Knowing and Not Knowing

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The day was cold, rainy, and matched my mood perfectly. I was glad I called the office and told them I was feeling a bit under the weather and chose to work from home. No need to go out on a day like this.

Actually, my foul mood was the product of sheer sexual frustration. At 35, I was sure that I was the state's oldest living virgin. I had been with a woman for a very long time. When that relationship ended, I took time to look inward and realized that didn't want another woman as a lover - I wanted a man. The problem was that I was not meeting the right men - certianly no one that I wanted to be my first. Maybe I was too picky, too unsure of myself, too . . . .too . . . . who's to know.

So I sat in my apartment trying to concentrate on the paperwork in front of me - and trying not to think of the needs of my body - the need for touch that had become constant, the need for passion that would not leave, the need for release that no amount of masturbation could cure.

I hopped on-line to see if I had any mail - one to read. I didn't recognize the address, but opened it anyway.

"Meet me at the coffee shop at 8 tonight."

I replied to the writer - "You need to check the address - I think you made a mistake."

I was surprised to see a reply later in the day. "No mistake. See you at 8."
 
Frank

I sat in the coffee shop reading the paper and drinking my coffee. I'd finished an English muffin and the plate was there with a few crumbs, as I looked at my watch to check the time. It was just about 8 PM, and I heard thwe door open. Looking up I saw a nice looking lady enter and sit down at a nearby table
 
Jimmy (Waiter in training):

I've decided to work at the coffee shop and my manager told me and practice my waiting skill on the beautiful woman who just arrived. She seemed to be waiting for someone.
"Good evening Miss" I smiled "Are you waiting for someone?"
"Yes, I am" She smiled "You wouldn't be that man that I've been waiting for by any chance would you?"
I was flushed. Something i was not expecting.
I stumbled "N..n.n.no Miss, My name Jimmy and i am your waiter for this evening."
She smiled and apologised.
I pulled out a chair for her and told her I had never done this before.
"So you're in training. What were you doing beforehand?"
She seemed interested.
Suddnely a man comes to greet the lady and I get no time to answer. That was the guy she was probably waiting for.
"I'll let you two talk. Call me over and i'll be right at your service" I smiled. I was getting used to this already. Being a football player and all, I decided this job was going to be interesting. I wonder to myself if i'd get another chance in meeting this beautiful woman. I don't even know her name. I went to my manager and he patted me on the back on a job well done. I still wasn't satisfied. I wanted to get to know the woman i just served.
 
I thought I recognised her! walking down the street I saw her enter the cafe so I followed at a distance, not wanting to get too close. It had been a few years since our brief affair and it had ended badly with her going to another woman. I was hurt, certainly, but still loved her for her beauty and grace. Would she recognize me? I had added a few pounds, in the right places, I hoped, and my hair was now dark, but I did not want to risk it so I stayed in the shadows, then entered minutes later and sat in a far corner, watching.

I saw the waiter tend her table, then seem to linger. Surely she hasn't gone to picking up young men, I thought. Even from a distance I could see it was a one way conversation, I could still recognize her body language when she wanted to put someone off. My, how long since I had had such a young man as that! I would not blame her if she did, but it was not her style.
 
sorry, got interrupted

Looking at the young waiter she had left behind as he continued serving others I felt a warmth build inside like I had not felt for months, years perhaps. "Stupid!" I muttered under my breath, "he's got to be nearly half my age!" Nevertheless, I found myself watching his every move and starting to dream again what new found love, or lust, was like."To Hell with it" I told myself and rose to change tables into his section.
 
Jimmy:

I see a beautiful dark haired woman come in and sit in my area of service. I pull out the chair for her.
"Hi! I'm Jimmy and I'll be your waiter this evening at The Coffee Shop." I smiled and gave her the menu.
"I'll be back in second to give you sometime to find what you want." I sought of hissed the last part as i was staring at her 'headlights'. They were nice and firm. In my head I thought of saying "You can always try the waiters special delight." But i figured i'd probably get fired doing that. I walked of and I looked at the woman i had seen previously. She was talking to that guy.
 
Hmmmmmmm, Jimmie, I thought, not James or Jim, still using the more youthful term. Well, that's what had attracted me anyway, wasn't it, his youth? I had had my share of older men and women and found ways to enjoy them all but none had proved lasting.So what was wrong with going for a young guy like this? Did I still "have it"? I knew young studs like him would take anyone who offerred to spread their legs but would he become what I wanted, what I needed, for a while at least?

His return woke me from my thoughts as I ordered coffee and "a roll", smiling at him, wondering if he would catch the double meaning. Oh, what kind? "Bannana" I answered, thinking of something else long and thick. I could not help but glance at his pants,his crotch right at table level, mmmmmmm, "serve it up, big boy" I thought to myself.

Trying to force my mind back to reality I lifted my gaze and smiled at him. "Would you mind warming it up"? "The roll I mean"? There I go again! If this keeps up we will end up right here on tis table! No, that would never do, not that I wouldn't mind the audience, but I had much a better, more exciting scene in mind. "Damn, I'm getting wet just thinking about it, or him" I thought to myself. I couldn't wait for him to go fetch my order so I could move a little and ease the pressure I was feeling build inside.
 
