Meeting a Guy from Chat is Risky

A story brought about by conversations in various chatrooms. I've put it in the 'bdsm' category because there is no equivalent to the chatroom I got this idea from.

It's not for those who hold dear the respect for uttering 'No.' After all it's a fantasy. Perhaps it's a woman's view of just desserts.

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'OH FUCK! ... You've just made me cum!'

I'd typed the words but it seemed like it was for real, at least the scenario felt real, the orgasm was very real. The evidence was the incredible arousal of all parts of my body, and the shaking of my lower half. I squirmed on my stool. I was in the kitchen of my home, typing with difficulty, breathing so fast and suddenly feeling the slight horror at what was happening to me.

Of course it was fantasy and a fantasy world I'd been sucked into by Adam.

Adam was a guy of 48 from Yorkshire in the UK who I'd been chatting to on 'Lit' for several weeks. Not everyday but most days and it all began with me venturing into the 'Consent-Non Consent' chatroom.

I'd rejoined Lit last year after some years of being single again following my divorce. I'd been rediscovering myself these last couple of years and had added some pretty out of character things to my cv!

It had become a routine that on mornings when I hadn't got an early start I'd take my shower, probably masturbate with the shower head and come downstairs to have breakfast before the day started in earnest.

This particular morning I'd woken from a dream that resonated with me. As all dreams seemed to be, it was completely mixed up, random, but involved my ex husband, his best friend and me being kidnapped and held in a cottage by the sea where I used to have family holidays. Weird, but I was on the verge of orgasm and in a hot sweat. I needed the relief and the reality of the hot shower to meet the day head on.

That particular morning I'd had a wonderful orgasm, but I wasn't in a rush so I put on my bathrobe and went downstairs to have a leisurely breakfast. I chuckled to myself as I ate my toast and made my coffee. Logging on I looked at my ratings for the few stories I'd written before going into chat. I had my favourite rooms but for some reason I was in one of my daring moods and decided on the consent/non consent room. It was a fantasy of mine to be confronted by a situation that spelt danger.

Without typing anything in the room conversations I immediately had three PMs from guys on the list at the side of the screen. Then Adam, who had made various comments in the room about 'wanting a younger woman to role play with,' sent me a PM.

'Hi Louise, how are you today? I'm Adam, 48, in the UK. Would you like to chat?'

For some reason I replied.

'Good morning Adam, I'm fine, how are you?'

'I'm good too, what brings you to this room today?'

The reply made me stop and think and I almost baled out, but then I engaged in the conversation and found myself revealing more than I should.

'I'm not sure,' I began although I really knew inside myself, 'I guess it's the feeling of being trapped, losing control of a situation.'

'Has that ever happened to you?' Adam was asking.

'Not as such,' I replied honestly, 'although I've said no at first to someone before changing my mind.'

'Like you're teasing?' he suggested.

'In a way I suppose,' I was thinking back to a couple of occasions when I had been flirting and my bluff has been called.

'Tell me.'

Adam clearly wanted more detail and I guess this was the way some guys get off. Who was I to deny him, he seemed an okay guy.

I launched into describing a situation a few years back, soon after my divorce and with someone I'd met through work, and how I'd gone back to his flat having had a meal in a local bistro. I'd been in a 'throw caution to the wind' mood and would probably have slept with him anyway but when he launched into an immediate clinch I told him to slow down a bit.

I guess he thought I owed him something for the meal and the way I'd teased him in the restaurant was coming home to roost. I should never have worn those stockings and heels and shown too much thigh.

'Describe what you were wearing,' Adam was clearly building a picture so I told him in detail.

'I'd taken some time getting ready,' I revealed. 'I wore my favourite dark maroon jersey dress, it clings to my curves and just has a suspicion of cleavage in the neck.'

'You said stockings and heels,' he asked impatiently.

I was smiling as I typed away on my iPad.

'I had black bra and panties and a black suspender belt with my almost black stockings and I have a pair of maroon coloured heels.'

'You must have looked really sexy.'

I was imagining his mind working overtime.

'Yes, I really did, anyway we'd hardly got inside his flat before he made an effort to kiss me.'

'But you stopped him?'

'Not as such, I let him kiss me but without giving too much back. Then I tried to breakaway. I thought we might at least have coffee.'

'What did he do?' Adam wanted all the details.

'He pulled me to him, trying to kiss my neck. I could feel him pressing himself against me and he was clearly aroused.'

'I kept telling him to slow down, I wanted to talk some but he was intent on having his way.'

'When he suggested 'I'd been asking for it all evening' I knew that I was getting into dangerous territory.'

'Was he being rough?'

I wasn't sure if that turned Adam on or not and even online I'd adopted my teasing mode.

'Not totally rough, but he was running his hands over my breasts and moving them down over my bum. I made a decision not to resist and then it all went sexual.'

'You mean you had sex?"

'Indeed, we had sex, there and then, without too much foreplay and in front of the large glass floor to ceiling windows in his lounge.'

'Fuck!' was Adam's response, I'd clearly whetted his appetite.

There was a brief pause during which I let him think, and then he added, 'If that was me, I think I might have slowed down and enjoyed you more.'

I decided to add to his apparent arousal.

'The whole thing surprised me, I had the best orgasm ever!'

'Fucking hell!' his response was obvious and he carried on.

'Louise, goodness, you're making me feel very horny. You mean you enjoyed it?'

'Yes I did, the way he stripped me to just my stockings and suspenders and had me on the sofa exposed to the world, or at least the block of flats opposite. When I thought about it afterwards it had all felt so crazy.'

'Oh my god Louise, I'm so bloody hard here.'

We'd now clearly strayed into the zone of online sex. He was aroused and I was feeling the same way too. My reminiscing combined with my night of weird dreaming had made me feel quite moist and tingly between my thighs. In a moment of self revelation I admitted how I felt.

'It's made me feel a bit horny too,' I could hardly believe what I was typing.

'Go on... touch yourself,' he suggested.

Adam was instructing me to do what I desperately wanted to do. I propped my iPad up on its holder and thrust my left hand inside my bathrobe. I'd got nothing on underneath after my shower and immediately I felt the slick moisture of my pussy.

I managed to type, 'I am,' as I spread my thighs and ran my finger tips up over my clit.

'I have the stiffest cock ever,' Adam typed back, 'I'm going to stroke it Louise, and I'll imagine you're stroking it too.'

That made me even more responsive but it was difficult to type on a touch screen one handed. I pushed the iPad against a pile of place mats on the breakfast bar to keep it steady.

'Would you like me to suck you?' I typed slowly one finger at a time.

My fingers were sliding right up inside myself and then outwards until rubbing my clit in tiny circles.

'Oh fuck, yes please,' came the reply and I imagined Adam wanking his cock thinking of me.

'Jesus Adam, this is crazy, I'm gonna cum in a minute." The text was a bit misspelt but he knew what it meant.

I was getting really close. Even though I'd already had one orgasm in the shower barely half an hour before, I was ready again.

'Please do, cum for me and I'll cum for you.'

And I did.

My whole body shook and I could hear this disembodied groan, so loud in the normally quiet kitchen and I was trembling as I tried to type.

'OH FUCK! ... You've just made me cum!'

My reply was a mixture of caps and mixed typing but it conveyed the pleasure and relief I felt.

There was a delay while I sat up, retied my bathrobe and wiped my fingers on some kitchen towel before Adam's reply came back.

'God Louise, I've made a real mess, you're such a sexy lady.'

I found myself smiling imagining what I'd caused and feeling elated by Adam's compliment. I'd role played a couple of times with guys on lit but never had I masturbated and orgasmed.

'You had the same effect on me Adam, I think you'd better clean up.'

