Meeting Mr Doe
April 20, 2010 by Vicky
When the trouble with my family began and I needed to get back home, a very generous fan of the site offered his frequent flier points for the airline. My situation did not afford me the luxury of negotiating and the family thing seemed a genuine emergency. So I accepted with the condition that I go on a date with him when he comes to town next. Not a bad trade.
My fears got the best of me when he called to claim his “date” for this weekend. Mr Doe did his best to assure me it was just going to be a simple date. He just wanted to have a nice girl on his arm as he went to dinner and maybe a show. A companion while he is in town on business.
So I called another friend who does this for a living (they are called GFE’s. Girl friend experiences) and she assured me that not all of her “dates” end up with sex. In fact most are just what Mr Doe said. A simple night on the town. Some old codger wants a hot babe on his arm to show off. If Mr Doe is anything like his profile pic, he is no old duffer.
My Mr Wonderful has been doing his best to comfort me while at the same time teasing the shit out of me with stories of what could happen or might happen. What I like to do and what he may want me to do. This of course leads to some great hot sex and a lot of fucking.
Now here’s the funny thing. I have no problem having sex. I also have no problem meeting a guy and if it clicks, getting his cock in my mouth in a hurry. not a problem. But this is more of a tease, an adventurer that has no equal. It is an event that is preplanned giving me alot of time to think about it while wondering what will happen. I am putting myself into a situation that is not happening yet or could be dangerous. Too many “what ifs” and too long to think about it.
Plus I started to realize, this is not a date like a regular date. Where we agree to meet, exchange pleasantries and do whatever happens. No, this is an arranged date to pay off a debt. A purchased date. I am trading myself for something.
To add insult to injury, my sissy maid called and canceled her time here. I was so hoping to take some of my frustration out on her tongue. To ride her face to orgasm and beyond…. Oh well.
Love and Licks
Vegas Vicky
