Authors: Lady M. London
by Lady M. London
Copyright © 2016 Lady M. London
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Today was the day they finally decided to meet.
It is July and it is a sultry summer day, the sun shines brightly over and overheating the air, it was one of those days of excessive heat asking for a cool drink by the sea, but in London it was not possible.
Carolina left work earlier to go home take a shower and change her clothes.
Left her home prepared in the event of something more happen than just a circumstantial meeting, after all they agreed to meet only for sex.
She wore a short black dress with sexy white lingerie, knowing by the exchange of messages with JP that was his favourite colour for underwear.
It was strange, why JP does only likes the white colour.
What could be the meaning for him purity or cleanliness?
– Questions wandering inside her head.
What is the true meaning for it?!
Usually men liked sexy lingerie but always in black or red, never any man had told her that he liked white colour lingerie.
Carolina associated white lingerie to be used only on the wedding day or wedding night, but never in a first sexual encounter.
She was sure that she had made the right choice and would be of his approval, she felt confident enough to face the situation in a comfortable and sensual way if they really reach that stage.
Approaching the time of the meeting, they arranged to meet early in the evening, she was anxious and a bit nervous, she had never done anything like that before, never had a blind date that could result only in one date and possibly to meet only for sex.
She was well aware of what could happen, and if it happens, she wouldn’t mind.
Never had been invited to go to the house of a stranger to a blind date, but today she would go.
She felt very open-minded to have sex, it would be only sex and never need to go back to see each other again. That is what she has planned to do; she wants an adventure without consequences and without shame.
Carolina wanted a spicy adventure in her monotonous life, she needs to feel alive and desired by a man if only for a few moments.
However when she was approaching his house, doubts start to arise at every step she took.
Will he be like in the photos?
Will he like her?
Will she like him?
What will happen when they meet, will he invite her door out minutes after they met?
Or will they end up having sex?
Will it be horrible or will it be good?
So many questions inside Carolina´s head and the answers were only a few meters away.
The fact she couldn’t predict how the meeting would be it was already becoming uncomfortable and she started to be less and less confident by the minute.
JP had given her the address the day before and Carolina had time to check online where he lived.
With the address on her phone's GPS Carolina found his house easily.
JP lived in a typical mews in central London, this type of houses were very expensive and appreciated by those who lived in central London and JP’s house seemed to be the biggest of all in that street.
She stop for a moment when she found the house just to appreciate it, the house had two or three floors, she couldn’t see well, it was all in insulation brown brick, the windows were all new as well as the entrance.
It was very clear at eye sight that the house had been recently restored. It had a flawless look.
Nervous, feeling her heartbeat going faster because of the excitement of her great adventure, a slight tingling comes to Carolina’s fingertips making her stop for a moment before pressing the doorbell button.
She looked at the bell and thought:
Since I got here I will not back down now.
Buzzing finally the bell, she gets to see through the large glass of the front door into the house.
Inside was a stone stairs with a black wrought iron railing that led to the first floor to be seen from outside.
Seconds later, she saw through the window JP coming down the stairs in a summer sweatshirt, shorts and barefoot.
He was just like in the pictures that he had sent her months before, but live he was much better looking.
She could see even with the sweatshirt on that he was in very good physical shape; he was a man who took care of himself.
He is a perfect man with a perfect body
She admired him involuntary.
He was tall; thin, with a deep and intense blue eye almost mesmerizing look, those where we get lost in them if we stay looking too long.
His face was slightly slender, almost tapered chin, with a 3 day beard suited him perfectly. His hair had a modern cut, giving it on purpose an unkempt way.
In one of the photos she remembered that he had a little sign on his left ear, it had been once used for an earring that now showed absent.
JP opened the door and smiled slightly to Carolina, but the face was still with a heavy expression like in the pictures, he gives her a kiss on the cheek greeting her, telling her to climb the stairs.
She starts to climb up the stairs before him and he follows her leaving enough space to enjoy her legs, she knows she was being observed by him, making her feel even more nervous.
Carolina stops on the first floor, looking at him waiting for directions; he said to continue and pointed the direction to an open space where Carolina could see a living room with dining room, office and kitchen all in one open space.
The house is huge just for one person observes Carolina, it’s decorated with a mix of modern and ancient, where the rough wood predominates, making a contrast joining in perfect harmony.
Carolina finds that JP is a man with a great taste.
What really impresses Carolina is the house to be the cleanest she ever saw for a single man to live. It was obvious that he had a cleaner, but that wouldn’t stop him in her absence to leave everything everywhere, but there was everything in place, the house was immaculately groomed and Carolina loved the house in the first instant.
Not realizing that a moment before had worshiped his owner already.
JP made the gesture with his hand to invite to sit on the large three seat couch and asks if Carolina wants to drink something.
Carolina who was coming from a hot summer day outside was very thirsty, but now she didn’t know if it was the heat that was out there or if it was the fact that he was already leading it.
She feels suddenly boiling inside, asking only for water.
She was afraid that the heat she was feeling was standing out on her face and got a little bit embarrassed when she felt starting to sweat while he was in the kitchen.
