Chet nervously looked at his watch for the third time in the last five minutes. What in the hell had gotten into him, was he out of his mind?!? Meeting a woman in person he has been having an on line relationship with–totally nuts! Here he was, 33 years old, a good job, married to a beautiful woman, two small children, a whole lot to lose, and he could throw it all away because he was thinking with his dick! Unbelievable!! He’d heard the stories of meetings of this type going disastrously wrong, with some even ending up in murder, and just because most of the victims were women didn’t make him feel a whole lot better! After looking at his watch again he mumbled, “Christ boy, relax, it’s just a drink with a new acquaintance, no problem!!”
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At exactly five thirty a tall chestnut haired woman strode through the door and scanned the bar. The white rose on her lapel was the signal to let him know who she was, but he didn’t even need it. He could tell it was her by the description she had given him on the chat line. One worry taken care of, she wasn’t a liar, she was even prettier than she had described herself, being tall and slim of frame, a very ample chest, even if it was hidden underneath a tailored business jacket. Chet hopped up from his chair and approached her with hand extended, “Hi,” he said, “I’m Chet Lane, and you must be Veronica!” Her smile was breath taking, and she took his hand and shook it with a firm grip, never taking her eyes off of his while intoning in a smooth sultry voice, “It’s so nice to meet you Chet, shall we sit down!?!” Taking her by the arm, Chet lead her to the booth he had reserved at the rear of the bar, and after they had slid into opposite sides of the table and just looked at each other for a few seconds, Veronica said, “You look even better than I thought you would, I hope I am up to your expectations!” “Very much so,” he replied, “more beautiful than I could have imagined, would you like a drink?” “A Rhine wine would be nice,” she said, “I’m a little bit nervous!” “Your nervous,” he thought, “I’m a total wreck!” Chet ordered a couple of drinks and then sat in silence until the waitress brought their order. After paying the check, each of them took a sip from their glasses, and Chet offered, “I’ve never met anyone from the internet before, this is kinda new to me.” “Me too,” she replied, “I almost backed out at the last minute, but figured we would be in a public place, so why not?” They both chuckled, took another drink, and Chet asked, “Well, are you glad you decided to give it a shot?” She nodded the affirmative, and Chet offered, “Me too, more than glad, you look absolutely fabulous, much better than your description!” “Well thank you, kind sir,” she replied, “I am more than impressed with you too, I was praying that you wouldn’t be the proverbial frog!” Again they both laughed, getting more and more comfortable in each other’s presence. Looking at her, Chet could feel the electricity between them as he then broached the question, “Well, how do you feel, I mean about us, you know, do you need more time, another meeting maybe, you know to get comfortable?” “I’m very comfortable right now,” she answered quickly, “I don’t need another date to confirm what I already feel!” Chet picked up his drink, swallowed the last of it, dropped a five dollar tip on the table, stood up and said, “Me too, let’s go!”
Chet nervously looked at his watch for the third time in the last five minutes. What in the hell had gotten into him, was he out of his mind?!? Meeting a woman in person he has been having an on line relationship with–totally nuts! Here he was, 33 years old, a good job, married to a beautiful woman, two small children, a whole lot to lose, and he could throw it all away because he was thinking with his dick! Unbelievable!! He’d heard the stories of meetings of this type going disastrously wrong, with some even ending up in murder, and just because most of the victims were women didn’t make him feel a whole lot better! After looking at his watch again he mumbled, “Christ boy, relax, it’s just a drink with a new acquaintance, no problem!!”
