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Del had been having an extremely hard time recently…was literally at his wits end. One of his friends thought that he could help so he plane a surprise. His friend, Jay, gave him a heads up that he knew someone that might be able to show him a good time and get his mind of his problems of late. At this point Del was up to anything. The day was set for Saturday night and Del was actually looking forward to a nice distraction. He didn’t even bother to ask Jay what she was going to be like or what she looked like.

So Saturday came and Del spent the day tiding up his place. Did his work out so that he could keep up with his muscular physique. He decided to dress casual so he donned his favorite pair of jeans that were very relaxed and comfortable and a button down shirt that allowed a little chest hair to show out the v-neck. He wasn’t necessarily nervous, but did have a hint of anticipation…considering he didn’t know what to expect from this friend of Jay’s. 6:00 o’clock rolls around and he hears a knock at the door.

He gets up out of his recliner and spans the living room in three strides, being over 6’ it doesn’t take long. When he opens the door and greets a 5’7” woman with the bluest eyes he had ever seen. She looked fit and appeared to be well toned. She said, “Hi, my name is Melody.” He politely asked her to come in and complimented on how nice she looked. She was wearing a flowy tank, sundress that was mid-thigh high and clung to her slim body in a very modest, but sexy kinda way. It was made from the new spandexy material that seems to be all the rave right now. She was wearing those sandals that have a short pump on them which showed off her nicely clear polished toes. She timidly said “Hi” and said my name is Melissa and then went to sit on the couch. He wondered what she could possibly be thinking…

She was just as surprised by his appearance as he seemed to be about hers. Of course going through my mind the entire time was how could someone who looks close to a Greek god possibly look at me…plain Jane ‘ole me. How I let Jay talk me into this is beyond me. Here this guy is over 6’ tall, well-built, appears to be well-mannered, with a light tan, dark blonde hair, and steel grey eyes. Totally gorgeous as guys go. And here I am a little pudgy around the middle with long sandy blonde hair down to the middle of my back…granted I do think it’s one of my best qualities. I love my hair. I have no idea what to say to him…although she knew what Jay had requested of her…which was to show Del a good time and help him “relax” a little. How much of a good time he said was up to her. She just hadn’t expected someone who looked like Del did. Like Del, she hadn’t asked Jay any questions about who she was meeting…just that she was happy to help out a friend…like always.

Del started the conversation asking how long she had known Jay and how they became friends. This opened her up a little bit. Del then asked if she had eaten and she said no so they went to a Chinese place he liked and had dinner. They both started talking like they had been friends for years. He caught her staring at him several times…quick glances here and there and she blushed each time she was caught. She would just smile and … her blue eyes at him. She may not be a Megan Fox, but she was definitely worth a second glance. She had long hair that reached to the middle of her back. It looked so silky he wanted to touched it. Her skin looked soft with a little tan. Very touchable from the looks of it. Oh gesh, Del thought to himself. He wasn’t looking for a relationship…just a distraction, but the connection he felt with her was almost magnetic. “What was he doing?”, he thought. After dinner he asked if she would like to come back for a night cap. By this time he noticed she seemed to be a little buzzed and seemed to relax even more. She smiled and said that would be nice. They drove back to his place and he opened a bottle of Cabernet Sauvignon and poured a glass. She asked if he had any Sprite to cut it down a bit…informing that she already felt a little “happy”…he just smiled and joked how much of a light weight she was as she had barely had 3 glasses during dinner. She smiled at his sense of humor.

When he returned with the glasses, he sat down next to her on the couch. He asked if she would like to watch TV and she said it wasn’t necessary if he’d like to continue talking. He did. She turned to face him positioning her body so that it was facing him with one leg on the couch folded so that her dress still had her “covered”. She leaned her elbow on the couch to prop up her head while they talked. He did the same…mirroring her pose and their legs were nearly touching from knee to ankle. Of course his foot dangled off the couch due to his height. The only difference in pose is that he let his arm reach across the back of the couch. Being so tall, it would have been easy to place his hand on her elbow, but he just sat it behind her elbow…

She was very aware of his closeness and knew all she had to do was just shift her leg a little or move her elbow and she could feel his skin and the direct warmth that she could feel even without the contact radiating from him. They talked for what seemed like hours, but in reality was only a couple more…and several more glasses of wine. She was having a good time and didn’t want it to end. They had talked about everything from the movies they liked to the types of workouts they did to stay fit. Both were in their mid-30’s and liked similar kinds of music. And then…somehow the conversation had changed it’s tone and was of more of a sexual nature…

During the time they had been talking, Del had been able to touch her a few times. There was a piece of hair that had fallen in front of her face so he took it and pushed it back behind her ear. She, without thinking, had leaned her head slightly into the palm of his hand feeling the warmth of it, before quickly pulling it away. He had moved his hand so that it was lightly caressing her elbow on the top of the couch. And she now had her leg resting on top of his and he was resting his other hand on her ankle. The conversation had moved in a direction he wasn’t exactly expecting, but was hoping for. While she seemed in a very relaxed mood she still seemed very aware of what was going on. They started talking about things they had done sexually. What they liked, what they didn’t. The current topic was if they had ever been tied up. He had…once…but it wasn’t a great experience. She had answered, “No”. She couldn’t imagine giving up that kind of control…but suggested if it was with the right guy…maybe she’d be open to the idea. While he was fixing her another glass, he joked, “so what would make the right kinda guy”.

