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karnelman

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OOC:This thread is closed to all but a special lady who will identify herself to me in a PM I am sure... <wicked grin>

Jerry O'Brien, 30 something stock broker, single and alone for the past 6 months when his live in GF of 5 years ran off with some ass she met at a bar. 6' longish light brown hair, dark eyes, most would say he is good looking but not overly so, he has had a bit of confidence issue which his last girl friend made worse all his life.

IC: Another lonely boring Saturday night for me. There I was all ready for my usual exciting night of drinking beer on the sofa and numbing my mind with the boob-tube until I passed out. Then it occurred to me that this was the weekend that my old high school friend Sue Reynolds was supposed to be in town visiting her parents. We had stayed in touch off and on and with email it was getting to be more on than off. We were good friends before she went off to college and then a fancy job across the country. We had been really close, but somehow never turned that into being lovers. I didn't have any hope that anything sexual would happen this weekend but at least I would have someone to talk to. I dialed her number from memory.

To my surprise a woman I did not know answered the phone. Her voice was soft and sultry and I wanted to hear more.

"Um er is this Sue," I stuttered.
 
OOC: Roslyn Reynolds, cousin of Sue Reynolds. 34 years old, 5'8" tall, beautiful, long, brown hair, brown eyes with a touch of green around the edges, and painfully shy.

IC: I was spending the weekend at my aunt and uncle's house, along with my cousin Sue. We were helping to prepare for an upcoming anniversary party for her parent's. Sue had gone out with a few of her old classmates for the night. She had invited me to go along, but I was too shy and scared to accept her offer. Instead, I opted to sit at home and watch tv with her parents, all the while hating myself for not having the guts to go out and have some fun with Sue and her friends.

Shortly after my aunt and uncle had gone off to bed, the phone rang. I immediately picked up the receiver, not wanting the sound of the ringing to wake anyone. "Hello?" I said in a quiet voice.

"Um er is this Sue," a man's voice said on the other end.

"No, I'm sorry, but this is her cousin, Roslyn. Sue has gone out for the evening, may I take a message for her?"
 
Damn, I missed her, I silently cursed to myself!

"Um no I guess there is no message. I guess I am Johnny come lately again. I am an old school friend of Sue. I was supposed to get together with her this weekend, but I suppose she will be gone tomorrow. Oh well maybe next trip."

I paused for a moment, trying to think of a way to keep her on the phone. Her voice was great and I was lonely as shit. I imagine ebing some smooth guy that could somehow talk Roslyn into going out with me.

"You know she used to talk about you some. Funny we never met back then. Sue and I were always together, she was my best friend. Damn, I was really wanting something to do tonight," I continued in my best sad poor puppy dog voice.
 
"Well, I grew up pretty far away from here, so I didn't get a chance to visit much. Plus, I was always too shy to meet any of Sue's friends. I suppose that is why she is out tonight, and I am sitting here doing nothing."

I liked the sound of his voice, he seemed very sweet, but there was a hint of sadness his voice. Perhaps he was just as lonely as I was.
 
"What a shame, the two of us with nothing to do on such a beautiful night!" I blurted out.

She sounded like she wanted company and I hoped she would take my impulsive statement as an invitation. Her voice was so incrediably sexy and she had an intoxicating shyness about her that made me want to meet her. Well more accurately made me just plain want her. I was not sure what was coming over me, I had never really had that kind of reaction to a voice before. Her shyness seemed to bring out a boldness in me that was surprising.

"I wonder, since we both have nothing to do, and well, we are practically family with Sue and I being as close as brother and sister, well maybe we could do something together. You know just to get out of the house?" I sort of stammered, hoping she wouldn't just slam the phone down.
 
I wasn't sure if I should accept his invitation to go out or not. I thought it over for a few seconds and finally decided that there was no reason for me not to go. It's not like this guy was a total stranger, he had been friends with my cousin for years. Besides, the thought of spending another night alone in the house while Sue was out and my aunt and uncle were sleeping, was depressing.