'I don't want to go," he replied, "I want to get to know you more, please can we talk again?'

I'd enjoyed the connection and wanted to connect again but I knew on lit that a lot of chat was only transitory.

'I'll be on again, about the same time tomorrow,' I said, I wasn't actually sure if I would be.

'Okay, I hope so, you're so sexy xx.'

I sent back an emoji showing a devils face and logged off. I felt quite strange as I went upstairs to get ready for the day ahead, my body was somehow alive I almost wanted to touch myself again. I didn't and the day was a busy one. That evening I couldn't help analysing why I'd gone into that consent non-consent room, I put it down to the feelings of risk I enjoyed, perhaps when my hormones were having a moment. I found myself reaching for my vibrator before I went to sleep and when I came I wondered when the last time was I'd had three orgasms in a day.

'Hello again Louise I didn't think I'd see you again.'

I'd logged on next morning in the hope of connecting again.

I sent a smiling emoji and went straight into flirt mode.

'???? how could I not want to see you again!'

There was a short delay before the question came back, 'Have you got time to play this morning?'

Again I flirted, 'Have you got your box of tissues handy?'

'Oh god Louise, you're such a tease!'

'Well if I were there we'd find out wouldn't we?' I replied.

'If only, I wouldn't let you go.'

'You mean you'd keep me prisoner?'

Suddenly the germ of a role play scenario was emerging.

'Hmmmm, you in my hotel room, having got you drunk, I might get really physical.'

'How?' I goaded.

'Well you say you like blindfolds on your profile, I'd dare you to let me blindfold you.'

'Haha, could I trust you?' It was the sort of genuine question with a real edge to it.'

'Of course, turn around.'

The role play had begun.

Adam described us both in his hotel room and how he had a small bathroom hand towel. Reaching around me, he tied it behind my head. I told him how that would probably make me giggle.

'You're quite drunk aren't you Louise?' He was whispering over my shoulder and his hands were cupping both my breasts from behind.

In the scenario that was developing I was still teasing him and I didn't stop him feeling me. He removed his hands and grabbed both mine pulling them back behind me quite roughly. I told him I hadn't objected until I felt the silk of one of his ties being wrapped around my wrists.

'Hey Adam! this wasn't part of my coming up here.' I pretended to object.

He then asked why I'd chosen to be online in that room.

'Then why are we chatting in this consent, non consent room then?"

I had no real reply to that and so the role playing began to evolve.

'Don't hurt me Adam... please.' I was well into it now.

He didn't answer except he described going back to feeling my breasts from behind and thrusting his body up against my hands so that I could feel how hard he was.

'Your teasing can get you into trouble young lady.'

I was guessing his voice had changed and I was suddenly being turned around and pushed backwards towards the bed. With a shove I overbalanced backwards onto the mattress.

'I didn't mean it to be like this,' I was telling him how I might have changed my mind as my legs were lifted up and my body twisted to lay lengthways on the bed.

And then I described him pushing his hands up my thighs. I would have made an effort to dress sexily for our 'date' so it would have been no surprise when I felt his fingers on the bare flesh above my stocking tops.

'No Adam, undo me, we can make love properly.' I was explaining how if it were real I might want to take my time.

It was meant to sound not too panicky, but of course this was all fantasy and I was really getting a taste for it.

I described how I heard him snort, and even though I couldn't see anything I sensed nothing would stop him. As soon as I felt him tugging down my panties I had became more acquiescent, however I wasn't prepared for him to thrust those panties into my mouth.

Adam could tell from my descriptions that I had a liking of forcefulness. I told him I could taste and smell myself on those panties but I was gagging from the surprise. They were tiny but he forced them to the back of my mouth. I felt really excited when I described how I heard first his belt buckle clink and then the sound of him unzipping himself. In my blindfolded state, I had to just let him do what he wanted.

Adam's occasional replies showed just how much he was enjoying my description and he kept telling me how hard he was.

'Ughhhhhhh,' was the only way I could explain how I felt when he entered me. I described how he began to thrust straightaway and how to my shame I was so incredibly wet. I told him it was perhaps two minutes of him pounding into me before he pulled the panties out of my mouth and yanked my blindfold off.

'Jesus Adam, slow down,' I described my gasping, looking up at his fixed stare above me.

I told him his breathing was coming in shorts gasps and I couldn't believe how aroused I'd become. I'd still got my wrists tied underneath me which raised my hips up against him. It was so intense telling him what might happen.

'LOUISE!' I heard him grunt and I felt him jerking inside me. With one deep thrust he held himself there up against me and it triggered me too.

'Oh fuck,' was me almost whispering as I felt myself shudder.

The descriptions were firing back and forth between us and our typing seemed to gain a rhythm just like the two of us fucking for real. Our role playing had reached the perfect peak and afterwards it was Adam that put it into words.

'That was like the real thing,' he said, 'almost!'

I was giggling in my kitchen and replied, 'I wonder if it could ever be like that!'

When his reply came back it made my heart miss a beat.

'Meet me and we can find out.'

Now this was a whole new ball game, I'd never considered ever meeting anyone off the internet. I knew he lived about a hundred miles away but it had never entered my mind.

'Stop it!' I said.

At the back of my mind my thoughts were whirring around 'what if he's not what he says.' I was all too familiar with guys pretending to be women, or being a very different age to their profile.

'You told me you were a risk taker,' he goaded me.

'Yes, but meeting someone off the internet is pushing it.'

'Ok, tell you what, speak to me on the phone, if I'm not what you think I am you can block me.'

I was flummoxed, that sounded reasonable, logical and I found myself saying 'yes.'

He replied, 'Okay, here's my number, let's talk this evening, with no pressure, you can even hide your number. 07********6.'

I bit my lip, 'I'm not sure but I will definitely phone, 8.30pm? Is that okay?'

'Great,' he sounded excited, 'we'll talk then... wow I'm so glad.'

As we signed off I was excited too, in fact my pussy was in a state of high alert and I found myself sliding my fingers down my leggings to see how damp I was. I resisted reacting too much and for the rest of the day I couldn't think straight.

I'd had two glasses of Malbec and went upstairs to my bedroom before picking up my phone at precisely 8.28pm. I'd stored Adam's number and I took a deep breath before making that last step.

It only rang a couple of times before a very confident voice said, "Hello Louise."

"How did you know it was me?"

I must have giggled a bit because Adam replied, "I have that second sight, but you did say 8.30 and it's exactly that. How are you?"

"Nervous," I said but already I was enjoying his Yorkshire accent and his slice of humour.

"Don't be. I do realise you're not in the habit of doing this, speaking to a stranger from online?"

"No I'm not, and we have been quite 'personal' in that chat room."

It was Adam's turn to chuckle.

"It's been fun though, I really have enjoyed our connection."

"I have too, but I do feel a bit embarrassed talking about it in reality."

"Yes I know what you mean, but you have the knack of doing things to me that are quite exciting!"

"I could say the same," I replied with no shame, his voice raising my expectations all the while.

He reinforced his thoughts by saying, "In fact you're making me so hard right now."

I hesitated, not knowing quite how to reply but found myself carried along on his tide of erotic thought.

"I think you need to take a cold shower," I joked.

"I think I need a young lady to ease my tensions," he came back with a hint of humour in his voice.

I was tempted to be even more daring.

"And if there were and her fingers were being very adventurous?"

"Oh god Louise, you're teasing me again, take pity!"

"Just imagine my fingers," I insisted.

I couldn't believe that I was saying that.

"Louise you're so bad... I'm stroking myself here... I'm as bad a man myself."

"Then let me hear you cum," I continued being carried along.

I found myself blushing as I spoke and realised my own arousal was giving me the courage.

"Really... you don't mind?"

