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God Jeanie is pertinacious. Jennifer ca n't believe she let her convince her to even do this. Jennifer pulled up to
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The Abacus is known for a fabulous repast, Abacus is the flagship for epitomizing relaxed, fine dining. The eating place 's reputation is for signature card, all-embracing wine list and custom-crafted cocktails, plus a James Beard nomination for armed service. At Abacus, they cultivate an environment that revolves around people and their relationship to food. It's a culture of celebrating the uniqueness of component, client and staff—from the gentleman's gentleman, server, servers and chefs alike. Together, the experience transcends the average dining experience to truly noteworthy. In this second Jennifer is stunned. This is the fifth screen date Jeanie has set up for her in the last six weeks. How can she explicate that no affair how nice a guy is, she just not going to be interested ? The type of men she is interested in do n't go on subterfuge date. She certainly does not know a guy that can open this restaurant.

The hostess led her to a individual way near the binding where it is serenity and dimmer lighting suggesting that this sphere is for dates or VIP 's. She sat down across from me before bothering to count at me. In her psyche this is a hopeless even. She thought she knew exactly how this would go, pleasantly boring conversation, I 'd club a salad to show her dainty feminine elbow room, I would importune on paying, we 'd go home base and never speak to each other again. She is stunned as soon as she looks up into my look. She can tell something is different about me. There is a sort of amused patience etched into my face. My strikingly rugged aspect and expensive clothes, she noticed only after she studied my expression. There was something remarkably associate about the tight smile on his lip and the apprehension in his oculus. Then it struck her, she recognized her own face in mine. I also was dreading this escort ; as if I knew it would never crop between us ... there Is no hope. I spoke and broke her out of her moment of study, `` lav. You must be Jennifer. '' `` Yes, '' She smiled, `` Nice to foregather you. How are you ? '' `` Just amercement. '' Already an clumsy silence ... not a good sign for having a pleasant evening. She sighs a picayune preparing herself for a unpleasant dinner. `` How do you know Jeanie ? '' I tilted my head to the English, as if not fully understanding the interrogation, `` I 'm her acquaintance. Did she not narrate you about me ? ''

She flush embarrassed. `` She tried, but to be dependable you 're the one-fifth blind date she 's set me up with recently, so I may feature cut her off ... '' I smiled slightly, `` Jean can be persistent. She told me a lot about you. Let me tell you, you have high criteria to experience up to. '' She chuckled, how care Jeanie. She took a breath to go speech production again, but I cut her off. `` Listen, you seem like a nice young woman Jennifer, but we just are n't meant for each other. '' She blew out the air she had sucked in in a huff. What am I not pretty enough ? He does n't even recognize me. The confusedness and botheration of rejection is authorize on her face because I immediately tried to explain myself. `` It 's really not you. You seem genuinely very prissy. It 's me. I have some very particular oddities that well-nigh women can not stand even the mentation of. '' What on earth could he stand for ? I continue on, `` but that 's no reason for us not to induce a nice even together and maybe even become friends for jean 's rice beer. '' Jennifer narrowed her eyes at me, `` What kind of crotchet ? '' No breaker point in beating around the bush. I sat back in my seat and a little storm by her bluntness. I pause for a moment, considering whether or not to tell her something then just came right out and said it, `` intimate oddment. ''
Just then the waiter appeared from behind her articulatio humeri to take our drinking orders. I seen the waiter coming and shared my bit of info just then on role. To give her meter to summons.

But the joke is on me. She is no unknown to `` sexual peculiarity, '' in fact `` intimate peculiarity, '' were some of her favorite pastimes. She decided to run dumb and see if she could figure out exactly what I was into. She let her face brighten up, `` Oooh are you like the guy in 49 wraith of silver gray ? '' pretending to be a fan girl of the most recent raunchy sex novel. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes in exasperation. I 'm sure the inaccuracies and poor depiction of BDSM in that Koran drive me as mad as it drove her. She let a low smile weirdy across her rim while my eye were closed, but hid it again as soon as I opened them. `` Yes and no, Jennifer. Now, this is not information that I want shared. '' I paused for her agreement to observe my secret. She smiled excitedly, as if having found a hundred dollar bill, and nodded. `` Yes I am a prevalent like the character in that book, but that character is a horrible representation of what my sexual life style is about. I 'm sure as shooting that you 're not interested in hearing about my sex life the first metre we 're meeting over dinner party, I just wanted to explicate why I ca n't pursue you. The kind of sex I have is very especial and not for everyone. So I am hoping we can just have a pleasant evening and part as friends. ''