"Sure, Umm..I mean, yes, I would like that very much." I practically whispered into the phone, my voice chocking with both panic and excitement. "I don't have a car though, and I don't want to wake my aunt up to ask if I can borrow their car though, so would it be a problem for you to pick me up?" I shyly asked, hoping that he wouldn't have a change of mind, and end up deciding not to go out with me.
 
"Great! Sure I would be happy to pick you up! Is 45 minutes too soon?" I said a bit too enthusastically.

I made mental notes of what I needed to do before I hit the streets and since I had moved to a neighborhood across town, it was a 20 minute drive to get there. Since i hadn't panned on being in the company of anyone else I needed a shower and clean clothes. My old gym shorts and torn tee wouldn't really due for a date. A date? I wondered if it was a date. God I would love it to be. I hadn't had a woman in my arms in awhile and if this one was as sexy as her voice, I knew I would do anything I could to get her in my arms.
 
"Forty five minutes? Umm...sure, that would be perfect." I said as I glanced down at my ratty tee-shirt and sweats, then put my hand to my hair that had been carelessly pulled into a ponytail. I would really have to rush to make myself decent enough to be seen by anyone, much less a man who wanted to take me out.

"You know where the house is. Don't bother coming up to the door, that might wake everyone up, so I'll just meet you outside, ok?"

My heart was beating like a rabbit, and my palms were becoming so sweaty that it was difficult to hold the phone. What did I have to be so nervous about? We were just going to hang out and keep each other company, right? I don't dare to assume that he would actually consider this as an actual date, do I?
 
"Sure, ok I will see you in the driveway soon!"

I hung up the phone and stripped off my clothes as I headed off to the shower. I felt like a school-boy getting ready to go on a first date with the school hot chick. I laughed at how fucking silly I was being. I knew Roslyn probably thought that we were just two people killing time together. NO way she thought this was a date..but god it would be nice. She that incrediably sexy voice and if her body was half as hot as her cousin's I knew I would eb drooling. I fanatsized about the possibilties as I quickly soaped up my body. My lewd thoughts about a woman I hadn't even met combined with my recent lack of sex of course made me very hard. I thought about jerking off, but I didn't really ahve the tiem to spare and if I did get lucky I wanted to be fully loaded.
 
He agreed to wait for me in the driveway, and then we said our goodbye's and hung up the phone.

I ran into the bathroom, while pulling my hair out of it's ponytail. Knowing that I had no time to waste, I turned on the shower head without even testing the temperature of the water first, and stepped inside, nearly scalding myself with the incredibly hot water. I jumped back out with a yelp, and readjusted the water to a more suitable temperature.

As I ran a soapy cloth over my body, I began to wonder what I should wear. I hoped that I had remembered to bring at least one pair of lace panties and a matching bra. Then shaking my head to remove that ridiculous thought. It's not as if he would even be seeing my panties and bra, surely he didn't ask me out in hopes of getting laid, even so, I was glad that I had shaved my legs and trimmed my pussy hair earlier that day.

I quickly rinsed myself clean and jumped out of the shower, nearly falling in the process. I wrapped a towel around my body and one around my wet hair, and hurried to the bedroom to get dressed.

I rummaged through my suitcase and did indeed find a black pair of lace paties and a bra to match. With those items in hand I hurried to the closet and began riffling through my clothing. "Perfect!" I said to myself, as I grabbed the faithful old standard known as the little black dress. Looking at the clock, I saw that I had less than a half hour left to get ready. I tossed the clothes on the bed and rushed back to the bathroom to finish my hair and makeup. It was too late for me to blow dry my hair, so I just pulled it up into a twist, and clipped it tightly to my head. By the time that I finished my makeup, I had only a few minutes to get dressed, so I ran back to the bedroom and pulled my clothes on. It had been exactly 45 minutes, by the time I stepped into my heels. I hurried to the livingroom, and peaked out the window to see if he was there.
 
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Iwas dressed and out the door in record time, but wouldn't you know it, the damn main road between my place and her's was closed for construction. The detor made me a few minutes late. I was shaking when I pulled into the driveway of the familiar house to pickup a complete stranger. I was happy when she came running out of the front door. I jump out of the car met ehr and introduced myself and then opened her door for her. She look great in her hot little black cocktail dress. My earlier thoughts of beding her came flooding back. I had never had sex on a first dat and had no reason to think this one would eb any different. BUt still I was thinking about that dress on the floor next to my bed.
I ran around the car and got behind the wheel.