"Go on... do it for me... let me hear you."

There were no words of reply, a long pause before a building crescendo of groans and loud breathing, becoming more intermittent and finally an excited cry of, " I'm gonna cum," a pause then a grunting sound and him gasping, "God I'm cumming."

It sounded so exciting and it was me that had made it happen, that was the most arousing part.

I heard Adam's breathing slow so I asked, "Are you okay Adam?"

"Jesus Louise... yes... oh god that felt so good."

"I bet you've made a mess," I observed at which point I couldn't help laughing.

"Yes I have," and then he must have realised, "but you haven't cum."

"No, but I'm certainly on my way, I'll cum later in bed."

I must have sounded matter of fact and was not totally surprised when Adam said, "Let me hear you cum now."

There was a hesitation before he added, "Go on... please... you know you want to."

And I did want to, I could feel how damp I was.

"Just wait," I whispered.

I leant over and opened the drawer of my bedside table. Taking out my vibrator, my heart was beating out of my chest.

When I turned it on Adam knew exactly what was happening.

"Oh Louise, I so wish I was there... you're so bloody exciting... such a temptation... go on, do it... for me!"

And I did. I lay back, putting my phone on speaker and resting it on my stomach as I lay back on the pillows. I was wearing a skirt and I quickly pulled off my panties pressing the vibrator between my pussy lips and then into my very moist vagina.

I must have gasped because I heard Adam say something which was indistinguishable and then I was metaphorically gone. The vibrator always brought me off quicker than my fingers and I was on the edge anyway. It didn't take long.

"Oh god Adam, you made me do this!"

"I know," he replied and his voice sounded triumphant.

I began to gasp and breathe in short bursts, every now and then holding my breath as the urge to cum became ever closer. When the dam burst I found myself crying out and my body pitched so much the phone almost fell on the floor.

"Oh god... oh god... oh god Adam," I was out of breath and trying to calm myself. I let the very wet vibrator go and sat up.

"Adam, that was so bad of me, but wow, it felt wonderful."

"I like you being bad... thank you... we've both shared something now."

There was a moment of quiet as we both appreciated what had happened and it was me that spoke first.

"I've never done that before, is that phone sex, I suppose it is?"

"Indeed it is," Adam was briefly silent and then said something that took me aback.

"Now we need to do it for real!"

My hesitation told him something.

"You're not sure?"

"No," I was thinking fast, "no I've always been wary of meeting people from the internet. I had a friend who had a very bad experience."

"Well how about just meeting for coffee, neutral ground? I'll drive to near you."

'You'd drive a hundred miles just for a coffee?" I was flattered and laughed out loud.

"Yes I would, but I'm not pressurising you, think about it and if you want to chat about it we can. Anyway you might just disappear after tonight, you've hidden your number, you might never ever phone me again!"

I chuckled, "Yes I could disappear but I won't, we'll talk online tomorrow, I'm going to go now, it's been very intense tonight."

Adam agreed and quite politely said goodnight. I was left lying on the bed next to my discarded panties and a glistening vibrator.

I awoke next morning and immediately the memory came flooding back. It had been something new, it had been exciting, arousing, and Adam seemed a really okay guy. I showered and had a busy day to fulfil so it was late in the afternoon that I got that itch to talk to him again. I'd made a big decision, I was going to meet him.

I found him in the consent non consent room once again. Two guys sent

PMs to me which I ignored before he replied to my message.

'Hello Louise my sexy lady!' It felt a bit over the top but I replied in understated terms.

'Steady on, I'm only dressed in jeans and a sweatshirt, hardly sexy,' I replied.

'Do you want to chat here or shall we chat on the phone?'

I was half expecting that.

'I'll phone you on one condition.'

'What's that?'

'We don't end up like yesterday, we talk sensibly.'

"I can't be sensible with you Louise," he added, 'but I'll try.'

'Hmmm,' was my dubious response but actually I felt the same,' okay.. give me a minute.'

I found myself going upstairs to my bedroom, telling myself that I wasn't going to have phone sex again.

"Hello, it's me," I said, having phoned anonymously again.

"Still don't trust me?" Adam's voice had that sarcastic note.

"Should I? You hang out in the non consent room, I have to remind myself of that."

"Yes... it's just my little kink, I'm quite safe in real life."

I sounded doubtful, and jokingly said, "I imagine you have a dungeon in your house where you take unsuspecting women like me!"

That made him laugh, "Not a dungeon but I have my cupboard full of appropriate implements."

To humour him I replied, "That's your tool cupboard is it, do you do woodwork?"

He ignored that and got to the question I suspected he'd ask.

"So are you going to have coffee with me?"

"You're very insistent."

I was delaying my reply but continued, "And I can't believe you'd drive all that way just for a coffee."

"If it means I get to see you then I will, I haven't stopped thinking about you today."

I drew breath, "You might be a really ugly old man with a chainsaw," I countered.

"Well I can't really have a chainsaw shoved down my trousers in a Starbucks!" and he added, "do you want me to send you a photo?"

That seemed like a good idea, I certainly wasn't going to meet someone who looked pervy or creepy even though we'd both described ourselves to each other.

"Okay, send me one by email, then I can see if you look human! If I like you I'll send you mine!"

I had an occasional second email address other than my personal one and I told him what it was.

The photo arrived within a minute and I was pleasantly surprised. Adam was pictured standing outside a restaurant. It was difficult to tell where it was in the world but he was obviously tall, slim, greyish hair and with what I thought was a kind face.

I'd remained fairly quiet while this was going on and when I indicated that I thought he looked an 'attractive' guy he simply asked, "can I see you now?"

I didn't hesitate, I had a couple of photos that I shared with people, a recent one of me sitting in a pub looking suitably at ease with a glass of wine and wearing a floral dress that showed a bit of cleavage. It was when my blonde hair was longer but I looked pretty good.

"Wow Louise, you look gorgeous, I hope you don't think I'm punching above my weight?"

I'd heard that expression before and I hated it and I told him so.

"I know damned well you're not, and I'm sure that you've had many women more attractive than me."

"Had many women! That's giving me lots of credit Louise, at the moment you're the only woman on my mind."

I smiled a private smile.

"So would you be seen in Starbucks with me?" he knew I was close to acquiescing.

"As long as you're paying," I teased.

"A deal. So when can I make that date, I'm not working for the rest of this week, what are you doing?"

I was quite excited now and it was fortunate I could change things around.

"I'm okay for the next few days, whatever suits you."

"No time like the present, how about tomorrow afternoon?"

That took me a little by surprise but I agreed.

"Okay, there's a Starbucks in town just off the main town hall square, it's next to the Marriott hotel. What time suits you? If you're driving all that way I don't want to stress you out?"

"How about three thirty, I can text you if I'm gonna be late. I'll probably stop over so if you're happy to I'd love to treat you to dinner?"

I must have sounded cautious, "Alright we'll see, let's take it one step at a time."

I could hear the relief, "I'm so pleased Louise, I have good feelings about you."

"Hmmm," I replied again with caution, "don't get ahead of yourself."

"No... sorry I won't, apologies, I'll calm down."

When he said that I realised I was far from calm myself. My palms were sweaty and my heart was beating much faster. When Adam suggested we pick up where we'd left off the day before I made an excuse. I needed a breathing space, time to contemplate what we'd arranged.

"I've got work commitments now, some paperwork that needs doing before tomorrow. If anything happens before we meet let me know by email."

"Yes, of course Louise, sorry I'm pushing again, I'll see you in that Starbucks at three thirty, I can't wait!"

I chuckled and told him he'd have to and eventually we hung up. It was all set and I still wondered if I'd done the right thing.