Jennifer is truly interest now. Not only is this subterfuge date somebody that Jeanie approved of, which meant that I was kind, compassionate, intelligent, wealthy and most likely a very ripe catch, I 'm also a sexual dominant allele. Hmmm what to do ... She did n't want to amount right out and say 'Hey that 's commodious become I 'm sexually submissive !'But she did want me to view her as having electric potential. She decided to recreate a trivial with me. As our conversation continued, we found that we had quite a bit in rough-cut. Jeanie actually got this set up correct. We genuinely laughed at each other 's jokes, found we watched the same TV appearance and got along very well. Throughout the night however, She keeps dropping little touch to keep me thinking of her submissively. She dropped her stare down to the table often, she leaned forward onto the table letting her hands rest in prayer office, when the waiter came to the mesa with our entrees I asked, `` You ordered the grill chicken right ? '' and she replied with a comical, `` Yes Sir ! '' She noticed my eye dart to her face then down as if embarrassed by a thought. She is a little tatty, very bigmouthed and most of all not submissive. And it worked out wonderfully. I 'm getting to know her, the daily vanilla side of her ... and she got to know my daily vanilla position as well. Jennifer is having the best time she has had in months. As dinner party is winding down the waiter came over and she instructed him to fetch us tell apart checks. I protested but she explained, `` If we are not really on a escort then there is no ground for you to pay for me. To be honorable it is a pet peeve of mine.

'' Even if we were really on a date I do n't like the mind of a man having to pay for dinner anyway. I ate, just like you did and this is not the 1950 's where cleaning woman did n't solve or did n't micturate enough money working. I get paid quite plenty to afford my own dinner. '' My face is thoughtful as I start to protest again, `` Yes, however ... '' but she cut me off again. `` It 's a petty sexist of me to wear that you should have to pay, and it 's a little sexist of you to take on that I ca n't or do n't require to pay. '' My hands went up in defeat, `` bazaar enough. I 'm glad dungaree set us up, I really think we could be great friends. '' On our way out to the parking lot I knew this was my end chance to advert that not all hope is lost between us. `` So you never asked me about mine. '' She said. I looked puzzled and asked, `` Your what exactly ? '' She grinned mischievously, `` My intimate oddities. Does n't everyone have at least some ? '' surprise crossed my face, `` Not many womanhood would want to talk about sex on the first-class honours degree engagement. '' `` We determined earlier that this is n't a date, '' She corrected me. `` Even so ... '' I trailed off. She shrugged her shoulder joint nonchalantly, `` I only mentioned it because our sexual queerness actually work quite well together. '' We are nearing her car and I asked, `` How do you intend ? '' `` Well, '' She started, `` I happen to savor being the slavish married person in relationship. '' I grabbed her berm and turned her back to her car, stepping close to her. `` Do n't lie to me now. Do you throw actual experience being submissive ? ''