"So what are you in the mood for? Are you hungry? Do you like to dance? You are sure dressed for a night on the town. You look really nice!"

I was so nervous I was speaking in run-on sentences. I must of sounded like an idiot. I was also concerned I had gone too casual in my choice of clothes; a pair of dockes and tee-shirt with a striped button down unbuttoned over it. It felt like an enternity
waiting for her response.
 
As soon as I saw the car pull up into the driveway, I hurried out the door to meet him. He quickly got out of the car and introduced himself to me, and then went over to the other side of the car and opened the door letting me into the car.

He was such an incredibly good looking man. Sue had shown me a few pictures of him before, but they were old pictures of when they were teenagers and even though he was really cute then, the pictures had hardly done him justice. I caught myself staring at the large buldge in his crotch, and then began to blush as I realized what I was doing. Thank goodness it was dark outside and he couldn't see the bright pink color that covered me from my forehead down to my chest.

He got into the drivers seat and began talking almost too fast for me to keep up.

"So what are you in the mood for? Are you hungry? Do you like to dance? You are sure dressed for a night on the town. You look really nice!"

It took a few seconds for all his questions to register within my brain, plus my utter nervousness didn't help any either. I had never been a good conversationalist, but it got even worse when I was nervous.

"Dinner and dancing sounds fine to me, whatever you would like to do, I'll be fine with." I meekly answered.

I had also noticed that I was a bit overdressed. Perhaps I had gotten a little too excited about our evening together when I picked my clothes out. Now I was feeling foolish for having allowed myself to set too high of expectations, even if they were subconscious expectations. Surely he wouldn't be interested in seeing how long my legs are in a short skirt, or how full my breasts are in a low cut top. He was probably just wanting some company is all, and had no desire to make anything sexual out of our time together. Afterall, we had just barely met.

"Should I run inside and change into something more casual, I will do that if you want me to, it really wouldn't be a problem." I blurted out.
 
"Oh hell no! YOu look amazing in that dress! I am sorry I didn't think to dress better, but we hadn't said what we were going to do. Please don't change, you are hot!"

As soona s I said that I wished I had bitten my tongue. Damn here I was already being forward with this beautiful lady who probably thought of em as nothing more than a boredom relief.

"Oh god I am sorry! For some reason i am so nervous I seem to have lost control of my mouth," I said as my face turned red with embarassment over my inpetous remarks.
 
"Well, at least we have something in common, both of us are nervous as can be." I said to him as I laid my hand upon his thigh, then just as quickly snatching it away.

"What do you say about us forgetting about our nerves and concentrate on just having fun, ok?"

He agreed and both of us did our best to relax.

"You know what? I would really love a drink right now" I said to him "Let's go to a place where we can both relax and get to know each other, then maybe we can move on to someplace else."

Ok, I admit it, I snuck a couple of shots of bourbon to steel my nerves and boost my courage, while I waited for him to arrive, and they were just now starting to take affect. I was grateful for having done it though, otherwise we both might be stuck in the driveway blushing at each other all night.
 
When her hand touched my thigh it was like a bolt of lightening hit the car. God I was horny, but she was right we needed to relax and a drink sounded great, hell several drinks sounded good to me.

"A drink sounds really good and getting to know each other better sounds even better. Um I don't want this to sound wrong, but well I never drive if I have more than a couple drinks..so um, well near my apartment is this great club. Would it be too weird for you if I parked at my place and then we walked to the club? I promise if I am in no condition to bring you home I will get you a cab or well I have a guest room and I promise nothing but gentlemanly intentions."

God that sounded stupid I thought to myself as a nervously awaited her answer. I couldn't believe I had just asked a woman I just met to spend the night in my apartment. But it was odd, I felt like I did know her. It must have been the resemblance to her cousin.
 
"I would never want you to drive if after you had been drinking." I told him with honest concern. "I will gladly stay in your guest room if need be."

I was completely enamoured by him, I didn't want to be, but I was. I just hoped that I would be able to keep my head about me tonight.

