*Ladies and gentlemen the review you are about to read is true. Only the names and certain aspects of the scenario have been changed to protect the innocent and the shortcomings of one individual.*
Amy and I have been emailing back and forth for a while trying to set up an appointment. I told her I was convinced God was a woman because every time she had availability one of my clients would step in with a request for a meeting. It got so bad after three weeks that during one phone call with a client my mind wandered around and I contemplated asking her if she was any good at oral sex. Thankfully I didn’t and my embarrassment was reserved for when the client and I met and she reviewed the work I had accomplished for her. She wanted an apartment block designed and I mainly design slaughter houses for a living. Obviously my mistake was not accurately diving her attitude towards the tenants.
I arrived at the pre-approved site to pick her up. I informed her I may be late as I was coming in from the City. As it turned out thanks to my British Dominatrix minded GPS and my uncanny ability to piss off several hundred commuters by cutting them off, I arrived somewhat early. I texted letting her know I arrived and she texted back that she was on her way. I told her that I was the devastatingly handsome cleric in the red car (yes I am aware of the irony of being an online Cardinal who drives a red car). It wasn’t until I sent the message that I realized that I was the only car in the parking lot.
*Smoooooooooth*
I then received a text message from her that she was wearing black and blue and would arrive shortly. No sooner had I received that text that out of the corner of my eye I spot a dog on a leash rounding the corner with its owner in tow. And he was wearing a black t-shirt and blue shorts. OMG I thought! I can’t believe this! My heart sank as I realized that she totally lied about her height being 4’-10.” She’s obviously a poor judge of size which will work to my advantage when I’m naked and I let her see what 10” looks like. I quickly text her back saying “I hope to hell you’re not the guy walking towards my car.” It was then that I saw her on the other side of the parking lot approaching with a huge smile supported by a 4’-9” frame. She was still off by 1” inch in my opinion.
After a short drive we arrived at the no-tell. I had arrived early to set up the room and turn the AC on. When we got in I asked her to make herself comfortable and set the temperature to what she liked. She thanked me and asked if we could turn off the 5 spot lights and get rid of the tiny Asian man with the camera I had set up in the room prior. I reluctantly agreed. It’s worth noting at this point that prior to our meeting Amy and I had talked about the different positions we’ve tried and those we liked vs. those we didn’t. She made it known she was shy and self conscience about certain positions. I took this to mean I could be in control in guiding her in the positions I wanted her in.
*That’s what she wanted me to think…….*
Her physical attributes are accurate. She has a tiny frame with wonderful curves that I would hope she is very proud of. I had asked her to wear high heels and she did. They really played up the muscle tone in her calves which I find attractive. Her scent was intoxicating and we quickly started kissing while taking off each others clothes. Not sure why but in the back of my mind I couldn’t get over the fact that she insisted she was 4’-10” when it was plain to see she was 4’-9.” She was very responsive to my touch and moved around in as many positions as my body would allow. On more than one occasion I could feel her orgasm. By my calculation she was leading 3-0 and I had yet to have my first shot on goal. When we switched positions to where she could perform oral on me I was apprehensive about what was to happen. She does have a reputation for doing this quite well so I braced myself. Nothing could prepare me for what happened next. As she completely ravaged me my eyes opened wide and I froze. Who in God’s name would put those curtains as a window treatment with that wall colour!
My apologies for the tangent……
She had me in a position that I thought if I moved I would do serious damage to her. She reassured me nothing of the sort would happen. We switched to 69 and she was able to take me further in if that was possible. In this position a struggle ensued. I would pleasure her to the point where she became so distracted by she stopped what she was doing. She would let out a hard moan into my thigh and then attack my member to retaliate. This went back and forth for some time before I could no longer take it. There are so many times you can think about dead puppies and I had gone to that well too many times on this occasion. We quickly changed positions and I finally got my first shot on goal.
We talked some more and as I was in the washroom to get cleaned up she was standing at the door naked and smiling at me. We talked about her ability to orgasm so many times and even though I asked her how many times she already cum she said she didn’t know. It was 6 to my 1 and I WAS counting. It’s at this point that I realized if I had been only 20 years younger the score would have been 6 - 2 and I would be in jail for doing unspeakable things to a minor. I needed to redeem myself in the second round and make the score somewhat more respectable.
That didn’t go well for me either. I think she used the next round to subtly illustrate to me where my place was. We switched to a variety of positions at one point we may have made up a few of our own. When she climbed on top she let loose. No matter what I did to help her she kept the rhythm going at her own pace and dominating the movement. She was getting off and would stare at me intently. This was such a turn on and I just gave into the fact I was her masturbatory aid on this bed and I just watched her. One orgasm after another ensued and at this point the rout was on!
This went beyond rubbing it in. (no pun intended…..well maybe just a little). Now she’s just showing off!
There would have been video and possibly pictures of this encounter but if you remember Amy kicked the little Asian man with the camera out of our room so go and blame her. After getting cleaned up and a little more conversation centered around the bed sheets being soaked we went back to my car where and drove her back to the place I picked her up. I thanked her for the “schooling she laid on me.” I had a wonderful time and I hope to see her again for a rematch. Next time I will make sure that when she’s close to climaxing I will pick her up and spin her around like a propeller to distract her.
As I write this I’m proud to say that what few abs I have still hurt when I bend over. It’s as if I had been doing sit ups all day. On the up side my lower back feels great. I’ve let my chiropractor know I won’t be seeing her any more. When she asked what she could do to keep me as a client my mind again wandered around and I contemplated asking HER if she was any good at oral sex.