'' Have you ever had sex with a man 30 two yr older then you ? '' `` Have you ever been fucked by a 9 '' long cock with the thickness of a coke can ? '' My cheek is just inches from hers and my center think of clientele. Her breath caught in her pharynx and she only just managed to whine out, `` no ... '' My optic are heated and yet cold and hard. I ask in a very level and controlled voice, `` Is that sort of relationship something you would be interested in trying with me ? '' My bluntness and close physical proximity is derailing her flirty and mischievous plan. She feels the heating system of my torso but I was n't quite touching her. She managed to whisper, `` yes ... '' again. Quick as lightening I grabbed her radiocarpal joint, firmly yet gently. I lowered my forehead until it almost is touching hers, my side ... my lips not quite touching hers, `` Yes, what ? '' I asked. She grinned and murmured, `` Yes Sir, '' tipping her font up for a buss. Instead I took a step away from her, allowing her to understand that her soundbox is leaning against the car. As she peeled her body away from the inhuman metallic element I instructed, `` Put your remnant in your car. '' She took a breath and squared her berm. The thrill of following monastic order hit her immediately as she unlocked her car and set her food on the passenger bum. I closed the door and pulled her away from her car toward a bar across the street. As we stepped off the kerb into the road I moved my hand to the small of her spine. Instantly she feels a change seminal fluid over her ; she stood straighter, her hips swayed more, her shoulders were back and her head is held high. Amazing the modification that one soupcon in the proper place could have. The bar is loud and fully of kids barely old enough to be there ... some may not have even been 21. This did not at all seem like my scene and it certainly was n't hers. We paused at the incoming as I scanned the room for seating. I lead her to the plunk for nook of the bar where there was a tiny Booth with only one side of seating and let her slide in.
'' Do you like red wine ? '' I asked still standing. She shook her oral sex no and answered with, `` Long Island Iced Tea is my drink. '' `` No. '' She said it so simply and confidently she did n't interrogate me. `` T. H. White wine ? '' I asked. `` White wine is better than red, '' She said. I disappeared from the table making my way up to the bar. I did n't slide in and around the crew like she would own, rather as the college students saw me approaching they made way for me. It is mesmerizing and extremely sexy to watch, students parting like the Red Sea around me. She is watching the bar tender look for wine nursing bottle and chuckling when someone plopped down succeeding to her. In the backbone recess of the bar it could n't own been by misapprehension. Jennifer glanced up at the clearly drunk fraternity boy and immediately backed as far away from him as she could in the booth. `` Hii tthere baby dame, '' his speech was slurred and he was clearly trying to get lucky tonight judging by the way he spoke mainly to my breasts. `` Hi, '' was her immediate response and overwhelming motive to be polite kicked in, `` How are you ? '' When she did n't get any form of reception beyond him staring at her white meat she asked, `` Are you lost ? Do you have protagonist here ? '' `` Friend ! '' he shouted raising the glass of beer in his mitt, clearly calling out to someone and not answering my question. Faintly across the bar she heard a group of masses respond with, `` Forever ! '' `` I have the friends, '' he said pointing over his shoulder. `` They bet me, '' twisting his hand to point at me, `` that I could n't see your boob, but I, '' he paused to take a recondite breather, `` know I can. ''

He breath stunk of sweet beer as he exhaled on me. Jennifer tried to stake further into the tiny booth. `` Sorry, '' She said, `` I 'm afraid your supporter are decent. '' He reached over with a beer still in his hand, `` No, see, if we just get this push out of here ... '' She grabbed at his bridge player to stop him just as she hears my reassuringly tempestuous voice, `` Hey ! '' I yelled, my voice made the frat boy jump and spillway beer down her top. As soon as frat boy saw me, he stood as upright as he could. `` Sorry man, did n't get laid this girl was claimed. '' He saluted me in a very bibulous way and started to crawfish toward his champion. I grabbed him by the leash of his shirt and said in a calm and dangerously quiet voice that carried over the interference of the bar, `` Do n't ever do that to a cleaning woman again. Do you empathise me ? '' The fraternity boy looked rightfully petrified and just nodded his head. I let him go gently and the boy practically ran away. She turned to her and asked, `` Are you fine ? '' She took a breath ; she had n't realized that she had been holding it. I exhaled quickly, `` Oh, him ? He 's harmless, I 've seen worse. '' She frantically started wiping the beer off her top, her adrenaline rush more that she knew logically was requirement. I slide into the Booth adjacent to her and with one handwriting held both of hers still. My other hand went to her face and held her cheek. Waiting until she looked up from the table to make eye contact with me, I asked, `` Are you ok ? '' She smiled weakly at me and nodded.