One night stands were all that I seemed to have been able to accomplish within the past few years, but those grow old quickly. I vowed to behave myself tonight, even though all I could think about is what his big cock would feel like inside of me.
 
I smiled at her and pulled out of the driveway. I amde the trip back across town much quicker as I now knew which road was closed. We dropped my car at my apartment and started to walk the three blocks to the club. For some rason it seemed natural to put my arm around her as we walked. When she allowed me to do so, I finally relaxed deciding it was a date afterall. I was already ready to carry her off to my bed. I was really bitten by this one. I decided I had better be careful so as not to scare her off. I wanted to kiss her badly, but somehow managed to keep my lips off her the whole 5 minute walk.

I held the door for her and escorted her into the club. AS I was a regular, the girl at the front knew me and said she would find us a table right away. I ask for somehting in the back away form the band if if possible. If we got a tabel near the dance floor we would never be able to talk.
 
We didn't have to travel very long before we arrived at Jerry's buildiing. We would have to walk a few blocks to get to the bar, but that didn't bother me, especially when he put his arm around me.

"He is merely being polite" I told myself, even though I secretly wished that he would grab me tight and kiss me.

We entered the club, and the lady at the front seemed familiar with Jerry and escorted us to the table he requested.

"This is nice" I told him as I sat down in the booth, my skirt riding up my leg as I slid aside, making room for him. I grabbed at the skirt in order to pull it down, but in my clumsy haste, ended up pulling it so hard that it sprang back up, revealing even more of me. Once again, my face turned bright red as I attempted to cover my exposed black lace panties.

"Oh, god, I am so sorry, I really didn't mean for that to happen!" I blurted out to him.
 
"Well then, I hope you don't mean for other things to happen," I replied to her embarassed remark without thinking.

I laughed trying to make it a joke, but the look at got at her sexy panties made me hope a little later that evening perhaps she would not really mean show me more of her undies. We ordered drinks and the conversation started to flow. When we were about half way through the second drink I asked her to dance. She agreed and we made our way to the floor. The band was playing a rather odd version of some medium speed 80's song that meant we would be dancing apart. I felt a bit foolish trying to find a dance move that fit the music. She on the other hand looked great swaying her sexy body to the off-tempo tune.

The band switched to a slow ballad on the next song and she slid right into my arms for the slow dance. Her curvy body felt great as she shimmied next to me. It had been a long tiem since I held a woman next to em and I was getting a bit warm. When the music stopped I impilsiev kissed her and suggested we go back to the table to finish our drinks and perhaps order a bite to eat. Once again I was talking too fast. The nervousness returned as I worried what her reaction to my impulsively kissing her would be.
 
We chatted as we had a few drinks, and got to know each other better. I was having a lot of fun with him, and we were both beginning to loosen up and relax, letting our shyness and awkward feelings slip away.

He asked me to dance, and I accepted. The song was a fast one, with an odd beat, and even though Jerry seemed a bit unsure of himself, he was a great dancer. The next song was a slow one, and he pulled me in close. It felt so good to have his arms around me as we swayed to the music. I looked into his eyes, and smiled warmly at him the entire time. He obviously noticed the chemistry between us, as well, because as the song ended he gave me a tender kiss. His impulsive act seemed to have shaken him up a bit, because he immediately started talking too fast and acting a little jumpy.

"Sure, getting something to eat sounds great." I told him as I grabbed hold of his hand, and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

I was having a wonderful evening with him, and was wondering if it might turn into a wonderful night and morning, as well.
 
It seemed the kiss was ok with her and when she took my hand I had a sudden feeling that everything was going to be alright. When we returned to the table I couldn't help but steal another look at her sexy lace panties as she slid into the booth. She had amazing legs and seeing all the way up her thighs made my stomach do flip-flops. From what I could glimpse she obviously kept her pussy neatly trimmed and I began to imagine her standing in front of me naked letting my eyes feast on her sexy body.
Managing to return my attention to eating, I asked the waitress for menus so we could get some dinner.