JP went to the kitchen that looked had never been used and brought two small bottles of still water, offered her one and opened the other drinking it while looking at her sitting comfortably on the couch putting one leg over the other, getting supported by the ankle just above the knee, with open arms he bent over the couch.
He oozes confidence, masculinity and looked relaxed, too relaxed for Carolina’s first impression.
Carolina unlike him was really uneasy, and the little confidence she had before entering that house, it felt she had lost all confidence when she climbed that stairs and confidence just fled galloping the streets of London away from her, feeling now slightly uncomfortable with the whole situation.
He made no comment on it, he didn’t speak, just looked at her expecting her to take the initiative.
She was sitting on the edge of the couch, with both hands resting on the legs, which were slightly inclined and placed on the edge of the couch.
She couldn’t help but look at him, when she looked at him and their eyes meet she looked shy away, trying to look around looking for a distraction.
She feels attracted to him; he has charisma and a presence that causes Carolina in an inexplicable magnetism.
She drinks some water, looking at the bottle in her hand, she tried to make conversation, but nothing comes out.
It was the weirdest date Carolina ever had, when they were messaging they were like two parrots and now there, they had nothing to talk about.
Or did they say already everything they had to say
- as she looked at him in silence, struggling to make small talk she starts:
"So...tell me, what are your plans for your summer holidays?"
"I have nothing planned yet, I will stay in London the whole August to rest"
Replied JP vaguely. Obviously not interested to talk about his holidays, or it looks like nothing else.
There was no topic of conversation, and the two looked at each other speechless. There was tension in the air and Carolina didn’t know if it was a good idea to stay there much longer, she considered whether if she should go.
Perhaps the best was to get away as quickly as possible from there; it doesn’t seem that the date is going well.
But she was so hypnotized and lost in those intense blue eyes, the intense power he exuded in his manly body, in his large hands, his 3 days beard, that she needed to try harder.
She tried to find another topic of conversation, struggling to focus and when she was about starting to speak again, without any warning JP approaches her and kisses her, forcing Carolina to shut up and kissing him back.
He was like an eagle beginning his hunt. And like eagles, he stays comfortably within its territory awaiting the prey to get close enough to attack without effort taking her completely by surprise.
It was so long ago that Carolina wasn’t kissed by a man, she was afraid of not knowing how to reciprocate the kiss, but it all happened so fast that she only had time to follow JP’s impulse and repay the same way.
After the first few seconds she realized how much she missed being kissed.
His kiss was soft and firm, his lips were tasty mixed with the fresh water he just had, the beard felt soft, he gently touches with his tongue in her giving birth to a desire to be together.
It was a perfect first kiss.
She is grateful to be still sitting because she feels slightly dizzy, she feels her body to lose strength, and she feels goose bumps all over her skin and a shiver going from the tip of her scalp to each end of her body, like electric shocks.
Without warning JP rises and grabs Carolina's hand while saying almost in whispering:
"Let's go to my bedroom."
Carolina thought she couldn’t move, she felt paralyzed, but as he was holding her hand, she managed to gain enough strength to get up, and starting walking beside him.
She found herself suddenly as if in a trance and in a levitation state, moving only hearing JP’s voice.
He had a masculine, seductive yet gentle voice; an assertive command almost felt like a request, it was absolutely irresistible.
She was willing at this point to do exactly what this man wanted, and she knew him for two minutes.
And he only kissed her.
JP showed her the way to go, letting her go on front of him again so he could have the opportunity to enjoy her legs. They climbed more stairs, to the next floor.
Upstairs there was only one room with windows all around; it was a huge en-suite in open space.
There was no doors to the entrance to the suite, only the door frames which previously would have been the separation of a room, the suite continues to another open space giving life to a beautiful bathroom that was also an enormous space, again a mix of old adapted to modern.
Carolina found the concept fascinating, the bathroom contrary to usual bathroom with small windows, here was full of natural light coming from the windows around it, the bathroom has a double shower and a small room for the toilet and like the rest of the house it hadn´t any door, even in the middle of the bathroom has an ultra modern double sink with a wall in all its extension, functioning as a separator for the bathtub, separating a golden claw foot tub which was visible new with ultra modern taps imitation the ancient baths.
Here is no space for privacy
– she thought for itself by a millisecond.
JP walked into the bedroom, the room was elegant and masculine, there wasn’t a trace of femininity, and there was no trace of woman at all.
From where Carolina was standing she saw a closet, with transparent glass windows overlooking the room, giving perfectly to see what’s inside, everything tidy, everything neatly in place, and only men's clothing.
She arrived on the edge of the bed, rubbing her legs in soft perfectly put together dark blue duvet on the bed.
He slowly approaches her, touching her skin with a steady hand in a smooth way and again causing electricity stream through Carolina’s body, making her blood in the veins run faster and again overheating her body, forcing her heart to beat faster and accelerate her breathing.
Carolina’s body screamed already for J.P. to take her at any time.
She's turned back to him; he runs the sip of her dress slowly sliding the dress, taking it out of her body in one slow movement, letting it fall to the floor somewhere around them.