I kissed her synagogue sweetly. `` okey. '' I sounded reassured. `` egg white wine-colored, '' I announced as I slide a methamphetamine hydrochloride over to her. My glass is full-of-the-moon of scotch. This is dissimilar than the restaurant. I 'm unlike. Jennifer is different. We talked openly about what our limits and experiences were. Occasionally she would scan the bar looking for anyone that she knew or that she would care if they overheard our conversation, but the bunch stayed young and so-so to the couple sitting in the backwards corner. I asked her many questions and her reply were often, `` Yes Sir, '' or `` No Sir, '' until I ask her to expand on something. My soundbox speech and hers made it very clear to both of us that this conversation is different. I had her consummate and undivided attention. She sat back in the seat, her body feeling little and smaller the longer we talked. When she pulled out her purse to descend her tab I frowned at her. `` I 'll have none of your silly feminism ranting now. '' `` But I ... '' She started. I stopped her by simply raising my hand. `` I know that you are perfectly equal to and uncoerced to pay for yourself, and I respect that, '' I paused, `` put your money away. When we go out I am going to pay for matter. You will not sense hangdog about outlay as a lot as you want and you will not ask to pay again. ''

She pursed her lips, really wanting to protest but not wanting to push me before we even had a firm set of rules established. I saw the consternation on her face and said simply, `` I want to. I like to be a gentleman ... even if that 's a fiddling sexist. '' That got her to grin and nod. I mean what is a Dom/sub relationship if not a niggling male chauvinist ? We went to her shoes, her dead body is thin and toned. Her belly is flat and she fits into a size of it 6. All things considered, she is a stop. Embarrassed by my stares, she excuses herself from the living way to go to the kitchen. She reached into the closet for a coffee mugs and feels me press up against her. `` Do n't mind me. I 'm just here for the coffee, '' I teased, rubbing the beginning of my hard-on against her back. `` You 're disgusting, '' She whispered, she pushed back against me, shoving me away with her hips. `` Aw, '' I said, stepping back up behind her. Then I added, `` It 's about prison term you realized that I 'm in bidding here and break saying no. '' I slide my hand around her waist and dip my fingers beneath the elastic band of her chick. She just froze as I shoved a finger into her pussy. `` I 've been patient long enough, but my dick 's getting wet one way or another tonight. '' I pushed my finger in deep, curling it so the tip bumped up beside her g-spot, and stood there feel fucking her in the kitchen. My hard-on is still rubbing against her, getting larger every indorsement.

'' Mm. Did you wax your snatch just for me ? '' I ask, `` Makes you seem in penury of a lie with lesson. Do you ask someone to teach you how to make a man cum, Jennifer ? '' `` Please, just stop, '' She said again, pushing back against me. It only made me tough. I abandoned the coffee bean mug that I had clasped in my deal to reach beneath her blouse and cupped one of her white meat. I pinched her mammilla, I kneaded her breast. `` Yummy, '' I whispered into her ear before turning her toward me, unbuttoning her blouse and lowering my mouth to her breast. She reached up to push me away, but I would n't budge. `` Get off of me ! '' She cried. I mumbled something against her teat and held her tighter. Her skin tingling under my tongue. I licked and sucked her white meat, gently working one titty then the other chest. My hot mouth lapping at her pap, which had grown hard at the flick of my tongue.

Then my hand is firmly gripping her hair, whispering education in her ear. A secret just for her. `` You are mine for tonight. You will do exactly as I say. You will be a practiced girl and you will be rewarded for your obeisance. ''
Jennifer nodded just to feel the pull of her head against my hired hand. She feels her wetness seeping through her panties as she stood on rickety legs against the buffet. I grabbed her by the arm and led her back into the living room.
Fiercely, her eye met mine and did not stray as she undid her blouse, exposing the black lace and her full breasts. Her pulse is racing. `` livelihood going, Jennifer. You know the rules. '' So stern. So fucking sexy. A hip shimmy and the skirt fluttered to the floor. My eye widened at her bare twat, neatly trimmed just that day. She took a footprint forward, in her bra and stockings, making a apparent movement to get in. I held a mitt out in pause. `` Ah, ah. I said take it all off. You can hold the stockings and garter knock. They please me. '' In a terror, she fumbled with the bra clasp, unhooking it and pulling it away from her small breasts. She dropped it on the floor, `` A slight hasty, though you 're quite obedient nonetheless, are n't you ? '' `` Yes, sir. '' An unusual bit of pride welled in her chest. `` Bend over the couch. I told you, safe fille get rewarded. ''

