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I wrote this several part tale for an amazing gal from Dallas. For SammieJo.

It's Friday, you head off to the best job in the world as usual, but it not going to be a usual day.  You're hyper-excited knowing that you have the whole night free to spend with your secret lover (me) who's promised you a night where it's all about you.   It's the first time we've met, but through our online chats, tales and and photo exchanges we know that we just had to meet to experience this fantasy skin to skin.   

Your two boys have been picked up by their Nana earlier and your hubby is mid-way through a 2 week overseas trip.  Hubby thinks you're heading over to your best girlfriend place for drinks tonight.  She's your best friend for a reason as you share your most intimate and private thoughts with her and she knows about us and will cover for you.     

You feel torn that you won't see your munchkins tonight but your lusty thoughts for your lover immediately trigger a small but distinct gush of wetness that make your maternal thoughts last but a fleeting moment.   You relax,  a cheeky grin forms on your face.    As you drive off to your first appointment you're looking forward to being fully indulged tonight.

Other than your building sexual tension and butterflies in your tummy SammieJo, the day begins as most do and you soon focus on what you love.   You have only 3 appointments all morning, all of them very special A-list clients.   Each in their own right is a stunning Texas woman worth millions.   In my eyes none however come close to the richness that you have SammieJo.    With your keen eye for personal styling accompanied by a deep connection to their mind, body and spirit you're able to transform these gorgeous women into the most refined glamorous super-models for their husbands (or lovers) in about two hours each.    You have become quite close to last women and she is the most dangerous for you as you find yourself attracted to her and you sail very close to the edges when you are applying your tradecraft.   She seems to be pleasured as you work tanning lotions all over her body and especially when you're helping her dress and undress from expensive couture.  She rewards your attention and she tips you well in return.   But that a story for another day  Jð

As you finish this last appointment mid-afternoon, you receive a text.   It's from your best girlfriend.  She says for you to meet her at the Ritz Carlton for a drink.   Unknown to you, I have arranged through your best girlfriend and the Ritz for you to receive your own spa pampering and styling all afternoon.   From our emails I know it's been a long time since SammieJo has been the centre of attention and recipient of a man's total affections.    

You love coming to the Ritz, steeped in its heritage and grand marble entrance and staircase for a unique ambience.    You arrive and are greeted with a glass of ice cold GH Munn Champagne.  You are soon in heaven for 3 hours with your own cast of A-list beauticians indulging you with a pedicure, manicure, shampoo and blowout, and their signature facial and make-over.    While your body begins laps up all the personal attention, all the while your mind is racing in all different directions at once not know what is coming next.    Your levels of excitement and anticipation continue to grow about what I have in store for you tonight.  

At the end of your spa treatment the Spa Manager hand you a sealed envelope with simply your name SammieJo written in script.   As you gently lift and break the seal, your senses are immediately teased by the cool, brisk citrus, marine, and herbal fragrance that is released.  The scent immediately starts its … effect on you.  You immediately recognize it as Bond No. 9.    It contains a letter from me, with one simple sentence - Go to Reception, ask your room key and collect any messages.    You don't hesitate.  All you can think of now is rushing up for our first embrace.

Reception hands you your room key, another a scented envelope and hands you a Fleur of England shopping bag.  You can't help but to peek inside.  You see glimpses of luxurious bath products and sexy pure white lingerie and a plain white silk scarf.   The Concierge takes your bags and … you to your room.   You're feeling like royalty now and your body and mind are craving relief of the rising passion now built up in every cell of your body.

Continued in part 2 if 10 fuck buddies message me.