I met him through the new dating chat line I decided to try. I heard his booming manly voice through the phone and I just knew we were meant to be…maybe not in the romantic sense but…
“Hi” I said meekly once I heard someone pick up the phone.
“Hello there” he replied.
A smile spread across my face and my body got that warm feeling I get when a man who sounds like a real man talks to me..
“How are you?” he asked, making me wonder if he was always so formal. Truth be told, I kinda like formal. The men I’ve met who give formal texts are almost always the ones who know how to make their demands known in the bedroom as well.
“I am well, thank you,” I answered. “It’s nice to ‘meet’ you.” I giggled nervously. He wasn’t looking for idle chit chat and wanted to move things along quickly, asking for my real life phone number so he could call me. I like when a man takes the initiative and values his time as much as I value mine.
I was nervous. It had been a long time since I had done this, or even had a date. I desperately, craved the warm embrace of a man’s strong arms. The domination of a real man was something I have been missing since my last Dom ended our relationship. He said I was too willful and that he just didn’t have the kind of time it would take to turn me into a worthwhile set of holes.
“I will call you in twenty minutes. Answer on the third ring.” My pulse quickened, his simple request was close enough to a command that my pussy clenched and I could feel my nipples becoming sensitive as they brushed against my satin nightgown. That twenty minutes felt like an eternity as I watched the clock and waited, while I thought of our prior experience on the dating chat line. My hand instinctively went to grab the phone and I had to fight the urge to answer on the first ring but I restrained myself and waited as he required.