Oh The Joy!

Standing to unlock the door my heart begins to beat faster with the fear, anticipation and excitement. The door is pushed open by the visitor. With my six inch heels I stand at six feet two inches. The handsome man standing before me is slightly taller and must be at least six foot four. I guess he must have been in his early forties. His perfectly tailored suit confirmed my earlier assumption, a man with class. A crisp white shirt and purple silk tie finish off his look to perfection. He has a film star quality to his appearance and the only way to describe him is a modern day Cary Grant. An athletic build but not too muscular showed he probably worked out a bit in the gym. His dark piercing eyes look me up and down and a smile appears across his face. He mouths the words ‘oh…my…god’. His hand reaches out and taking the hint I lift my arm and he takes my hand. The softness of his skin telling me he really does look after himself. He pulls me toward him and places a hand round the back of my waist and his other on my arm. He lowers his head and places his lips against mine. The feeling makes me swoon, and he sensing this, pulls me in tighter. His tongue tries to part my lips and I offer no resistance. Our tongues play with each other, flicking seductively trying to invade each other’s mouth.
The excitement is building and I can feel his manhood starting to harden. Pressing against my body just below my waistline the feeling is wonderful. His reaction makes all my efforts seem worthwhile. His hand round my back starts to caress me and he lets out a moan of pleasure when he feels the laces of my corset. His hand moves down and starts caressing my bottom, the satin of the skirt rubbing the satin of my knickers feels wonderful. Now I’m getting really horny, but the tightness of my knickers is preventing any real development down below. His hardness seems complete and I’m sure he is longing for some release. Pushing him back slightly I proceed to undo his trousers letting them fall to the floor.