Intimate Encounters

Intimate Encounters

The sun was rising as I drove from my condo to the Holy Cow Café, where I grabbed some coffee and continued to the apartment. The place was the same as I left it last night, fairly clean and quiet.

Ed was on time and I was still half asleep as the peaceful music of Sarah McLachlan played quietly on the CD player. I spent extra time rubbing my chest on his back as I sensually moved to the music.  I feel more sensual in the morning, I thought. After a few songs, I asked Ed to turn over.

“You are even more beautiful than last night,” he said.

I smiled. “Flattery will get you everywhere,” I whispered. I rubbed some oil on my hands and proceeded to slowly rub his chest. He closed his eyes and stroked my thigh. I was still feeling really sensual so I spent more time than usual on his chest.

I circled his nipples with my fingers and played with his chest hair. I made patterns in the oil, following the flow of his small curly hairs.

His eyes were still closed and he had a warm smile on his face as he continued to lightly stroke my inner thigh. I slowly and firmly stroked his larger-than-average member.  Everything’s bigger in Texas, I thought. He released silently. I wiped him off and he asked me to lay by his side for a minute, so I did.

“I have to leave today, but I’ll be back in a few weeks. Can I call you on your cell next time I’m in town?” he asked.

“Of course,” I said.

“Do you see many guys?”

“Well, it’s the nature of the business, but I only do this part-time to help me through graduate school.”

“And where are you going to school?”

“UCLA. I’m studying geology,” I lied.

“Good for you,” he continued as he got dressed. “You seem like a nice girl and I would like to see you more often.”

I don’t like to give most of the guys too much information, but Ed seemed harmless. When he left I put on my running clothes and went for a short run along the beach, leaving my car at the apartment…