I didn't sleep well, however I slept in and when I did surface I made a few phone calls to tell everyone I wouldn't be around that day. Against any doubts that I had, I found myself in the shower preparing for my 'date.' It took several hours of shaving, shampooing and selection of clothing before I had a sandwich lunch.

There was only one thought on my mind, Adam, but I was sensible enough to give Linda next door a ring to tell her what I'd done and where I was going. She seemed to be as excited as me.

"Be careful Louise, if you want you can text me and I'll be there in a shot."

I told her I thought it'd be fine but thanked her for being my back up.

The next hour I spent getting dressed and doing my make up. I think I probably went over the top and thought I'd stick out like a sore thumb glammed up in Starbucks in the middle of the afternoon. However I was half expecting to be treated to dinner so I needed to look good.

I wore a matching pale black bra and the briefest of panties along with a black suspender belt and black stockings. It was the quintessential man's dream. The dress was tailored, slim fitting, and navy blue, that I knew clung around my rear and showed the best of me. It was above the knee, just, and had a neckline that showed the beginnings of a cleavage. My big decision were my heels. Red I knew would be far too obvious so I plumped for some plain black patent heels that were reasonably comfortable. I wore a subtle navy blazer to complete the outfit. It all felt a bit reminiscent of a hooker, but a classy one.

The taxi dropped me right outside Starbucks and I walked straight inside looking around as I went to the counter. There were a couple of people in front of me so I stood and waited until suddenly I heard a voice behind me and knew that it was Adam.

"I'd recognise that blonde hair anywhere."

I turned and was met with a broad smile and a guy who was equal height to me even on my four inch heels. Before I'd said anything he'd pulled me by the shoulders to kiss me on the cheek.

"My god you look even more gorgeous," he said it quite loudly and the two young girls in front of me giggled and started whispering together.

"Hello, that's good timing," I said, "shall I get you a coffee?"

Adam scolded me, "No... I'll get them... look I've got that sofa over there, that's my leather jacket on it, can you see, go and sit down. What shall I get you?"

I asked him for a cappuccino and made my way to the leather Chesterfield. It was low and I had to be careful sitting down not to let my dress ride up too much. When he joined me he set the coffees down and flopped onto the other end of the sofa.

Half turning he stared with a broad smile and repeated, "You do look gorgeous, that photo didn't do you justice!"

It was clear I was beyond his expectations and I also thought that he was better than his image although I didn't tell him so.

"Stop it, don't be silly," I pulled a face, and then I added, "I don't look too tarty do I?"

He looked aghast and was obviously searching for the right words.

"Just don't answer that!" I laughed, holding up one hand.

The thought was flashing through my mind that I'd had fantasy sex with this guy and wondered what the real thing would be like, my conscience made me tell myself not to be such a slut.

"So we finally meet for real, I didn't think we would, I thought you'd chicken out," he said.

"I didn't think so either. I never meet people online and you lived so far away."

"What made you give in?" he was looking at me intently.

I thought for a moment and explained, "I'm not sure, I guess I've enjoyed the banter between us and I'm a bit of a dare devil, so here I am."

I chuckled and uncrossed my legs before crossing them again.

Adam looked down at the shape of my thighs under the fabric of my dress. He didn't say anything but I knew what he was thinking.

"I enjoyed it too. We both know that site is a bit of fun when we need it, I had no intention of trying to pick anyone up."

"You've picked me up!" I smiled.

"Yes but you were a challenge, remember the room we were in, I forced you to meet me!"

We both giggled then and he leaned forward and gently gripped my arm, "If I'd captured you I would keep you in my dungeon forever."

I pretended to look startled.

"You have a dungeon? Is it cold and damp and soundproofed and are there the bones of previous women you've devoured?"

The quite respectable older couple at the next table must have overheard part of that because they glanced over with disgusted looks.

Adam chuckled again. "I've been known to take bites out of willing flesh!"

We were back bantering again, it was quite easy to slip into the repartee we had and I was becoming more relaxed by the minute.

"Hmmmm, you mentioned taking me for a meal, I hadn't realised I was actually the meal!"

He grinned and touched my arm again, "I'm sure you taste delicious Louise, but no the meal is my treat still."

That sent a shiver down my spine, the idea of being tasted.

I smiled and made an excuse to go to the 'ladies.' I had to hoist myself out of the Chesterfield by pushing on the arm at one end and trying to stand up. Adam jumped to his feet and pulled me upright holding me for a moment close up to him.

"Mmmm, what's that perfume Louise, it's very appealing."

He had leaned in almost to the point of pushing his face into my hair until he released his grip and I told him that it was Baccarat Rouge and that it was very very expensive!

When I returned he'd bought two more coffees and I made a point of sitting much closer to him, my legs at an angle and my knees almost touching his thighs. He obviously noticed and took it as a sign of my acquiescence. It was all part of the game we were playing on a first date.

"So you find blindfolds a turn on Louise?"

I was taken aback because the question came without any warning out of the blue. Fortunately the older couple at the next table had left but Adam could see I was slightly embarrassed.

"Sorry, that was a bit blunt but you do fascinate me. That's why I wondered why you chose that room we were in."

Now I was blushing bright red and he tried to backtrack.

"Ignore that, I'm being very clumsy," he added.

"It's okay, really there's no need to apologise. We have been very open in our conversations, you're entitled to ask those sort of questions."

As I answered my knee briefly touched his thigh and I leaned slightly forward to lower my voice, "I guess in everyday life I have to be assertive, I deal with lots of men so online, like with you, I enjoy being a bit more submissive. It's a bit of a dangerous combination, being submissive and also a dare devil."

I was smiling and Adam must have felt it was time to test the water.

He, in turn, leaned towards me and lowered his voice while at the same time placing his palm flat on my thigh halfway up, "I like that in you, I like it that you challenge yourself, go for the risky option."

He didn't remove his hand and when I replied, "I'm certainly taking the risky option today!"

I could almost hear him take a breath understanding the implication of what I was saying.

His fingers moved on my thigh just fractionally.

"You're wearing suspenders aren't you?"

His fingers had felt the clips on my stocking tops.

Delicately I took his hand and lifted it off while I whispered, "That's for later."

I saw him swallow deeply and actually he went a bit red in the face.

"God Louise you said you teased... but that's totally out of order!"

I sat back, giggled and picked up my coffee as he leaned back and looked at his watch.

"It's nearly five 'o clock, I need to check in at the hotel, I'm not going to suggest you come up to my room, but do you want to sit in the bar and have a glass of wine while I sort myself out?"

I reassured him that I knew he was pretty good in his seductive charms but he wasn't that good!

"Okay, but I'm not getting drunk before you even take me to dinner."

He stood up helping me up, then leaning forward jokingly to sniff my perfume again before guiding me out to the pavement. It was only a three minute walk to the Marriott and I held onto his arm as I clip clopped along on my heels. It all felt very first date ish.

He left me in the bar with a glass of Sauvignon and went to reception to check in. I saw him disappear down to the car park to get his case.

The bar was filling up with new guests that had checked in, and people who'd popped in for a drink on their way home from work. Of course I was sitting alone and looking quite conspicuous so I did what women do and played with my phone.

I'd just sent a text to Linda to say all was good when a guy I'd seen standing at the bar appeared beside me.

"Can I top you up, that glass looks nearly empty?" he said.

He was a bit younger than me, maybe thirty, supremely confident and quite good looking.

"No thanks, I'm quite alright with this."

I looked away expecting him to give up on his effort to pick me up when he continued, "Are you staying here?"

He wasn't going away.

"Yes, I'm just waiting for my partner to check in."

I knew that would deter him and it did, but not before he'd piled more compliments on me.

"Lucky guy, I hope he appreciates you, maybe I'll see you in the bar later, you can introduce me, just say I'm a friend of a friend... oh... and I'm Josh by the way."