She looked directly at him not even flinching and said someone who was gentle, loving, and playful and would take “stop” to mean “stop”. He laughed. She asked him what he was thinking. He simply said, “I could do that”. She seemed to take his response into consideration. She asked to use his bathroom and he pointed it out to her. She went into the bathroom and seemed to be wrestling with the idea. She ran through all the pros and cons. The biggest pro was they both new Jay and both respected him as a good person and a best friend…and he wouldn’t have set her up with a crazy person. So she got into her bag and pulled out a silky blue shirt that had two ties and pair of matching shorts. She hadn’t been expecting this, but she hadn’t totally ruled it out after talking to Jay either. She slipped into the outfit freshened up a bit and went back out into the living room.

He gasped and nearly dropped the glasses of wine he was holding. She was wearing a blue tank that tied behind her neck and pair of shorts…made out of silk, he thought. He was having a hard time getting past how much bluer her eyes seem to be because of the outfit. The shirt seemed to mold to her body in all the right places…leaving very little to the imagination. He stood up and walked the length of the room to her. He gave her a serious look and asked, “Are you sure?” She leaned up on her toes and gave him a big kiss in response weaving her fingers through his mid-neck length hair. Del couldn’t believe it nor could he reciprocate the embrace while he was holding not one, but two glasses of wine. When the kiss ended he gave her her glass of wine. She took a sip and asked with a sly smile, “So, where do we start?” It took him a second to … what she was asking as he had only been kidding about the whole tie up thing…and definitely didn’t expect that to be tonight. He sat down his glass on the counter, picked her up…glass and all, carried her into his bedroom, and laid her gently on the bed. He hated putting her down because he could feel her silky hair … over his arm and it felt soooo nice to him. It had been a while since he had had any female contact. Not that he hadn’t had offers because of his good looks and great physic, but he didn’t want the one night stand…he actually wasn’t looking for any kind of “stand”…period.

This room was a little warmer than the living room…she wondered if that was on purpose or just an everyday thing. She liked “playing” when it was a little warmer in the room, she thought to herself. She knew she had had to much to drink, but she still knew what she was doing. He stood back away from the bed like he was admiring a picture with a puzzled look. She asked what was wrong? He sheepishly admitted he didn’t have anything to tie her up with. She thought for a moment and then asked him to go get her bag size purse from the bathroom. He did. She pulled out 4 long pieces of purple velvety/satiny feeling scarves and asked, “Will these do?” Del raised one eyebrow and asked, “So, you weren’t planning this were you?” She giggled and said, “No” with an innocent grin on her beautiful face. She reminded him that she was a clothes designer and explained that she had a meeting earlier in the day selecting material for a new clothing line. Del grinned insinuating he wasn’t sure whether to believe her or not. She asked how she should lay since she had never done this…or rather allowed anyone to do this to her before. He said on her back would be fine. She took another sip of her wine and then sat it on the nightstand next to the bed.

He gently started with her right wrist tying the material around one corner of his 4 poster bed frame, and then gently kissed her wrist and wound the material several times around it vs. tying a knot around it. He repeated this with her left wrist, right ankle, and left ankle. He heard her gasp several times at his touch. He looked up to search her face to make sure she wasn’t apprehensive or showing signs of fear. All he could see in her face was the desire to be there…to be with him. He asked her if she liked surprises. She hesitated and said depends. He smirked and asked if she would be willing to try one more thing. She requested another drink of her wine and then said, “I would”. He gently lifted her head and tilted her glass to her lips. He then gently kissed her lips. He could feel her breathing deepen as she could his. He pulled back and sat the glass back on the night stand. He then got off the bed and headed towards his dresser. He pulled a handkerchief out of one of his top drawers, walked back towards the bed while rolling it up, and asked her if she would mind. Again she shook her head, “No”. He gently tied the handkerchief over her eyes. She asked if he could pull her hair out from behind her back as it was getting stuck underneath her. He asked how since it was so long. She giggled and said, “Well, you’re the one that tied me up…you figure it out”. He stood there looking at her all tied up in her blue outfit and then got on the bed next to her on his knees and lifted her from the waist just a few inches off the bed, supporting her back, and pulled all of her hair over one shoulder. He told her that she had really nice hair. She simply said thanks. She heard him shuffle off the bed and walk to a door that opened and closed. She called his name and he didn’t answer.

As she lay there trying to listen and figure out what he was doing. She was wondering what he planned on doing to her. She couldn’t believe that she gave into this, but she remembered his touch and how carefully he had tied up her wrist and ankles. Where he kissed her skin was still warm from his touch. Then when he carefully lifted her up to pull her hair out from underneath her. Wow! His arms we so strong around her…she felt safe with him. What in the world was she doing…this wasn’t supposed to be the start to anything…she didn’t have time in her life right now for a relationship, what with her career taking off and a new clothing line about to be show cased. While she lay there thinking of what’s to come, she could hear him moving around in the other room.

