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"Oh," she said, sounding a bit dubious, but didn't press me.

I led James on; we entered an elevator.

"Hotel?" he asked me.


He smiled a little. I ran my fingers up and down his back lightly as the elevator ascended. He quivered just a little. When we reached our floor, I led him out and down a hallway. He heard a light electronic buzz, and a door opening. I moved him inside; the door clicked shut behind us. I took him to a chair and made him sit.

"Now, you just stay there for a little while until i tell you to take off the blindfold," I told him. "You need anything? Drink, snack?"

He grinned. "I'll be having a snack soon enough."

I bent down and gave him a hard kiss with plenty of tongue, then left him alone.

Twenty minutes later, I said, "Take off the blindfold."

He pulled it off. I stood before him in a very prim, unattractive dress, pantyhose, practical shoes. My hair was back in a functional ponytail. I'd removed all my makeup. I wouldn't meet his gaze. He seemed confused, looked around the hotel room, then back at me.

"I'm not sure what this is," he said, shaking his head.

"Neither am I," I said meekly.

He was used to me in my normal garb; presentable but usually showing a little too much cleavage, and my ever-present red lipstick. He'd never seen me like this.

"Dowdy schoolteacher?" he tried.

I shook my head. "I'm scared, sir. I've never done this before."

"Ah," he smiled, nodding. "Mature virgin."

I actually managed to blush, and looked down at my feet. "Yes, sir."

"Oh, sweetheart," he stood, completely understanding the gig now, as I knew he would. He took me gently into his arms. "You're safe with me."

"I'm scared," I repeated, trembling a little.

"Nothing to be scared of. Come on, then," he led me to the bed, and we sat side by side. He looked into my eyes, then leaned in to kiss me softly on the lips, no tongue, completely chaste. Well, not completely. James couldn't be completely chaste if his life depended on it. "Like that?"

I nodded. We looked into each other's eyes. I was no doubt overplaying the frightened virgin but I could see that he loved it.

He kissed me a few more times, eventually adding more fervency, and pressing my lips open with his tongue. I gasped a little as he did so; he gripped the backs of my arms and continued, exploring me, making happy yummy noises. He reached into my hair and let down my ponytail so that my auburn curls fell to my shoulders.

We broke apart; my chest heaved. "I - that- wow," I finally got out.

He smiled. "You're good at that, for someone who's never kissed before. I mean, with tongue. Have you?"

I shook my head. "No sir."

He touched my cheek with his forefinger and traced to my ear, down my neck, just inside the neckline of my dress. And kissed me again.

"Should I take my clothes off now, sir?" I asked timidly.

"No. I'll do that for you in good time," he said.

Ooh, I could hardly wait. I could hardly wait for all of this. Christ, I wished he'd get on with it. I was itching to get my hand on his cock, to feel him get hard, run my thumb over the stickiness at the tip . . .

"You okay?" he asked me.

"Huh? Oh, yes sir."

He resumed kissing me, but now his hands went to work. He unzipped the dress and pulled it down onto my shoulders, his fingers on my back, gentle, sensual, making me writhe. I hoped to hell I didn't cum before he even got my clothes off. I tried to think how I'd been when I was new at this; how I'd touched a man. As a woman, you get so used to being the one receiving all the attention. But I always wanted to love on my man, too. I had to stay in character. I was afraid of his big bad cock and how he was going to shove it inside me. But perhaps I was curious, too. I wanted to see what this thing felt like before it violated me.

I put my hands along his sides, caressing, and gradually moved toward his waist, then his belt buckle.

He pulled back and looked at me. "Not yet, love," he took both of my hands and repositioned them around his back.

I wanted to call him an asshole, but remained demure.


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