He chuckled a bit, smiled, and returned to the bar. I was flattered of course but it told me that I was looking pretty good.

"You alright," Adam asked on his return, "I had the dreadful thought you might not be here when I got back?"

I grinned and he too asked if I wanted a refill because he was going to the bar himself. I declined and watched him walk over to get his drink. I saw Josh look Adam up and down and he glanced back over at me, winking behind Adam's back. I thought 'the cocky sod.'

"Shall we eat in the hotel restaurant? I think it's fairly good, its chef has won some award or other."

I said yes however I told him I'd quite like to freshen up before we sat down to eat.

"You can use my room then, if you ignore the mess, here take the keycard, it's room 351." I said 'thanks' and took it, making my way to the lift.

Just as I pressed the button Josh magically appeared beside me.

"Going up?"

It made me jump and it felt terribly awkward as we both stepped into the lift.

"Which floor," he asked.

"Third," I replied, "are you following me?"

I was still nervous, feeling a bit indignant and not sure what to do.

"No, it's just coincidence we arrived at the lift at the same time, nice perfume by the way."

Thankfully the lift stopped so I was able to exit quickly. Just before the door closed Josh called out, "I'm in 422 if you can't sleep!"

I'd met some confident guys in my time but Josh took the biscuit.

It was only a few steps along the corridor to room 351. It wasn't a mess, it was a comfortable room, a huge bed, an armchair to one side in front of the window, a large tv and a very swish bathroom. It took me a little time to take off my dress have a quick splash and redo my make up before I got my dress back on and made my way downstairs.

"I thought about creeping back up and disturbing you," Adam smiled.

"Huh! I wouldn't have let you in."I replied.

He reached into his top pocket and waved another keycard in the air.

"See I can be trusted, I could easily have come in and ravished you."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah!" I yawned, "you reckon?"

My sarcasm was met with a grin, "Would you have struggled?"

"I might have, you see these," I raised my hand to show my bright red nails, "they can do a lot of damage!"

Adam showed mock horror and took my hand in his. He drew it up to his mouth, turned it over and placed a kiss in the centre of my palm. It made me shiver.

"Louise, we should go and eat and you can choose whatever you wish from the menu."

Still holding my hand he led me into the restaurant which had only just opened for evening service. We sat by the window which looked out on the square outside with people making their way home from work.

"Are you glad you came?" he added as the waiter pushed my chair in beneath me.

"Of course," I said, "I'm enjoying myself."

That clearly made Adam's night, he seemed to grow inches taller in his seat and grinned.

Quickly he changed the subject and we chose our first two courses. I had some smoked mackerel and then I had a pasta dish to follow. Adam had some pate and he had the sea bream. To accompany it we had some more Sauvignon.

Of course the alcohol had its effect and I began to tease Adam relentlessly. He enjoyed it and played the mock victim. At one point I let one shoe slide off and ran my stockinged foot up the inside of his calf. He tried to ignore it briefly until I got almost to his knee.

"You know you're playing with fire Louise don't you?"

I just smiled and finished off my wine. As Adam filled my glass again I replied, "So will you be taking your revenge for all my sarcasm?"

"You'll have to wait and see, but I've brought a box of tricks with me."

Adam saw my smile drift away.

"Adam! You know I trust you don't you?"

His stared at me and said, "Yes, but the games we played online were a preparation for tonight."

For a moment my mind was a bit confused, and I panicked a little thinking I might have made a wrong decision.

Immediately his severe expression changed again and his smile returned.

"It's okay, my box of tricks isn't big enough for a chainsaw and besides it's too noisy for a hotel room."

I whispered across the table, "Fuck, Adam, I'm never completely sure about you!"

The waiter came back with the menu for dessert. I chose a crème brûlée while Adam had some sorbet. He insisted on a cognac in the bar afterwards and as we sat in the ever increasingly noisy surroundings the sexual tension between us began to rise again.

"You know I'm drunk don't you, you sod," I grinned.

"Yes I do, it lowers your resistance doesn't it."

I didn't reply.

"The blindfold I have for you is pure silk, I hope it's comfortable."

The game had begun. I just raised my hand again with my nails pointing upwards and said nothing.

"Oh you can resist but not for long young lady."

I looked around to see who might be listening but it had become far too noisy for anyone to care.

It was when Adam drank the last of his cognac in one gulp that I knew we were ready to go. He helped me up again and this time I had to use his arm as support because my head was spinning.

We got to the lift and it opened as other guests exited. Adam almost pulled me inside and held me upright as he pressed button 3. He turned me to face him, holding me by the upper arms and stared into my eyes.

"Are you ready to play our game Louise?"

It was so weird, why did I think he'd done this before with others. My mind was playing tricks. Was he joking, was he playing a game, was I so completely stupid and was I about to be used and humiliated, not in some game or other, but for real.

The lift door opened before I could reply and Adam took my arm leading me to the door of 351. Once we were inside I heard him sigh as he stood beside the bed. He took off my blazer quite gently, smiling all the while. It occurred to me that we'd never properly kissed yet but that was forgotten as he placed my blazer over the back of the chair in front of the tv screen.

"Turn around," he almost whispered it and in a moment had reached into his travel bag and produced the black silk blindfold. In some random thought I knew it would match my lingerie. He placed it over my eyes and tied it securely behind my head bunching my hair up beneath it.

Thinking that he was performing our game in a fun way I was suddenly pushed forwards face down on the bed and in a flash he'd jumped astride my back and was grappling with my struggling arms to tie my wrists together with some leather strips.

It was then I began to protest.

"Come on Adam, please don't be so rough."

I expected him to acknowledge the fun side of it all but instead he replied, "I'll be as rough as I want."

That was the moment I shuddered. I shouted out, "Adam... FOR FUCK'S SAKE!"

I was fearing that he was some Jekyl and Hyde character. Before I could scream my head was pulled back and some sort of ball shoved between my teeth and into my mouth. It tasted of plastic and a strap was tied behind my neck holding it there.

I began gurgling, trying to make some sort of noise but it was useless. I was trying to breathe through my nose. Then with him pressing me into the bed I felt him unzip my dress all the way down. Using his immense strength he undid the tie around my wrists and dragged the dress down to my waist before retying my wrists.

At that point he pulled me back up from the bed and as I stood there my dress fell around my ankles.

"Mmmmmm... Louise you look perfect!"

I'd lost all orientation and the alcohol didn't help. I knew he was feasting his eyes on my body and enjoying his image of me. I'd stopped gurgling and although I was silent saliva was dribbling down my chin and I felt it dropping onto my breasts.

Adam undid my bra and it fell away. Exposed I felt his hands feeling my breasts and his fingers stroking my nipples. I couldn't stop them hardening as much as I mentally tried.

He grabbed my shoulders and I was then being pushed back on the bed. As he shifted my legs round lengthwise he dragged my panties down my thighs. I could hear him breathing much faster and the fear I was feeling was building.

"Is this how we played online?" he asked knowing I couldn't reply. I nodded my head anyway.

"Do you want to go on?"

I felt myself start to cry beneath my blindfold and my sobbing was clear. I shook my head vigorously.

And then everything changed again. He sat down on the bed beside me, whispering close to my face, "It's okay, I wondered how far you'd go Louise, I'm not that cruel, I'm going to undo you now, please don't be angry."

I wasn't really angry, okay I was, very angry, but I had such a sense of relief as he took the ball gag off and then undid my wrists, and eventually my blindfold. It was like I'd been reprieved from a fate worse than death.

"You fucking bastard."

My anger had come to the surface as I wiped my mouth and blinked my eyes. I was also angry with myself about being taken in by him even though he'd relented. It had all seemed very real.