Amy and I have been emailing back and forth for a while trying to set up an appointment. I told her I was convinced God was a woman because every time she had availability one of my clients would step in with a request for a meeting. It got so bad after three weeks that during one phone call with a client my mind wandered around and I contemplated asking her if she was any good at oral sex. Thankfully I didn’t and my embarrassment was reserved for when the client and I met and she reviewed the work I had accomplished for her. She wanted an apartment block designed and I mainly design slaughter houses for a living. Obviously my mistake was not accurately diving her attitude towards the tenants.
I arrived at the pre-approved site to pick her up. I informed her I may be late as I was coming in from the City. As it turned out thanks to my British Dominatrix minded GPS and my uncanny ability to piss off several hundred commuters by cutting them off, I arrived somewhat early. I texted letting her know I arrived and she texted back that she was on her way. I told her that I was the devastatingly handsome cleric in the red car (yes I am aware of the irony of being an online Cardinal who drives a red car). It wasn’t until I sent the message that I realized that I was the only car in the parking lot.
*Smoooooooooth*
I then received a text message from her that she was wearing black and blue and would arrive shortly. No sooner had I received that text that out of the corner of my eye I spot a dog on a leash rounding the corner with its owner in tow. And he was wearing a black t-shirt and blue shorts. OMG I thought! I can’t believe this! My heart sank as I realized that she totally lied about her height being 4’-10.” She’s obviously a poor judge of size which will work to my advantage when I’m naked and I let her see what 10” looks like. I quickly text her back saying “I hope to hell you’re not the guy walking towards my car.” It was then that I saw her on the other side of the parking lot approaching with a huge smile supported by a 4’-9” frame. She was still off by 1” inch in my opinion.
After a short drive we arrived at the no-tell. I had arrived early to set up the room and turn the AC on. When we got in I asked her to make herself comfortable and set the temperature to what she liked. She thanked me and asked if we could turn off the 5 spot lights and get rid of the tiny Asian man with the camera I had set up in the room prior. I reluctantly agreed. It’s worth noting at this point that prior to our meeting Amy and I had talked about the different positions we’ve tried and those we liked vs. those we didn’t. She made it known she was shy and self conscience about certain positions. I took this to mean I could be in control in guiding her in the positions I wanted her in.
*That’s what she wanted me to think…….*
Her physical attributes are accurate. She has a tiny frame with wonderful curves that I would hope she is very proud of. I had asked her to wear high heels and she did. They really played up the muscle tone in her calves which I find attractive. Her scent was intoxicating and we quickly started kissing while taking off each others clothes. Not sure why but in the back of my mind I couldn’t get over the fact that she insisted she was 4’-10” when it was plain to see she was 4’-9.” She was very responsive to my touch and moved around in as many positions as my body would allow. On more than one occasion I could feel her orgasm. By my calculation she was leading 3-0 and I had yet to have my first shot on goal. When we switched positions to where she could perform oral on me I was apprehensive about what was to happen. She does have a reputation for doing this quite well so I braced myself. Nothing could prepare me for what happened next. As she completely ravaged me my eyes opened wide and I froze. Who in God’s name would put those curtains as a window treatment with that wall colour!
My apologies for the tangent……
She had me in a position that I thought if I moved I would do serious damage to her. She reassured me nothing of the sort would happen. We switched to 69 and she was able to take me further in if that was possible. In this position a struggle ensued. I would pleasure her to the point where she became so distracted by she stopped what she was doing. She would let out a hard moan into my thigh and then attack my member to retaliate. This went back and forth for some time before I could no longer take it. There are so many times you can think about dead puppies and I had gone to that well too many times on this occasion. We quickly changed positions and I finally got my first shot on goal.
We talked some more and as I was in the washroom to get cleaned up she was standing at the door naked and smiling at me. We talked about her ability to orgasm so many times and even though I asked her how many times she already cum she said she didn’t know. It was 6 to my 1 and I WAS counting. It’s at this point that I realized if I had been only 20 years younger the score would have been 6 - 2 and I would be in jail for doing unspeakable things to a minor. I needed to redeem myself in the second round and make the score somewhat more respectable.
That didn’t go well for me either. I think she used the next round to subtly illustrate to me where my place was. We switched to a variety of positions at one point we may have made up a few of our own. When she climbed on top she let loose. No matter what I did to help her she kept the rhythm going at her own pace and dominating the movement. She was getting off and would stare at me intently. This was such a turn on and I just gave into the fact I was her masturbatory aid on this bed and I just watched her. One orgasm after another ensued and at this point the rout was on!
This went beyond rubbing it in. (no pun intended…..well maybe just a little). Now she’s just showing off!
There would have been video and possibly pictures of this encounter but if you remember Amy kicked the little Asian man with the camera out of our room so go and blame her. After getting cleaned up and a little more conversation centered around the bed sheets being soaked we went back to my car where and drove her back to the place I picked her up. I thanked her for the “schooling she laid on me.” I had a wonderful time and I hope to see her again for a rematch. Next time I will make sure that when she’s close to climaxing I will pick her up and spin her around like a propeller to distract her.
As I write this I’m proud to say that what few abs I have still hurt when I bend over. It’s as if I had been doing sit ups all day. On the up side my lower back feels great. I’ve let my chiropractor know I won’t be seeing her any more. When she asked what she could do to keep me as a client my mind again wandered around and I contemplated asking HER if she was any good at oral sex.