Del was in his bathroom wondering what in the world he was thinking. He just got out of a terribly bad relationship and then here’s, what seems to be a terrific, smart woman tied to his bed waiting…for him. Man am I going to kill Jay, he thought to himself. I’m not looking for anything long term. While she isn’t a bomb shell…more the girl next door type with gorgeous long hair. She keeps fit like he does. Then he started wondering if Jay knew what he was doing when he set the two of them up. While he stood there looking in the mirror at his reflection he wondered what the heck he was doing…and then smiled remembering how she has that secretive smile, like she knows something that he doesn’t. He then shrugged out of his shirt and took his jeans off. Still in his boy shorts he put a splash of Drakkar on…

Then she heard a door open. She said his name again, “Del?” She could hear him breathing. He didn’t answer. She asked him if “he” was ok with this. She heard him walk over to the bed, lean over and take her face between both of his hands and felt his lips touch hers. This time she noticed that they seemed more urgent than before. He removed his lips from hers. She was trying to catch her breath to speak and then felt him move his hands along both arms…almost tracing them while he was kissing her neck, down to her chest. He then moved his hands to the sides of her waist and slowly dragged them down the sides of her body, down her hips, while he was moving backwards she could feel he had less clothes on now. She also caught a whiff of the cologne he had put on. DRAKKAR! Her absolute favorite. He had moved all the way down to her feet now, carefully rubbing them. First the right and then the left. Then he started kissing and touching her right ankle and slowly moved up her leg, over her knee, to her thigh and just barely moved his hand to where it touched her hot, throbbing center. And then he moved down to her left ankle and started all over again moving slowly, teasingly up her left leg all the while massaging her legs has he progressed. Just as she thought he was going to touch her wet, throbbing self, he completely skipped over it and continued moving up to her stomach. He commented on how nice she smells. He had pushed her shirt up so he could have access to her soft skin and was pushing it up over her breast. She giggled. He asked if she was ticklish and she said yes, but she was curious if he was just going to choke her with her top. He said he hadn’t thought about that before getting her all tied up. She smiled and told him to feel behind her neck. He did and untied the bow she had. Then he pulled the shirt down and took one perky nipple into his mouth. He then went to the other and repeated his … He had wiggled his arms around her now and was kissing her lips and neck again. He noticed that she had another tie to her shirt behind her back. He untied it and pulled it entirely off. She took in a deep breath when he did this. He was leaning over and started kissing her again. She could feel his hairy chest tantalizing her breast making her nipples even perkier. He then started his decent back down the side of her neck, over her breasts, down her stomach, and then kissed each thigh and then she felt him untie one side of her shorts and then the other. He lifted her just enough to pull them out from underneath her and then…she felt the first lick. She took in a huge gasp of air and held it. He continued to work her clit and making long strokes all around. She was now letting out very loud moans and squirming quite a bit. He chuckled to himself. She said, if you do that again, I’ll say stop. He immediately stopped and asked with a grin…stop? Are you sure? She laughed and said no if you laugh again I’ll ask. He then took his fingers and started massaging her throbbing center which was now soaked as he leaned over again to kiss her on the mouth. She did hesitantly ask for the blind fold to be removed and he complied. Her eyes were so full of desire he nearly stopped cold on what he was doing. He then continued his … by taking one breast in his hand, squeezing it and started sucking on the nipple. She started squirming again. He just smiled this time.

She wasn’t sure how much more she could take of this…not being able to move or run her fingers through his hair. She was soaked and she knew it, but he didn’t seem to mind. She finally gave in and requested for him to untie her.

He reminded that he would then have to stop what he was doing. He heard her grimace, but she still said please. So he took his hands away from what they were doing and untied first her right ankle, then left, and then her right wrist, and then left. He wasn’t quite prepared for what happened next. She literally flew up and landed square on his lap where she straddled him and laid a huge sloppy kiss on him and she was pushing against him like she wanted to be inside him. He was sure she could feel his hard self pushing against her throbbing center. She started kissing his neck and nibbling on his ear lobe all the while gently moving back and forth on his hard self. He was running his hands up and down her back, butt, and legs. He finally jumped up with her in his arms and threw her backwards on the bed. She giggled. He slid out of his shorts and crawled on top of her. He didn’t go where he wanted…he waited. She was playing with the hair on his chest and leaned forward to take one of his nipples in her mouth and gently tugged on it. This time he gasped. She laid back on the bed and her hands moved down to wrap around his warm rock hard self and gently moved up and down. He nearly jumped off the bed. She asked what was wrong and he said nothing with a bashful grin. He simply said that was enough of that or this would be a short ride. She immediately understood and grinned back at him. He laid back on top of her and this time gently slid into her warmth. She groaned and wrapped her legs around him to take him in as deep as possible. They started moving to their own rhythm, touching each other, kissing each other, and then exploded together. They both were quiet for the next few minutes while there breathing went back to normal. They lay beside each other without saying a word. She was the first to speak and simply said “Wow”. He grinned and said, “Yeah, you can say that again”. Then they both grinned at each other…