Fantasy to Reality

A few weeks ago I was using your Macbook to book a gym class when I stumbled across something interesting on your laptop...

My heart pounded in my chest, I had gigabytes of videos, pictures and stories all depicting my very secret fantasies. However I had them in an encrypted folder and kept some 'regular' porn in a more obvious location as a decoy, "she can't have found the secret folder, I always close it and make sure it's password protected, oh please tell me I didn't forget," I said to myself. "A few weeks ago?" Came my second thought, why is she just bringing this up now?"

"...I found your porn stash."

This second line hit my like a blow to the face, my stomach turned and I started to sweat, desperately hoping that she didn't find the actual folder. Strangely my penis was semi-erect, bulging slightly in my jeans, I quickly dismissed it and read on.

"...I wish you would tell me that you watch porn, however It has opened my eyes and given me some ideas about your birthday present, I am sure you will enjoy it!

See you tomorrow

xxx"

I hardly slept that night, full with a mix of conflicting emotions; excitement and fear. I tried to subdue all thoughts of my real fantasies coming true, constantly telling myself that I hope it was just anal.

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My birthday came and I arrived home and knocked on the door, I had to concentrate on not letting my hands shake, I was that nervous. What answered the door took my breath away; Hannah was standing there, hand on hip, looking the most sexy I have ever seen her. she was wearing frilly black lingerie with tiny underwear and huge black high heels. After what felt like minutes of staring her deep provocative eyes met mine and without saying a word, she grabbed my tie and began to lead me upstairs. My mind was racing, "she hasn't found the real stuff, it's just going to be normal sex, maybe anal." During the ascent I watched her amazing ass move from side to side as she stepped, I was transfixed on her amazing body, ignoring a pang of disappointment. She stopped just outside the bedroom door and turned to face me, pressing her breasts against my chest and whispered in my ear: