I blink.

What’s wrong???

He looks at me and his eyes crinkle as he smiles. He tells me. We have waited so long. We may not have another time. And that he has panted with lust over my pics and videos. That I’ve been more than he could want today. But that. Over all our correspondence we know that there’s a little more there. He asks me. Instead of continuing an exam. Could we?

Oh. Hell yes.

He unties my hands as his mouth meets mine. We kiss and kiss and his hands are in my hair and his mouth is all over me. He unties my legs and I wrap them around him. He’s still dressed. We maneuver to our knees and I unbutton his shirt and unzip his jeans and feel his skin on mine. But then, ever the Dom. He tells me to get on my knees and face the bedpost. He puts my hands above my head and ties them. He piles pillows between me and the headboard and tells me to spread my knees. I feel his hand at the handle of the plug. He pressed a button, and it ramps up in intensity. I gasp as I hear him open a condom and grab my hips. He slams into me from behind. He's bigger than I thought he was and I’m smaller in there than he imagined. He fills me up even more with the plug taking up space in there. IThis is sooo full. He drags out and slams in again. Over and over. The double penetration has me on the edge and he reaches around to my clit and I come again. Shuddering waves of delicious pleasure as I finish. I put my head on the cool headboard as he relentlessly pounds himself into his own orgasm. He wraps his arms around me and shudders and moans into my hair. We stay like that for a few minutes. Slowly we come down.

I’ve wanted all this for so long. I don’t care that his unused instruments line the table. They’re like insurance towards another visit.

He unties me. Slowly unplugs me. I put my head on his chest and stroke his skin. His hand is in my hair. We lie there as our heartbeats slow.

Later, I’m in the bathroom putting my girl parts to rights, looking at my still-red bottom with a little smile, washing up, fixing hair and makeup.

I come out. He’s dressed again, so am I. We are like we were when we walked in. We hug and kiss and say goodbye and can’t wait to see each other again online. It won’t be like this. But that’s ok. It will be all it can be.

For now.