I’d never met anyone just for sex, and on my return home I would have had an experience… A whole new thing for me. I’d always known my other lovers… My mind was absorbed and my tummy tingling….

Link to Part 2 – Aff4 arrives… (Part 2 of 2)

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Perhaps a novelty but appendices in a blog post?!

These email streams sent in the couple of days before we met….

Email1 stream

Email1 Me to him>>

amusing reflection.. There’s my brain trying to work out logic… But arousal, lust, sensations, passion… veer towards the chaotic space… and scramble… too many sensory inputs flooding in… Too cerebral?! ;)) Am here gently playing with the tops of my breasts almost absent mindedly as I write this… because I can! 😉 Noticing the sensations… The trails…

Email1 Him to Me>>

just keep those thoughts and sensations flooding in……

Email1 Me to him>>

Am smiling… How wonderfully exciting and liberating to be able to hide a hot-blooded man away and spend an evening and a night with him without too many distractions, an agenda or any real time constraints. Time… 🙂 What fun!! Ooooooooh mmmmmmmm

Email2 stream

Email2 Me to him>>

I love thinking about sex and being so free… It’s like being on a cliff at the tail end of dusk… in a storm, watching the sea swirling and waves dance and crash on the rocks and the rain beating down, the wind on my face… Standing amongst tall damp grasses and bushes just off a cliff path… On my own with the elements… Dry and warm torso inside a coat, but rain soaking my hair, my face… A warm tear escaping and trickling down my chilled cheek… It’s hot trail so clear… It’s all so beautiful… An energy all around, yet the continuum so serene…

Well, not a lot I can put after that tangential mind thread…

Mmmmmmmmm

Email2 Him to me>>

OMG my darling Eve, I was so in the same mind set when I read that………!!! stunning.

Email2 Me to him>

Aww so glad you enjoyed reading that… It was an enveloping of senses, an odyssey… a flow… the feelings, the movement, the focus… Now re-reading & reflecting… an awareness of how close sex & nature can be to me… Strongly sensual… Spellbinding, enthralling… So alive… My oh my what am I like?! – Back on the train… S’ok happy to play tiddlywinks-winks later if that’s what you had in mind instead… 😉 Lots of sumptuous stormy passion and delightfully bewitching moments … soon :))