Already, her nous is filling with quiet. No longer concerned with anxiety or mundane chore, I 'm filling her with composure, through instruction and her own pliant, uncoerced reply. A reaction, in this case, is to bend forward over a plush lounge, and stick her ass senior high school in the air. She gave it a little squirm for commodity measure. `` Tell me again what you want. '' She could barely remember what she said at the restaurant. `` I want to be dominated. '' I walked up behind her and ran my fingertips over the curve of her ass. She squirmed and her voice got huskier, quieter. `` I want - '' I spanked her once, hard. She bit her lip to keep from crying out in the endure piddling threads of desire she had to conserve control. `` I want to be claimed and - '' Another spank. Her voice quieter. Meeker. `` Owned. I want to be owned, sir. '' I cupped her pussy, sliding a finger's breadth between the lips. `` judgement by how much of a wet minuscule slut you are, I think there 's more that you want. '' She whimpered. `` Yes, sir. I want to do it. I want you to eff me. '' The last few conviction tumbled out in a needy rush. She hears me slip my belt out of my pants, and a zip from behind her. She jumped as I lightly trailed my mitt down her back. Without warning, I shoved my cock inside her and she moaned. I 'm big, bigger than she is used to, certainly. `` Owwwwww. '' The phone left her mouth as she flinched, feeling my hardness enter her deepest recesses. I filled every inch of her, satisfying that inscrutable ache she has had between her legs since the Nox began. She hears me mutter `` oh piece of tail '' as I begin to lunge into her slowly, giving her consistency time to lodge my generous girth.

Jennifer begged, she pleaded. `` please ... More ... More ... please ... Do n't stop ... ass me ... Please fuck me ... Please ... Oh god ... please. '' I slipped easily in and out of her, her wetness slick down her second joint, increasing my pace at her incoherent urging and my indigence. She reached between her branch and flicked her clit back and forth, getting closer and closer to orgasm as I slammed into her from rear. Forceful, deep driving force that pressed her thighs against the backrest of the couch, and bounced her nipple back and forth. I grabbed her hair roughly, arching her back towards me, saying `` You are mine. cum, occur for me. Be a undecomposed girl and come for me. '' In my masochistic bliss, all she can do is moan and smile. She tries to keep my step with her hips, pressing back against me at the mystifying dot of my hard virgule inside her, but lost out to my frenzied cycle and her digit on her clit. She tightens around me suddenly, crying out, lost to waves of pleasure, jerking her hips uncontrollably. I pull out, and with a moan, spill my hot white cum on her ass. Delicately, I rubbed it into her skin. I led her to lay down on the sofa, where I enveloped her in my arms, more tenderly than she honestly would have expected. I kissed her on the forehead and said with a smile `` I 'm not done with you yet. ``

Two hours later I caught her in the kitchen again, to her horror, her body begins to respond to my touch again. Her twat starting aching for my Brobdingnagian cock instead of my index fingerbreadth. I sensed it, I flipped her back around and plunge my hired man back into her pussy. Her slick succus dripped with each drive of my deal, which made it wanton to slip in a second finger and then a third. Her mind is screaming no, but her body has begun to melt again. I tease and rub her clit with my thumb while my fingers stroke inside her pussy. She feels heat start to feed through her and she tries to grab onto the rejoinder to brace herself. When I sensed that she is beginning to cum, I pull my fingers out of her slit and make her clit a tough exigency. She winces and whimper, but I slap my cunt soaked hand over her mouth. `` dungeon repose, '' I growled into her ear. I bent her over the tabulator and slip one's mind my finger into her lip. She sucks her fresh snatch succus off of each finger like I had sucked her breast. She ca n't believe how ruttish she has become again ! She lifted her ass up, humping me through our apparel. We stood there for a moment. I have one hand on her back, holding her against the sideboard top, and the former in her oral cavity. I rub my drape dick against her and she sucked my finger. Her body tingling and heated up again. No man has ever aroused her like I have tonight.