When I finally focussed I realised I was sitting there on the bed with my breasts exposed, my pussy exposed and looking like a bit of a slut in stockings and suspenders.

"I'm sorry Louise, I pushed you too far, I'm so, so sorry."

The reality of the whole week had struck home. From the moment I'd entered the consent, non consent chat room I'd entered a whole new world of kink. I only had myself to blame.

My heartbeat had gradually slowed, my cold sweat had eased, my breathing levelled out.

"You're still a bastard," I replied, "I thought I was going to die!"

"I really am sorry," he kept saying it as he looked down, not making eye contact.

It was a bizarre situation and I just flopped back on the bed and threw my arms in the air with relief.

"Jesus Adam, I'm never meeting anyone from online again, I should have trusted my instincts."

He looked up and I could see the genuine remorse on his face. The room became silent for several seconds before I once again became aware of my nakedness.

"When you were masturbating online with me is this what you imagined?" I gestured to myself lying on the bed.

There was a sad smile on his face.

"Yes," he said quietly.

"Turn your back, turn round," I told him and I reached for the black silk blindfold discarded on the foot of the bed.

Reaching round I tied it on his head.

"Shall we continue the game?" I asked.

"What do you mean?" Adam replied, puzzled now.

I stood up, he stood up and I spoke quite slowly and quietly.

"Just wait and see, we're gonna use the time we have left, or should I say I'm gonna use the time we have left."

Now I'd become a different person. The anger was still inside me. Slowly I unbuttoned Adam's shirt and dragged my finger nails down his chest and my finger tips up and over his nipples. He started to enjoy that but had no idea of something rapidly formulating in my mind.

I slipped his shirt from his shoulders and it fell to the floor.

"Turn around," I said it softly and as seductively as I could. As soon as he felt me grabbing his wrists he understood what was going on.

"Do you think this is a good idea Louise... I mean we should be doing other things now."

"I am doing other things... now come on Adam don't you trust me? I trusted you!"

As I pulled the ties really tightly he sort of protested again.

"I want you properly," he still wasn't sure about me.

"You mean you want to fuck me? That's rich, we haven't even kissed yet!"

When I'd finished tying his wrists I turned him to face me. My imagination was cruising now. I leaned towards him so that he could feel my breath on his face and as I did so I unbuckled his belt.

"Oh... Louise." he said it almost under his breath.

Then I kissed him just for a few seconds, too quickly for him to react.

As I took my lips away he leaned forward, in his darkness, trying to find them again.

"That was just a taste," I muttered as I tugged his zip down between us. My hand couldn't help brushing against his erection. He was already stiff and wanting me.

I stepped back pulling his trousers and boxers right down to his ankles releasing his cock which sprang out towards me. I smiled to myself and told him to 'sit back' on the bed and once he'd done that I pulled off his shoes, socks and finally his trousers and boxers. He was naked.

"Get round on the bed and lie on your back."

He pulled his feet up but then suggested I undo his wrists, "Louise, undo these, it's bloody uncomfortable."

"Now you know how I felt," I said without sympathy.

I looked down at his naked body, his cock which actually looked very tempting, was laid back on his belly.

"The roles are reversed!" I said triumphantly. It was a statement of fact.

"Yes," he replied in a very uncertain tone.

I think to his surprise and probably excitement I got onto the bed and straddled his chest, kneeling either side of him so that my pussy was just below his chin.

He muttered in just a little more relaxed way, "Oh Louise."

I laughed a rather sarcastic laugh.

"Oh Louise." I mimicked his voice, "now we'll see how well you cope."

"What do you mean?" he was struggling to understand, "just undo me and we can make love."

I chuckled out loud, "We'll see," and as I said that I lifted my hips up and edged forward a bit so that my pussy was just a few inches above his face.

"Can you smell my perfume now Adam? This is the really expensive one!"

Of course he could smell my pussy and he tried lifting his head up, but not close enough.

"You're such a fucking tease," he muttered.

I lowered myself back down on his chest enough to run my fingers over his nipples and scrape my nails back and forth.

"Oh fuck!" he sounded quite excited.

"You like being teased?" I asked, pinching one of his nipples hard.

"OWWWOWWW," he yelled this time without agreeing or disagreeing.

"Now let's see... how much teasing can you take?"

I relaxed my full weight on him and licked a couple of fingers on my right hand. I tucked them underneath myself, sliding them into my semi damp pussy. This meant my knuckles were rubbing against his chest as I began to slide them in and out, occasionally pulling them up and over my clit.

"Mmmmm... that feels nice... can you hear how wet I am Adam?"

I deliberately made that slightly squelching sound that women make when they become very aroused.

"Oh please Louise, untie me so that I can do that."

I laughed again and took my fingers and traced them around his mouth, along his upper lip and just above his chin. My juices dampened his skin and tortured his senses even more.

"I haven't finished with you yet," I said and lifted myself up and off him. He went to try to roll over so I reversed my position and this time sat astride his chest facing his feet. I could now look down at his erect cock.

"You're quite hard still, do you want to cum?" I said cheekily.

"Fuck Louise, I want you so bad."

Adam was now wondering how long this was going on for.

"Please can we stop messing about and can you untie me?"

"Messing about?... is that what you call it, I haven't even started yet."

I leaned forward directly above him and let a huge mouthful of saliva hang down from my mouth and dribble onto his cock. It must have felt warm and wet.

"God... what are you doing?"

"Teasing... just teasing," I giggled as I leaned even closer and blew a lungful of air over his gooey cock. This time it felt cool and I could tell he was still trying to think where this was going.

Adam's travel bag was on the floor beside the bed. I wondered what he had brought besides the blindfold, the leather ties and the ball gag. I reached down and grabbed the straps, pulling it up beside me.

Adam could sense what I was doing and preempted me.

"Don't look in there Louise... please don't."

I was glad I did because I found some things that made me shudder a bit. Besides a whole load of ties there were handcuffs, a studded collar, a short riding crop and various things I knew were butt plugs.

"Fucking hell," I muttered, "you were gonna use all these on me?"

"No... NO... I just brought them along for fun."

"Hmmmm, I don't think I believe you."

I was quite shocked yet quietly aroused by the idea of being used with those. If only I could have trusted him.

"I'm sorry, you weren't meant to look in there."

"Clearly I wasn't, but we won't waste them all," my brain was fermenting all sorts of thoughts, some very evil.

I took the riding crop and flicked it across the head of his cock.

"OW!" he exclaimed, "fuck, that hurt."

"I bet," I retorted as it did it twice more.

"OUCH... FUCK!"

I giggled but put the crop back in the bag.

"So how sorry are you now Adam, how much teasing can you take, do you want me to make you cum?"

"Oh please, just untie me... give me a chance and I'll do my best to pleasure you, this has all gone wrong."

"It has hasn't it... very wrong... and I still haven't had that satisfaction. I'm not entirely sure I can trust you if I release you."

"You can... you can!" he insisted.

"I could leave you here and find someone who would fuck me properly."

Adam remained strangely silent.

"You don't reckon I could?"

"I'm sure you could," he muttered.

I reached into the bag and pulled out the studded collar. I spun around to face Adam's head again.

"Shall we put this on?

Immediately he felt what it was. He didn't seem to object, I think he was becoming so exhausted with the weight of me on top of him. He had no idea about the thoughts in my head that were becoming a huge dare in my mind.

It took a few moments to buckle the collar on and it had a short chain of about two feet.

"Are you ready to finish the game?" I posed the question but I knew it was nowhere at an end.

"Yes... yes ... anything... please!"

I stood up off the bed and tugged slightly on the collar, "Get up... you're my personal stud now."