Jimmy:

Was it always that the good looking customer would sought of make their sentences in a sexual manner. The first lady did it now this other fine lady. I mean they do look beautiful but this was such a tease. I smiled as she asked me "to warm it up". I served her her warm roll as she looked at my arms. Being a football player, I knew my big arms turned on a lot of women but, for me this was getting out of hand. I couldn't stand this job if beautiful women kept looking at me and talking to me sexually. But then again it's a fun environment. I smiled and went to my manager who told me to have a break while he talked on the phone to his wife. So I decided to go up to the beautiful lady who i had served up the warm banana roll.
"Enjoying the roll?" I smiled. "I thought I should come over and talk a bit since i've got a little break."
 
"Please, do sit down" I say, "that is if your employer doesn't mind you mingling with the patrons""It's OK?" "Good, I wouldn't want to get you in any trouble"I smile sweetly and fix my eyes directly upon yours. If I am to establish control it must be from the start. My terms, not yours!

I watch your eyes move inquisitively over what you can see of me while you try to make small talk. My loosened coat conceals much of what you are looking for but the opening at the top allows a peek at what lies beneath. Breathing a little deeper than necessary I move my chest to accentuate its fullness.All the while my eyes are fixed on yours, following their every move, making you aware that I know where they are looking. You talk nervously, changing subjects and making long pauses, waiting for my replies. I keep it simple, "OH?"..."Yes?"..."Is that so?"

Rising suddenly I excuse myself, offering no explanation but telling you to wait. As I move past you I push against you as if it were crowded around us. My hips and waist press against your shoulders and head and my hand touches your arm as if to steady myself but squeezing slightly.

I linger in the restroom, purposely taking more time than necessary, continuing to establish my control. I will say when and I will say how. This will be MY conquest!

I return to my seat abruptly, as if surprised to find you still here, acting a little cool to you to throw you off your guard. As you struggle to regain the conversation I reach for your hand, pressing a lacy piece of cloth into it and looking into your eyes again. "I know what you want and I will allow it but you must do exactly as I say! You know that big house on Westbrook Lane, the one with the Iron gates? Come there tonight as soon as you get off work!"

"Oh yes, I will need a token of your commitment, just as I have given you." You open you hand to dicover that what you thought was a lace handkerchief is actually my panties! "Go now to the restroom and remove yours and bring them to me, do not hide them or cover them up, just fold them and carry them in your hand. Do it now!"
 
Jimmy:

Confused as I was, I forwarded into the restroom and went took off my underwear, and had difficulty in pulling my zipper. it took a while but I had it in the end. I walked uncomfortably and discreetly gave her my underwear.
"Well, my break is over, I'll meet you in half an hour." I stumbled. I got up and she left.
The other lady was looking at me and was wondering why when I came to my senses and figured that she was calling me.
"Yes Maam, How can I help you?" I said in a cowboy tone and smiling from ear to ear. Still feeling uncomfortable, I crouched a little.
 
I rose to leave, trying hard to keep the smile off my face, for it would be a wicked smile, like the Cheshire cat. Glancing over at the couple I saw that they were still preocccupied with their own interests and and paid no attention to me. I made no effort to hide the underwear in my hand but carried it openly. As I walked past Jimmy I leaned into his shoulder and whispered to him "not untill nine o'clock tonight, but not one minute later! I still wanted him to know who was in control and envisioned him walking around for the next three hours thinking of me, with an erection and no underwear to help hide it!

As I reached my home I began to think of just how this spider would wrap her victim. MMmmmmmmm, "spider", I liked that analogy! I had already lured my intended victim to my web, now I must capture him, surround him and consume him!

As I set about preparing the room I would use I found myself getting deliciously arroused thinking through the night's activities.I reached down to finger myself and felt my knees begin to buckle. "Stop that!" I told myself "save it for tonight!" There would be plenty where that came from. I went to my dressing room to choose the appropriate outfit and busied myself with my hair and perfume. I couldn't help tasting the juices on my fingers though. OOooohhhhhh!
 
Frank

I sat there watching that whole scene. When he handed her what obviously was a pair of boxer shorts, I about shit my pants, but lets face it - you can find excitement anywhere. When Jimmy went back to work I looked at her and winked, letting her know I was aware of what had transpired, and of my interest too, and then I left and drove by the place she mentioned, making a mental note to follow up at the earliet opportunity
 
OOC: Frank I thought you'd be talking to pinsandneedles thats why I introduced you to her in one of my posts by letting you two talk to each other..
 
OOC: Kool ok lets continue.. but u do notice that our host has gone..

Jimmy:
I served my last customer and then packed up to leave to meet the beautiful woman who i had given my underwear to. I went to Westbrook Lane as she had said and decided to wait. Where was she.. perhaps its was just a joke. I waited for almost 2 hours and with the biggest erection i ever had. I starting to feel laughed at from a distance and started walking home.. then i heard footsteps....
 
"Follow me",I commanded, and walk up a pathway, hidden by shrubs, to the door of the three story turn-of-the-century home. There were no lights on as we approach but I know the path and the stairs well. I walk briskly, forcing you to stumble a bit to keep up.

At the large door I pause before opening it, turning to you and looking directly into your anxious eyes."Are you sure you want to do this? To join me here is to be under my control, to do whatever I say. When you walk through this door you are mine to do with as I please! Are you ready for the most exciting and passionate night of your life?"

Turning, I walk through the door, not looking back to see if you follow. Once inside I drop my long coat to the floor, revealing my near nakedness in the dim light. Standing there in in my "costume" of garter belt and fishnet nylons, high heels and a leather corsett I pause only long enough to hear the door close, then begin to climb the stairs.
 
Jimmy:
Wow, she looked like one of the chicks in my fantasies. I nodded my head as I was dazzled over her body. And so she led me inside.
 
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