Meeting Mr. A

Hola from NYC!

While my dear friends enlighten us on their first sexual experiences, I’d like to share my most recent delicious and enchanting love affair with the most unattainable man, the married man. But before you jump to conclusions, I am NOT a home wrecker. I was completely unaware of his wife and child no less, until very recently. Okay so here we go. For reputation sake for all involved, we’ll call my dashing lad Mr. A for amazing! (I’m already remembering our last rendezvous, where “Amazing “ by Kanye West was oh so appropriately playing in the background. I’ll be sure elaborate later).

It all began over a year ago walking home from my first job in the city, which conveniently is located two blocks away from my apt. En route to and from work is a posh restaurant that is always bustling with valet boys, visitors and annoying yellow cabs. On this particular day I happened to notice one of the men working the street. Tall, tan, tattooed, toned and utterly handsome this unknown valet immediately and unwittingly put me into a trance. After spotting my new crush and knowing where he worked, I frequently passed by, drooling, gawking and fantasizing about him. Time passed, I got a new fabulous gig downtown. The job was amazing but left very little time for a personal life. Needless to say, I didn’t see my crush for a few months, until one glorious day in October. I was on my way home from a quick trip from Cartier on 5^th Ave when I spotted my handsome crush in a bodega across the street from my apt! I rushed in, grabbed an unneeded DC, all the while staring at my crush that was only a few feet away. We exchanged glances and I rushed out. For some reason I was extremely shy and timid in his presence. No man has even made me feel that way, why him? Anywho, after arriving at my apt I knew this man had to be mine. So, I grabbed one of my business cards and marched over to his post at the restaurant. I gave him my card and told him to call me if he was interested. His response, “Hi, I’m Mr. A.”

We met for coffee the next day during his break. Mr. A is in his early 30s a model/actor, trainer and former pro snowboarder from the West. From this point on we exchanged texts and quickly discovered our mutual sexual connection. Our texts were frequent and included descriptions of how we desired each other and what we wanted to do to one another. I would get wet just reading his short narratives and eagerly anticipated when we would actualize our fantasies. Now, I’m not a stupid woman and was not going to let this man into my home right away, even though I desperately wanted to. To test the waters and to assure me that he wasn’t a creep, Mr. A would meet me outside my apt for good night kisses. Sweet, right? This charming experience was special; at least it was for me. His lips, always so soft to the touch, like silk. His strong thrusting tongue constantly sent shivers through my body, and we’d both find ourselves gyrating as we continued to kiss passionately in the moonlight.

Our teenaged romance didn’t last very long as our desires and lust for one another continued to grow. We both knew it was time to experience one another. I was still a bit apprehensive about letting Mr. A into my apt, so our first rendezvous occurred during one of his breaks, in a single stall ladies room in his restaurant. I entered first, and then my gorgeous crush. We immediately lunged towards each other, kissing, grabbing, touching caressing whatever body part we could grab. Mr. A then cupped by breast with his beautiful hands and continued to massage them while simultaneously kissing and licking my nipples. His exploration did not stop there. Moving down, he raised my black dress up, pulled down my violet laced panties and continued to lick and kiss my vaginal lips. He then began to thrust his tongue into me. I leaned my head back in ecstasy and I continued to grab his firm ass and throbbing dick. I wanted him so bad and thought about fucking him, but no, too fast. After he teased my body with his tongue, it was my turn to feast on his cuerpo. Lifting up his shirt, I revealed his chiseled chest and structured abs. I pressed my lips on his chest and began to glide my tongue down his stomach, then unzipped his pants to unleash his large and perfect dick. Grabbing his miraculous member with my hand and mouth, I continued to kiss and suck until his was completely satisfied. And he was. This encounter was exhilarating, scandalous and definitely not our last.

And so began my affair with Mr. A. To be continued…

~Lolita ;)