I had never heard her voice, never touched her, never been able to speak to her, and I didn’t even know her name… yet I loved her. She was my secr...t, the one aspect of my life that I would never speak of, no matter what. When she first started to appear, I even obsessed over her. I would draw her every night on a sketchpad hidden under my bed, remembering her visage with crystal clarity and moving my hand with skill that I would never accept as my own, mirroring her image with graphite and. I started to cry again and heheld me close. Suddenly I looked at him and he kissed me. I realised thatI really wanted this and that I might never get another chance. Heapologised for kissing me and I told him that it was Ok I wanted it.We kissed again and his hand started stroking my leg under my lovelysatin dress. As his fingers found the garters at the top of my stockingsI felt him tremble and I felt so good. My hand brushed his lap and I feltthat he was big and hard. I knew we should not be. All I wore was a bright red harness with a cock ring that adorned my balls and cock. She said it was, "Well, revealing." We danced and drank Champagne. We ate shrimp and lobster. We drank more Champagne and danced some more. She was giddy happy. I was ready to take her home with me when the midnight bell sounded. We kissed and kissed and kissed again. They were not just romantic kisses. They were deep wet sexual kisses. She said, "We need to ring in the new year properly." I understood. We. Climbing off you, I move to the bottom of the bed and kneel in front of you before sucking on the toes of your free foot. Unsurprisingly, you don’t resist as I tie your final limb to the bed. I pause and admire your gorgeous body all spread out before me. I turn to leave the room as a worried look flashes across your face, and you ask me what's going on. I pause, and give you a gentle smile as I see that at last, the man who is always so in control, has let his guard slip. When I return I place.