The slightly flattering term seemed to make him comply and he must have thought it was all coming to an end. I led him carefully around the end of the bed to the armchair beside the window.

"Sit down," I placed my hand on his chest and pushed him gently backwards into the seat. His erection had dwindled a bit but his cock was still coated in my spittle.

"Can you undo my bloody hands," he pleaded and now was becoming impatient. He could have chosen that moment to try to overpower me in some way. The blindfold made my advantage over him more than adequate and I realised a wonderful opportunity to keep my advantage when I looked at the window behind him. I took the chain from the collar and hooked one of the links around the window handle. If I flicked the handle upwards it held the chain tight on Adam's collar, pulling his head back in the chair so that he couldn't move forwards or backwards.

"Louise... oh god... you're gonna choke me."

I hadn't finished, I was determined to have him trussed up tight. I took more ties from his bag and trying to avoid him kicking out I grabbed one foot and tied his ankle to the chair leg. He'd given up resisting by now and was actually gasping a bit from his collar when I tied the other leg. I stood up and looked at him with great satisfaction.

"You're not going anywhere now are you?" I whispered in his ear and placed a long soft kiss on his bare shoulder.

"Don't struggle," I continued and thought about my next step. When I put my knees on the seat either side of him and sat astride his lap I took his cock in my fingers making him groan.

"Please!"

"Please what?" I asked. He could feel my fingers sliding up and down his erection lubricated by my saliva, he could also feel the fabric of my stockings against the flesh of his thighs.

"Please don't... stop... please let me go and we can go to bed together."

"This argument has been going backwards and forwards hasn't it?" I was stating the obvious, "Can I trust you, can't I trust you... I wonder if I can."

I stopped rubbing his cock, it was now glistening and very hard just inches from my pussy. If I'd wanted to, all I needed was to slide forwards on his thighs and impale myself on it. It was so tempting.

"Can you feel how close I am to fucking you?" I whispered, "All I have to do is move a bit further?"

"Yes, but let's do it in bed can we?" He must have felt so little sympathy from me.

"Now there's a thing, shall I tell you a little tale?"

"What?" he sounded so tired.

"I was chatted up tonight... in the bar. A guy called Josh tried to pick me up, it was while you were up here."

Adam remained silent and then said, "So?"

"So," I began, " so I might go and find him and fuck him while you're stuck here!"

The sudden realisation of that happening made him jolt. "Oh Jesus Louise, don't leave me here like this... please Louise."

"So you don't mind me fucking someone else, you just don't want to be left alone?"

"No... NO!... I mean I want both, sorry I mean I want to get out of this and I want to make it up with you."

I stood up again and went to put on my bra and dress. He heard me zipping up my dress and pleaded again.

"Wait Louise... don't... please don't go."

His voice sounded even more tired, exhausted, and now humiliated. As a final flourish I went over and stood beside the armchair. I rubbed one hip up against his shoulder and put one stockinged foot on his thigh.

'Guess what I'm doing Adam," I said, "getting my pussy ready to be fucked!"

My fingers were making that slurping sound again, I made a mock sigh and a groan and then put my wet fingers in his mouth.

"That's the taste Adam, that's the taste of my pussy. Now be a good boy, I'm hoping I won't be long."

My heart was beating so rapidly I felt dizzy from both that whole episode and the alcohol from earlier. I slipped on my heels and smoothed my dress, picking up my small handbag I took the keycard on the way out.

Out on the corridor it all seemed more real. I knew I could probably be arrested for what I was doing to Adam, but I reasoned it was six of one and half a dozen of the other. I was feeling so horny I couldn't reason with myself. I'd almost become another version of myself, it was how I'd felt before I'd had my gangbang.

I made my way to the lift and when I stepped in and saw my reflection in the mirrored wall I realised how disheveled my hair was. I quickly got a hair bobble out of my bag and put it into a pony tail. My make up had run so when I exited the lift I went into the ladies room opposite.

It took a few minutes to make myself look half respectable, my dress wasn't too crumpled and my stockings looked okay. I got an extra thrill from knowing I'd left my panties in the room.

The bar was still crowded, it was past midnight but there had been a conference going on and a lot of the delegates were getting plastered.

"Hello... what a surprise... your partner couldn't stand the pace? What brings you here alone?"

There was Josh beside me beaming, but looking around to see where Adam was.

"I needed a nightcap," I replied and went into flirty mode, "Adam's decided to stay upstairs."

"He must trust you!"

Josh looked into my eyes and whispered, "I'm not sure I would, what's your name?"

I giggled and replied, "Louise," and when he asked me what I would like to drink he ushered me towards a sofa in the corner. He was back within a very few minutes.

"The waiter's bringing the drinks," he hesitated for the first time, "so how long have I got you for Louise?"

He sat down very close to me so that our thighs were touching. I didn't draw away.

"As long as I want," was my reply.

"Ohhhh, so you're the boss!"

"I am tonight, very much so."

The innuendos had begun and Josh was certainly intrigued and ready to match mine.

"You order him around a lot? When we spoke earlier I told you he was a lucky guy but I'm not so sure, you might be a very strict woman."

As the waiter brought the drinks and put them on the table in front of us Josh picked up the glass, leaning forward to hand it to me. It had the effect of bringing his knee firmly against my thigh. I took the drink and deliberately pushed back.

"I have my methods, he does what he's told."

"My god... now you're scary!"

He was smiling and when I replied, I put my hand gently on his thigh.

"I can be."

Josh looked down at my hand and decided to go for broke.

"Do you want to take these drinks to my room?"

I slid my hand slowly further up his leg and leaned in so that he could get the impact of my perfume.

"Do you want to take them to my room?"

The expression on his face was a picture. A furrowed brow, a slightly shocked face and an almost silent gasp.

"But your Adam is up there?"

"Yes he is," I adopted my mischievous look and waited for him to react further.

"You mean you want a threesome?"

Josh's obvious excitement at this suggestion became clear so when I said, "No," he looked even more puzzled.

"I want you to fuck me in front of him."

I think he almost choked and sat back for a moment stuck for words.

I went a step further, I slid my hand straight up and placed it on his crotch.

"Are you shocked?"

"Yes... Christ yes!... is this something you do, there's a name for this isn't there?"

"Yes, I can't remember it but it's something on my bucket list."

Josh looked around to see if anyone was watching us as I massaged him feeling for a reaction.

"So he'll be watching us?"

"Not exactly."

I felt Josh's cock becoming harder.

"What do you mean not exactly?"

"Well he's rather tied up and blindfolded at the moment."

"Jesus... this sounds really weird... are you sure... I'm trying to understand this whole thing, is this some sort of scam?"

He was beginning to waiver and I needed to be drastic. I looked around the bar and most people were engrossed in their own conversations. I took my hand away from Josh's cock and gripped his fingers. Half turning and adjusting my body position I thrust his hand up under my dress and between my thighs.

The moment his fingertips touched my pussy he croaked, "Fuck Louise!"

He looked around hurriedly before briefly running his finger between my pussy lips, realising how wet I was, before withdrawing his arm.

"Tell me you're not serious?"

" I am, but you won't be stopping long, I just want you to fuck me and go."

The doubt was melting away and I could see the bulge in Josh's trousers.

"You're absolutely sure this is not a setup?"

He was looking at me intently, trying to read my thoughts.

"No, I promise, it's a scenario I've set up for him, you just ignore him, he won't see who you are, I just want to teach him a lesson."

Josh hesitated a moment, "Come on then, you lead on."

We both stood up and I took his arm on our way to the lift. As if to test my resolve he had his hand on my backside all the way, and when we got inside the lift he grabbed me, pulling me into a kiss.