We were still sharing the same side of the booth and I was enjoying the feel of her leg next to mine as we perused the menus. The waitress brought us another round and took our food order. As we waited for our food, I slipped my arm around her. Somehow I was feeling confidant at the point. Something about her seemed to put me at ease and at that point I was sure it was a date. I began to hope it was a date that was going to end up with her dress on my bedroom floor and her soft warm naked body wrapped in my arms. These thoughts were having an embarrassing effect on my cock and i squirmed a bit trying to reposition myself so as to conceal my rather obvious condition.

She fortunately didn't seem to notice. As we talked we cuddled up a bit more and I found myself gazing into her pretty eyes. I was happier than I had been in months and so wanted the evening to go well. At the same time my more carnal instincts and needs were beginning to embolden me. I wanted to kiss her again. Not so tenderly as before either. I wanted to press my lips to hers and push my tongue into her moist mouth and taste her tongue. But fear of screwing that night up kept my actions in check for the moment.
 
Roslyn

He sat close to me, as we looked over the menu. His closeness, causing my stomach to fill with butterflies, I couldn't stop myself from pressing my body tighter against his. I could feel nipples growing harder, as thoughts of having his naked body on top of mine, flashed through my mind.

He shifted his body in the seat, bringing me out of my erotic daydream and back to reality. I wasn't sure if he was moving around because I was sitting too close for his comfort, or for some other reason. I was growing tired of my insecure ways though, and decided that he was just trying to get comfortable, so I didn't bother to move further away from him.

We gazed into each other's eyes and smiled as we talked. It had been years since I had felt so comfortable in the presence of a man. Usually I remained a nervous wreck throughout the entire time I was with a man, which is why I rarely ever got asked out a second time.

Jerry's head kept leaning in toward mine as we talked, but then he would pull it away again, giving me mixed signals.

I steeled my nerves with a gulp of my drink and waited for him to bring his head closer again. When he did, I quickly leaned forward and pressed my lips hard against his. I figured that if he pushed me away, then our time together would be brought to a merciful end, and if he didn't then there would surely be bigger things to come.
 
Suddenly she put her lips to mine. There were no more questions to be answered as I welcomed her warm lips and embraced her. As I had imagined earlier I pushed the tip of my tongue out and tasted her lips gloss before she opened her mouth inviting me in. Her mouth was wet and warm and felt so comfortable. Our first real kiss was amazing. We both seemed to forget where we were and the kis became a bit sloppy. YEs, all questions had been answered and I no longer cared if she noticed the effect she was having on my body.
 
He responded positively to my kiss, just as I had hoped he would. However, the kiss turned out to be much more passionate than I had intended, but that only served to please me even more. Our kiss lasted for much longer than either of us had probably intended, and ended only because the waiter returned to our table to bring us our fresh drinks and let us know that our food would follow shortly.

I didn't really care about either the drinks or the food, I just wanted more of Jerry. I had to calm myself though. my tendency to fall for someone hard and fast, rarely proved to be of any sort of benefit. He was obviously wanting me as badly as I was wanting him, but I had to keep in mind that he was on the rebound from a bad relationship.

My attraction to him was overwhelming, and even though I was well aware of the risks I was taking, I was letting him know that I wanted him. Even if it meant an awkward goodbye in the morning as he pushed me out his front door, making me wait on the curb for a cab to come and take me home.

I snuggled into his arms and put a hand upon his thigh.
 
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Her hand felt hot on my thigh and was cuasing even more twitching in my pants. I hoped I wasn't misreading her intentions. I knew my cock was taking over my thinking, but I had gone too long without pussy to care at that point. I wanted her and damn the afterwards. She was sweet and sexy and fun to be with. If hoping in bed too quickly blew something that good eb good long term, it was a loss I would regret but also one I could deal with. Before I had a chance to react to her advance the waitress was tabelside with a tray full of dishes.

We both ate rather hurriedily as if we wanted to get the meal over with and move on. I knew my hungers no longer had anythng to do with food. When the waitress asked about dessert we said no quickly in unison. As I waited for the waitress to return with my credit card receipt, I suggested we move our party to a more initimate spot and share a nightcap in my apartment. I was already a bit wozzy having had more drinks than I was accustomed to, mostly due to nerves. I practically held my breath waiting for her answer to my invitation.
 
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