He really is going to do this again, she thought. She has never been fucked more then once during a nighttime. Her consistency is begging for my rock'n'roll knockout tool. After all, I had let go of her, but she had n't tried to get away. Still, her mind preserve screaming that this should n't be happening again. `` Do n't do this ... I have never been fucked twice in one dark. '' She pleaded between moans, still rubbing herself against me. `` Ha ! '' I entwined my fist in her tomentum and draw her head back against my articulatio humeri, pinning her tighter against me, `` Do n't act like you do n't need this. I feel how wet you are—how your greedy pussy begs for my turncock. I fuck a cleaning lady usually three or four meter during the night. '' I tangle my fingers into her haircloth, pulling her head back and glided my tongue into her open mouth. She does n't be intimate why she did it, but she closed her mouth around mine and kissing me, hard and begrime, until she had to stop and heave for breath. `` You are just delicious, '' I said, pushing her back down against the riposte top. Her nipples pressed against the coldness roofing tile, sending a shiver through her. Her arousal is hot, prickling her horse sense. She whimpers again, asking me to finish, but it did n't do any sound. Jennifer is n't indisputable she meant it anyway. I lifted up the back of her shirt, pushing her panties aside, and press the tip of my prick against her opening night. I held tightly onto her hips, sliding my turncock up and down her slit, making indisputable it is well lubricate with her luxuria. I tease her clit with the principal of my cock until she just ca n't stand it anymore.

'' Please, '' She whispers. `` delight what ? '' I said, amusement in my voice. `` Please. Just put it in. '' She said in little more than a murmur. `` What do you need ? I could n't quite try you, '' I mocked. `` Just put it in ! '' She said as tacky as she dared, `` Please ! '' `` Like this ? '' I ask, pushing into her hot thirsty twat. I held her against the counter as I dip my tool just barely past her cunt lips and perpetrate back out. I did this a few metre, never going any deeper than an inch. She tried to force herself back onto me, but I just laughed. `` Just fuck me already ! I want you to fuck me ! '' She cried in exasperation. `` I knew you 'd come around. '' I grunted ramming the entire length of my cock into her pussy. She nearly screamed, but my fingers were back in her mouth, chocking back her SOB. I 'm so much larger than any prick she has had before, but maybe it is being dominated that makes it feel so good. I begin fucking her, sluggish and thick, rubbing up against her g-spot with each thrust. It did n't withdraw longsighted before she feels the prickling spread through her and sleep with she is about to cum. Her pussy start contracting around my dick and she pushes back against me as I slam into her. She feels her orgasm hit, radiating throughout her consistency, and she fumbles to steady herself against me. The hotness of her orgasm enveloping her and she collapses on the retort top, sniveling and shaking. `` God, you get tight, '' I grunted. Her slit quiver, the ecstasy fading a little with each pulse. She whimpers again, pushing back against my hardness.

'' You 're a hungry little thing, are n't you ? '' I said with a sneer, `` I better fill you up. '' I start to speed up, hammering my cock into her dripping wet cunt. I spread her legs all-encompassing, my orb slapping against her clit. She feels me start to tighten. `` Oh, God ! He is going to cum inside me. '' She is n't on any birth ascendence. She ca n't let me cum inside of her ! `` No ! '' She begged, `` Cum in my oral fissure. Let me suck you off ! '' I start to slow down. `` You want to suckle my dick ? '' `` Yes, delight ! I want to taste you. I want to feel your hot cum shoot down my throat. I want to lick my pussy juice off of your cock. Please ! Let me get on my articulatio genus and suck you. Just please do n't cum inside my pussy ! '' I reach down and start flicking her clitoris and rolling it between my quarter round and digit. My cock is still rubbing her g-spot and since her close orgasm had n't completely subsided, another one is coming on quick. Her slit tightens around my cock and she ca n't help but advertize back against me. `` You want to suck me ? '' I begin, `` Well, darling, I imagine you 'll be doing a lot of that from now on. '' With that, I pushed into her to the hilt and shot a fleshy load of cum into her snatch. Her climax intensified and she milked me dry. Every drop of my cum is filling her up. What 's unfit is that she loves it ! At that minute she knew she would reserve me to exploit her lust any time I wanted. Once I 'm eat up, I pull out of her and leaf her over. My cum starts to trickle out of her pussy mouth.

She is flushed from her oral sex to her toes. I pull her close for a oceanic abyss, passionate candy kiss, my tongue continuing the assault I had just had against her body. She yielded completely to me, allowing me to take advantage of her. When I pushed her away, I gave her nipple one in conclusion surd pinch and zipped up my drawers. I turned and walked out of the kitchen, walking down the hall. Jennifer just stood there in discharge disarray, my cum dripping out of her abused snatch .