I always enjoy seeing Verdana. She’s such a mixture of everything. Simultaneously sweet and dominant, sometimes submissive. Always very sexy. Sometimes, she'd be on her knees gagging on my cock, saying "Daddy, daddy, please." Next thing you knew, she'd throw me on the bed, sit on my face, teasingly holding her beautiful ass inches from my face. Just out of reach as she dripped ice on me.
I loved talking to her as well - about life, her dogs, art, science, outer space. As a guy approaching sixty, I appreciate women in their forties, like her. Women I can relate to. Physically, she’s perfect. Petite - maybe 5’1” tall - with alabaster skin, short dark hair, penetrating eyes and luscious lips. Those lips that can kiss softly and snarl sexily. Oh, and her ass is soft and prominent, something to enjoy whether you’re holding it, fucking doggystyle or being sat upon. Rounding out her beauty are her small perky breasts, just the right size for a mouth or palm.
I’d see her when I was in her city on business. Normally she would come to my hotel room, but tonight she told me to pick her up. We’d never had an excursion before. She told me to dress nicely, like a good law-abiding citizen, the kind who returns library books a day early just to make sure.
“But don’t dress too nicely. You might get dirty. Who knows, your shirt might get ripped.”
Just this description got me excited. I didn't know exactly what was up, but I knew what she was capable of and I couldn’t wait.
I pulled up to the address she had given me and she popped out of the shadows. In the streetlight I saw that she wore a long black canvas jacket, knee-high boots and a short, tight skirt. She’s a unique dresser and always turns me on. She hopped in the car and leaned in for a deep, soft kiss. Our tongues twirled and explored, softly, insistently, hungrily. I could kiss her for hours on end, but we had places to go and things to do. I didn’t know then, but we had people to see as well.
She gave me directions as I drove.
“Left here. Bear right up ahead. Go two blocks. OK, here we are.”
We were in an old industrial area. A dimly lit parking lot with a few old brick warehouse buildings. “Pull around to the back, right here. Park. That's it, baby.”
I got out of the car, went over to her door to let her out. As she stepped out of the car, she pulled me tight and gave me a deep kiss. I pulled her in, clasping her soft ass.
She whispered in my ear, “This is going to be fun. Trust me.”
Just then I heard a click. I pulled back a bit and saw that she had pulled out a knife. I do trust her completely, but my eyes must have shown some fear. She smiled broadly, white teeth gleaming and laughed.
“I just want to give you a surprise.”
With that, she sliced away a strip from the front of my shirt and blindfolded me with it. (Most people can’t do a blindfold worth shit, but Verdana - she’s good at it. I couldn’t see anything.)
Holding my hand, she opened the door and led me into a space. I could tell that it was a pretty big space, with a lot of people and some kind of techno beat providing a background hum. The space had a wooden floor and we occasionally walked into or through small piles of stuff. Verdana was saying “Hey” to people as she walked through the building, sometimes laughing and saying, “look what I have here.” We kept walking, until we stopped and I heard her open a little door.
“We're going in here, babe.”
We entered a small space.
“Kneel here. There’s a cushion for your knees.”
It's so sweet of her to think of my poor knees. Then I heard a swish and felt a little tickle. The gentle slap of a riding crop against my face. Ah yes, sweet Verdana.