In the few seconds it took to get to the third floor he had run his hands all over me and I could feel how hard he was. Stepping out of the lift there was an alcove next to the emergency stairs. He took me to one side, kissing my neck and whispering into my ear, "I hope to god you're not leading me on Louise, fuck you're such a sexy woman."

I felt his hand reach down and tug my dress up my leg, searching with his fingers for my pussy. He found it and I was so very wet. He slipped two fingers into me and rubbed upwards over my clit. He heard me moan, clinging onto him, my arms around his shoulders.

"Not here, in my room... let's get inside and you can have me," I moaned.

For good measure I reached down and gripped the shape of his cock beneath the fabric of his trousers.

I could tell he was enormously nervous as I opened the door with the keycard. I led the way inside and was relieved to see Adam still in the armchair, still tied up and blindfolded.

"Thank Christ Louise, I didn't think you were coming back, now can you undo me, I'm hurting so much."

Josh was wide eyed looking at Adam and his predicament. He was realising my story was for real.

"I've brought a friend back darling," I exaggerated the 'darling', "he's going to fuck me!"

There was an audible groan and Adam's shoulders seemed to slump. We both heard him mutter, "Oh fuck... you bitch!"

I turned to Josh and said, "Undo my dress, don't mind him, he'll probably enjoy it, just remember you're not here all night!"

Whatever Josh thought he wasn't going to reject me now. He turned me around and unzipped me all the way down, pulling the dress off and undoing my bra as well.

I faced him and put my arms around his neck and kissed him long and passionately, "Eat me," I whispered. I backed up and lay on the bed, spreading my thighs.

Josh fell on me with hunger in his eyes, he was kneeling on the floor beside the bed and thrust his face between my thighs. When he licked me I moaned out loud.

"Ohhhh God!"

I heard Adam say something like, "You absolute cow," but I was then in paradise, I could tell Josh was a master at oral sex.

I began to gasp and moan out loud as he brought me close to orgasm. I never took very long normally but I'd been on the very edge all evening. When he thrust his fingers into my pussy and curled them up inside I came."

I must have clamped my thighs on Josh's head, I knew he was loving it too. Then true to our plan I felt him struggling to unbuckle his belt and get his cock out. I didn't really see it but I felt it as he launched himself upwards onto the bed and between my legs.

"Oh yes ... go on... fuck me... yes oh yes!" I cried out for Adam's benefit.

Adam was clearly aware of the pounding I got. The mattress on the bed was sounding out those impact sounds of rhythmic fucking, I was panting with each thrust and Josh's hips were buffeting against my inner thighs. I thought he'd cum quickly but he kept going and going until I was so close to orgasm once more.

"Oh fuck, I'm gonna cum again... don't stop ... don't stop!" I cried.

I screamed out loud and Josh grunted as he jerked inside me, holding himself there until he'd finished cumming and until he'd caught his breath.

As he rolled off me his cock dragged a long dribble of semen across the stocking top on one leg. He whispered, "I'll go, and then, "thank you."

I watched him stand up, tuck his glistening cock back in his boxers, fix his trousers and leave.

As he opened the door Adam simply called out, "Fuck off!"

The door shut and I was still out of breath. I was lying on the bed, Josh's cum starting to ooze from my pussy. I lifted myself up and said to Adam, "Have I been too cruel?"

"You've been a fucking bitch, now undo me... please!"

I could see his exhaustion, however amazingly his cock was erect, what he'd just witnessed must have had an effect. I wiped my pussy with a tissue and went to release him. I undid the chain and took his collar off quickly followed by his blindfold.

I stood in front of him and tried to assess his mood.

"Is it safe to untie you? You're not gonna be violent? My best friend knows I'm here so if you murder me you'll spend your life in jail!"

It was meant to be sarcastic humour however I'd definitely gone over the top with what I'd done.

"It's okay, it's been a lesson for me, just untie me and we can talk." He sounded subdued.

I crouched down and untied his ankles, pulling him to his feet so I could untie his wrists. He had marks everywhere where he'd struggled and he was suddenly aware of his erection which had drooped a bit but was still evident.

He stumbled unsteadily to the bed and flopped down on it.

"Fuck Louise, I meant it when I said you were a bitch."

"I know... and I am... and I feel a bit of a slut."

"Not just a bit, who was that guy, how did you get him?"

"He was the one who chatted me up earlier, he was hanging around the bar."

"Well he's left his calling card."

Adam pointed to the stain on the top of my stocking. He grimaced, "C'est la vie," and then he struggled to get up muttering, "I need the loo."

I watched him awkwardly make his way to the bathroom. I heard him relieving himself and I began to feel guilty about the whole thing. He returned and I was lying on the bed, my head against a pillow. He sat down on the edge of the bed beside me.

"Did you plan all this?" he looked me in the eye.

I answered honestly,"No I didn't, how could I, it just developed, I kept getting ideas and getting carried away with everything."

He smiled, "I actually believe you, I don't think anyone could have planned that. I thought I was gonna have so much fun with you and it was you that had the fun!"

My reply said it all. "I always said I'd never meet anyone I chatted to online and I broke that promise to myself, I'm so, so sorry."

I reached over and stroked his bare shoulder and smoothed my finger over his neck where it was red from the collar. I heard him sigh and he lay down beside me.

"Do you think we can start again?" he sounded conciliatory.

"Let's see," I replied and my fingers found their way to his cock, taking the flaccid flesh and massaging it gently.

"Does that feel better," I asked and half sat up, leaning over and taking him in my mouth. This was me trying to redeem myself.

"Oh god Louise." His voice was weak.

I felt Adam's hand gently rest on the back of my head playing with my ponytail. His cock became firmer and firmer in my mouth and I'd decided that I wasn't going to stop until he'd cum, it was the least I could do to make up for the evening.

"Louise... Louise... Louise..." he kept moaning and saying my name as he regained his erection.

I slowly took him deep into the back of my mouth trying not to gag. I swirled my tongue around the head, and then the tip was flicking under the groove making him moan even louder.

On occasions I'd been able to control my gagging and I decided I'd push down further. I bobbed up and down, making a gurgling sound as my throat muscles relaxed.

I heard him say my name even more loudly when I pushed even more. My throat seemed to relax, seemed to open just a little bit more and I went down all the way until my face was against his abdomen.

I could only breathe for a few seconds before I lifted up. I gasped and went down on him again.

"FUCK... LOUISE... I'M GONNA CUM!"

I heard him and held myself down on him. Almost choking I felt him jerk, his cock seemingly swelling in my throat. I had to lift off and his spurting cock covered my face with long drools of semen. I took him back in my mouth sucking the head, taking every last drop he had.

He was groaning and stroking my hair when I lifted my head up and looked at him, spunk dripping from my chin.

He smiled a tired smile and a very satisfied one as I wiped my chin with the back of my hand. I whispered that I was going to the bathroom and I lifted myself up and went to tidy up. In the bathroom I took off my stockings and suspender belt and set about taking a shower. It felt delicious to be able to feel the cascading water.

Using the luxurious towels I dried myself and did the best with my hair before going back into the bedroom.

Adam had fallen fast asleep. I turned off all the lights except one of the wall lights. He was very much in a deep sleep and I felt it was time to draw this episode in my life to a close. I put on my bra and dress, along with my blazer, putting my stockings, suspender belt and panties in my blazer pocket.

It was two thirty when I let myself out of the room carrying my handbag and heels. I put those back on in the lift and when I walked out and across the reception area I avoided the scrutiny of the receptionist. She had seen this many times, a rather dishevelled woman leaving in the night from an assignation.

The Uber driver had seen it all before too, and by the time I got home I was ready for bed.

I did go online and look for Adam in various chatrooms but he never seemed to be online, a week later his profile had been deleted. I never received any emails and so I vowed not to meet anyone from online again.