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At exactly five thirty a tall chestnut haired woman strode through the door and scanned the bar. The white rose on her lapel was the signal to let him know who she was, but he didn’t even need it. He could tell it was her by the description she had given him on the chat line. One worry taken care of, she wasn’t a liar, she was even prettier than she had described herself, being tall and slim of frame, a very ample chest, even if it was hidden underneath a tailored business jacket. Chet hopped up from his chair and approached her with hand extended, “Hi,” he said, “I’m Chet Lane, and you must be Veronica!” Her smile was breath taking, and she took his hand and shook it with a firm grip, never taking her eyes off of his while intoning in a smooth sultry voice, “It’s so nice to meet you Chet, shall we sit down!?!” Takinbg her by the arm, Chet lead her to the booth he had reserved at the rear of the bar, and after they had slid into opposite sides of the table and just looked at each other for a few seconds, Veronica said, “You look even better than I thought you would, I hope I am up to your expectations!” “Very much so,” he replied, “more beautiful than I could have imagined, would you like a drink?” “A Rhine wine would be nice,” she said, “I’m a little bit nervous!” “Your nervous,” he thought, “I’m a total wreck!” Chet ordered a couple of drinks and then sat in silence until the waitress brought their order. After paying the check, each of them took a sip from their glasses, and Chet offered, “I’ve never met anyone from the internet before, this is kinda new to me.” “Me too,” she replied, “I almost backed out at the last minute, but figured we would be in a public place, so why not?” They both chuckled, took another drink, and Chet asked, “Well, are you glad you decided to give it a shot?” She nodded the affirmative, and Chet offered, “Me too, more than glad, you look absolutely fabulous, much better than your description!” “Well thank you, kind sir,” she replied, “I am more than impressed with you too, I was praying that you wouldn’t be the proverbial frog!” Again they both laughed, getting more and more comfortable in each other’s presence. Looking at her, Chet could feel the electricity between them as he then broached the question, “Well, how do you feel, I mean about us, you know, do you need more time, another meeting maybe, you know to get comfortable?” “I’m very comfortable right now,” she answered quickly, “I don’t need another date to confirm what I already feel!” Chet picked up his drink, swallowed the last of it, dropped a five dollar tip on the table, stood up and said, “Me too, let’s go!”
After having read it for the third time, Danny shoved it into the envelope and dropped it through the mail slot. For better or worse it was on it’s way now. The “it” was and ad in a local swingers magazine. Danny had seen ads by women and couples wanting to meet a guy with a big cock, and Danny had that in spades, a solid ten inches long and seven inches around, more than a mouth full to be sure!!! Danny decided to put in his own ad just to see if he could get any response, but really, he had no clue if he would receive any response or not!!! Several weeks went by and Danny pretty much had forgotten all about placing the ad, until then one day his mail box contained not only one, but three letters from people interested in meeting him! Excitedly he opened the first letter, and found it was from a couple who lived in a nearby town who wanted to have a threesome! While Danny wasn’t totally averse to a two male one female triad, for his first experience he really wanted to go with a solo woman. The next letter also was from a couple, and Danny was getting a little discouraged, that is until he read letter number three which was from a married woman who wanted to meet him alone. Reading on, Danny found out that she was a thirty five year old Caucasian named Valerie, 5’6″ tall, 135lbs., a brunette, a 36C-cup bra, and a lover of oral sex with big men! She had enclosed a picture of her in a bikini, and also her phone number if Danny was interested. While not beautiful, Valerie was far from hard on the eyes, and after staring at the picture for about five more minutes, Danny reached for the phone and dialed the her number!!!
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The phone rang about five times and he was just about to hang up, when he heard a feminine voice answer the phone, “Hello, this is Val, with whom am I speaking!?!” Now wondering what he had gotten himself into, Danny almost slammed down the receiver, but instead, in a shaky voice he stammered, “Hi, I’m the one you sent the letter to.” In a smooth syrupy voice she asked, “And who am I speaking to?” “Uh, my name is Danny,” he fumbled. “It’s so nice of you to call me Danny,” she said, “are you interested in meeting me?” “Yes,” he replied, “I am.” Well, Danny, tell me a little about yourself,” she asked. “Well um, I’m twenty three years old and I work at a tire store, besides selling tires, we replace shocks and mufflers and all that kind of stuff,” he said. “Danny, you sound so nervous, are you,” she asked? “A little,” he said, “I’ve never done anything like this before!” “Well just relax, you want to meet me, don’t you,” she asked? “Oh I do,” he said, now feeling a little bit more at ease, “when and where?!?” “How about at the bar in the Lucky Strike Bowling Alley,” she suggested? “Yeah,” he said, “that’s okay with me, what time?” “How about tomorrow night at nine,” she asked? “I’ll see you there,” he replied. After he hung up, he paced the room wondering about the wisdom of all this. Was he stupid? Of course! Should he call back and cancel? Probably! Would he? Not a chance!!!
