I had been looking for a partner for a long time and her profile really caught my eye. I got started chatting with her and we had a lot in common, so ...e made the decision to finally meet.We met up at a local coffee shop and spent about an hour talking. We decided that we could get along well together as we both had very similar fantasies.Her name is Ginger, very fitting as she has beautiful long red hair, she is 5’2” tall and about 110 lbs, with a perfect 33 A set of tits.We went to the local. Leaning on your arm you watch the pleasure flow across my body. Desire floods my face, as you patiently caress me. Ecstasy I never dreamed torments me. My nails dig into your arm as you tease me to one delicious peak after another. Until I can no longer stand the pleasure and I beg for you. I whimper as you withdraw your hand. Your kisses reassure me it will just be a moment. I watch as you stand and quickly shed your clothes. Then you are back, holding me close. Kissing me. I feel your. Instead of a tired old lobby with Gothic overtones and deepshadows, I was met by a brightly lit scene of nearopulence. The polished oak wainscoting and plush greencarpet in the lobby shouted old wealth. Even the huntergreen wallpaper above the wainscoting reeked of money withits raised, silk-like patterns. A mountain of a man stoodsilently by a small desk. He was dressed in a doorman'suniform of impeccable cut, resembling a Marine in fulldress rather than the ill-fitting, dumping little men. .” I was surprised, but it was so hot. We turned the lights off, got undressed and into bed, started touching each other as we again spoke of this strangely hot, but forbidden act. I again told her about my thoughts of dirty old men, young men, strangers, looking at her naked body and jerking off. Telling her to imagine men who haven’t been laid in years, maybe never..older men, strange men, weird men...looking at her body as they stroked themselves. I told her to think of them wanting to use.