Reset Password
Reset Link Sent
Blogs > sexyldy1000 > Lady’s Lair 📚 🖊 |
Breaking Her Own Rules
Breaking Her Own Rules When considering joining an online, dating site, she did a lot of thinking about her own boundaries. What was she not willing to compromise on? She considered herself a rational and intelligent woman and after much contemplation, she determined there was no way, she would consider someone the same age or younger than her own . To her, that would just be too weird and reek of being desperate. She knew she wasn’t one of those mature women who needed to validate their sex appeal by being with someone much younger. She pre-booked a room in the luxury hotel so that once the tech. conference meetings and sessions were finished, she could relax and enjoy an evening out. Her friends that were at the conference, had all scurried off to fulfill their own plans and barely thought twice about leaving her on her own. It didn’t bother her as she couldn’t wait to kick off her heels and enjoy a long, hot shower. With her hair wrapped in a towel, she donned the hotel-issued soft, fluffy bathrobe and poured herself a glass of chilled, white wine. She sat on the over-sized couch and glanced around the beautiful room as her mind started to wander. She kept thinking of his words, ‘If you ever change your mind, just let me know.’ Could she? Did she have the nerve to contact him? Finally, she decided she had nothing to lose. ‘He’s probably out anyway so what are the chances he’ll actually respond,’ she convinced herself. ‘Guess where I am?’ she typed into her iPhone and hesitated briefly before pressing Send. She was shocked when she quickly heard the ding of an incoming message. ‘Hey, beautiful. It’s great to hear from you. What’s happening?’ his words lit up the screen. ‘The conference is finished and I am in my room at the Westin Hotel,’ she responded. ‘What else are you up to?’ he inquired. ‘I am just relaxing after having a long, hot shower,’ she replied. ‘Hmmm… so now you are naked and wanting some company?’ he teased. Her heart started pounding as she debated how to respond. There was no doubt, that once she crossed the line, there would be no turning back. ‘Only if you would like to drop by,’ she entered and held her breath. ‘I can be there in 30 minutes. Will that be soon enough?’ he responded. ‘Yes, that would be perfect. I am in room #710. It’s at the end of the hall. Just come right up when you get here,’ she instructed. Oh my gosh! What the heck had she just done? A single, tall, good looking, guy who was twenty-five years younger than her, was on his way over! She didn’t have much time to get ready. Black mascara, ruby-red lipstick and her favourite perfume sprayed between her cleavage and on her wrists were all she needed before deciding what to wear. She knew she had to pick out just the right outfit to wow him when he arrived. She slithered into her favourite full-length, black, fishnet bodysuit that hugged her curves and accentuated her breasts. Black stilettoes completed her ensemble. She took a long, slow sip of wine, checked herself in the mirror, and decided she was ready. The knock on the door quickly reminded her, there was no turning back. She took a deep breath, walked confidently to the door and as she slowly opened it, she stepped back so that he would get a full, head-to-toe look at her. He strode in and devoured her with his eyes and placed a bottle of wine on the table next to her. He turned around and paused, and as leaned towards her, she felt his warm breath on her cheek, as he pulled her into his arms and kissed her. She was pressed against his hard and lean body, as the scent of his musky cologne filled her nostrils. She couldn’t think. All she could was feel… feel the strength of him, the warmth of his mouth on hers, the sensual touch of his fingers across the small of her back and her hands pressed against the softness of his sweater. An ache, starting deep in her soul, spread outward and throbbed for release as the pressure of his lips increased. Her lips parted willingly and his tongue slipped into the recesses of her mouth, causing a shudder to pass through her. Her knees were weak and almost buckled beneath her. Without letting go nor removing his lips from hers, he walked her backwards, until she felt the side of the bed brushing against the backs of her legs. They lay down in unison, locked together in a passionate embrace. She completely surrendered herself to him. Time was suspended. Age was immaterial. All that mattered was that two consenting adults gave themselves to each other unconditionally. Exhausted, satiated and spent - she fell asleep. When she awakened, she reached out and realized she was alone. While the smell of sex permeated the air, she noticed the handwritten note propped up on the pillow beside her, ‘I can’t wait to do this again. Let me know when you are available’. She contentedly, snuggled deeper into the covers, knowing she would never initiate another instance. |
|||
|
How have you broken your own rules?
| ||
|
What a very passionate story, sounds like a great night that she will always have her memories to treasure..
| ||
|
sometimes....even for an instant it is easy to get lost in lust
| ||
|
The crucial takeaway for me was that your heroine trusted her instincts, opened herself up to new experiences and was blissfully rewarded for her initiative. Rather than *rules* or *boundaries* think of such constraints as lying within a *comfort zone*. And, as the Zen Master said, "Life begins a step outside your comfort zone." Just so!
| ||
|
The fear of pressing 'enter', has blocked many a meet- I presume. It does take a special courage but then there are the rewards, right? My rules? Ya mean like, 'Don't blow red lights and watch your speed on highway 40'? I'm pretty flexible unless something was written in stone. 🍷🍷😎❗❗ ... is there another way to look at it Going Too Fucking Far NEW Blog Features RevealeD O O A Foolproof Method Posted Over on that NEW site O O
| ||
|
How have you broken your own rules? When the going gets weird, the weird turn pro. The only thing we have to fear is fear itself.
| ||
|
Interesting... erotic and well written !
| ||
|
Yes I have broken my rules. Many times. Was it worth it? Absolutely.
| ||
|
I really broke my own rule one night and it lasted three nights No Regrets At All (Virtual Symposium Group) use Virtual Symposium Group
| ||
|
I suppose rules are made for breaking and like the lady in the story stated it wasn't going to happen again, I do feel there are different perceptions on this kind of encounter as usually if the situation were reversed and the older person was a man he would often be viewed as a user or worse if he knew the woman wanted to continue the liaison. Fine of course between two consenting adults of whatever age.
| ||
|
What a very passionate story, sounds like a great night that she will always have her memories to treasure..
| ||
|
sometimes....even for an instant it is easy to get lost in lust
| ||
|
The crucial takeaway for me was that your heroine trusted her instincts, opened herself up to new experiences and was blissfully rewarded for her initiative. Rather than *rules* or *boundaries* think of such constraints as lying within a *comfort zone*. And, as the Zen Master said, "Life begins a step outside your comfort zone." Just so!
| ||
|
I think he knew that staying longer would have been too much but he left it open to have a repeat. Seems you are not alone in your perception of speed limits
| ||
|
I have guidelines which are a bit flexible - never say never
| ||
|
Interesting... erotic and well written !
| ||
|
Yes I have broken my rules. Many times. Was it worth it? Absolutely.
| ||
|
I really broke my own rule one night and it lasted three nights No Regrets At All
| ||
|
I suppose rules are made for breaking and like the lady in the story stated it wasn't going to happen again, I do feel there are different perceptions on this kind of encounter as usually if the situation were reversed and the older person was a man he would often be viewed as a user or worse if he knew the woman wanted to continue the liaison. Fine of course between two consenting adults of whatever age.
| ||
|
The fear of pressing 'enter', has blocked many a meet- I presume. It does take a special courage but then there are the rewards, right? My rules? Ya mean like, 'Don't blow red lights and watch your speed on highway 40'? I'm pretty flexible unless something was written in stone. 🍷🍷😎❗❗
| ||
|
Maybe once or twice. And, I've always wondered if I was cougar material ...L OL ... so well written! In Luv, Lite, Laffter ...
| ||
|
Maybe once or twice. And, I've always wondered if I was cougar material ...L OL ... so well written!
|
Become a member to create a blog